Streets of London

'I know you are a strayer and you care about what you do. i know you care about who ever it is you are with. I know your human.' She shrugs.

He looked around at the clothes again, picking up a bright yellow shirt and with a deadpan serious face said, "This would look good on me." He was attempting a joke, but without any good timing or delivery.

She smiles. 'you'll get there.'

"Doubtful."

'Have faith, crest.' She smiles. 'Come on. lets go for a drink.'

"I'm not of age."

'A coffee, crest. or if your too young for that, im sure you could have a milkshake.'

Ooc rofl!!

Ic

"Oh. Then that's fine."

ooc youcan never be too old for milkshake.
I would take a good banana shake over alcohol any day.

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She laughs, relinking her arm with him and plling him out of the shop and down the street.

"Why do you keep holding me? Only Sam should."

'Its like...You can hug friends, not just the person you love. Dont worry, Im not making any moves on you.'

"I wasn't worried. I'm only appealing to her anyway."

'Why do you say that?'

He shrugs, "I don't judge my appearance as anything special."

'Not everything is about looks. its about who you are.'

"I'm not a people person by any means..." But with Sam it's so easy.

'So? Crest, if you were that bad, i would not spend time dragging you round the city. I would have just never spoken to you at the school.'

ooc g2g. byeee

"Why you did still baffles me."

"But I'm appreciative."

IOC bye!

(( For Wrath and I's rp from last night <3 ))



A sly, cunning smirk rolled gently over Pitch's face, and he gave a deep-throated chuckle, which seemed to reverberate through the shadows around him.


"I suppose you and I share a common interest...You must be expecting a meal...? I'm afraid that, unfortunately for you, I am no mortal..."

Scorpio sighed as if a great chance had escaped her grasp.
"Oh well, your not so surprising, I seem to attract many interesting characters." She smiled cunningly at him. "I'll find someone, but I do have a strange appetite; don't you know?" She looked at him quizzily, running her red nails over her stomach
"A mother Scorpion will eat her own children if she is hungry enough."

A cold carelessness and a relaxed, charming shrug was expressed from Pitch's lanky features, and his golden eyes trailed away from the woman.

His legs carries him a few feet away, pacing to the side with his hands held behind his back.



"I'm afraid that, for tonight, you'll have to go hungry. At least, from this man. I am no meal."

Scorpio dropped her pale hand lazily, still looking at Prch with interest
"Whoever said I wanted to eat you? Maybe I had other thoughts."

Pointed features turned to stare unfaulteringly to Scorpio, eyebrows raised.

"Other thoughts?" he crooned, questioningly.
Now this was interesting...

'I find you...interesting.'

"Unlikely but thanks."