CHARACTER CHAT!!!!

Erou growled playfully. /No, she doesn't./

Ami
There's a disire in me, though i haven't felt it like this. "What's 'this'?"

Quincy
I chuckle. "Does that mean me, Crooks? I may be self confident but i'm not stupid."

Milo sat down across from her "Whats what?"

"Perhaps," Crooks said simply, wearing a mischeivous smile. "Because nobody catches th' sly fox, aye? That's not cocky at all."

Ami
"Whatever 'this' is to see if i like you..." I study him, unsure of what i was supposed to do.

Quincy
I laugh. "Come now, Crooks. I like to see it like this: If anyone does catch me, they'll probably deserve it. And i'll be happy to go down by their hand."

Crooks cocked an eyebrow. "That's easy t' say when you're not at the wrong end of a gun."

Quincy
I stick my tongue out at him. "I'll be smiling the whole time. There have been a few guns to my temple, but not one have yet to get a bullet through me." I shrug. "We'll see when that happens."

Crooks smirked. "Not cocky at all."

(Hm, what now? That scene was kinda short, but things are quieting down)

hm. i don't know. someone notices the sword?

Milo ran his hand through his hair and laughed nervously, an embarrassed smile turning up the corners of is strong mouth. "I wanted to ask you some questions, with out our eavesdroppers, and..." he paused, let his hand drop into his lap "try something out. An idea."

Ami
I slowly nod. "Alright."

Hmm. Maybe. I'm not sure if I'm in the mood for a fight scene, though...this story needs some livening up. Some humor and fun stuff, if we can find it. But idk how...Winnie can be fun. I've been wanting to play her for a while. And Brawne is always awesomesauce. Crooks/Brawne/Quincy/possibly Winnie if I can get her involved somehow?

sure. i thought Crooks Brawne and Quincy get together later though

Cricket looked curiously in the direction of the room for a moment. He sighed. He would feel bad eavesdropping, but he was bored, and he hated just sitting. He suddenly stood, whistling something. "Tha's it. I'm not one t' sit around failing at casual conversations all day. Who wants t' do something?"

Finn whistled something. "Ugh. Me too. Where're we going?"

Sarah
I look over. "Where ever."
"Excuse those who aren't onmilingual or mindreaders," Kim says irritable. "But /what/?"

Yup. So, Crooks Brawne and Quincy. Beautiful, you in? Oh, and Winter didn't you have some charries in Luna that Winnie could run into?

((Yeah, I've got my lovely Sybek team They're bad guys who think they're the good guys.

Yay! No longer feeling third wheel-y!))

Senet
I only knew what they were saying because our souls were still touching.
"I'm up fohr anyzeeng. Eet's getteeng a leettle...awkwahrd ahround 'eehre."

"Ah, sorry. Habit," Cricket said. "I said I'm bored and want t' go someplace. Anyone seen anyplace fun around 'ere?"

Milo nodded, steeling himself. Here goes nothing. He leaned in towards Ami, slipping his hand into her hair and pulling her face close to his, their lips an instant away from touching. Milo slowly built up the sexual tension, placing a sturdy hand on the small of her back and brushing his lips behind her ear. Suddenly he pulled back, breaking every physical contact.

Ami
I let out the breath i was holding shakily. I don't know what to do; i feel so childish. My eyes travel back up to his. "What...what now?"

Winnie sat tucked on a rooftop, almost hidden behind her cape of blonde hair as she listened to the lowland noises. Then a different noise pricked her ear. Voices, but they stuck out. They had a different sort of sound to them. Outlanders? She crept to the edge of the steep rooftop, lying down on her stomach and peering out at the figures that were below. They looked different, too. She decided to test them out. She let out a flitting bird-like whistle, Who are you?

Milo studied her face, "Now, you answer some questions." He laid backwards casually, placing his arms behind his head and closing his eyes. "What did you feel?"

Na'arsif
I heard a noise from up above. It sounded like a bird, but at the same time, the sound had a different quality to it.
"Did yu hear dad?" I asked Helen.
"Sounded like a bird to me," she answered with a shrug.
I certainly wasn't an expert on birds, especially ones in these planes, but something just seemed off to me. Could've been my ears versus hers, or it could've just been my imagination.
"Likel, whad du yu dink?"
"Nod sure," she responded.

Ami
I look away, trying to figure it out. "Nervous..." I run a hand through my hair. "Childish and unsure. Desire..."

Milo felt guilty for toying with her like this, but he needed to know. "Do you want me to finish what I started?"

Winnie rolled her eyes. Outlanders. She smiled mischeivously and hid away on the other side of the roof, whistling quickly, [i]Scare them off.[i] The last thing she wanted was a bunch of aliens walking around her patch, but at the same time, she was delighted to have something to do. "PA-TA-TA-TA!" She felt the vocal percussion echoe in her throat. It sounded just like fast gunfire. Right on cue, another voice of one of her mates echoed, "Aagh!" from a couple blocks off, and then a thump.