Summer Academy RP discussion

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Morgan fell to the ground, "My feet are killing me!"

Nathan picks her up and brings her to the closest bench. "This is perfect, it'll keep us comfy for a little while"

Morgan rolls her eyes "The bench? It's hard as a rock and cold. How is this going to keep us comfy?" she asked raising an eyebrow "Are you on crack or something?"

"Just don't think of it. Were alone, together, in the park. Crack?" he said as he shrugged his shoulders.

"Alone?" she looked around "That's not what i was going for." she said dissapointed. "And ya crack you know it's a drug everyboddy has done it."

"That's not what you were going for? You said let's go to the park, not my problem!"

"Guess your right." she said crossing her legs on the bench.

"Lovely weather isn't it?" he said not knowing of any other way to start a conversation.

"Not really, we can't even see the stars." she said looking up in the air.

"But it's still not baad weather, I mean it could always be worse. What time is it?"

She took out her phone "it's 2 o'clock." She said looking up at him

Morgan was strolling around in the park, her pink Gucci flats in her hands.

Natalya was walking through the park with a blood bag in her hand. She would keep it hidden whenever she walked by people, but when no one was around, she would take sips before stuffing it back in her pocket.

The Undertaker was walking slowly and ominously through the park, his face cold and serious and stern, like usual.

Lorinta walked up to the park in shorts and a t shirt. She stopped and bent down tying her shoe

The Undertaker saw all the people, who didn't seem to notice him, including her, though he didn't take much notice of her and considered her a face in the crowd.

Lorinta stood and turned to continue her jog when he ran smack into him. She yelped falling on her butt

The Undertaker immediately turned around and stared down at her coldly.

Lorinta stood fusting herself off. "I'm so sorry..." She whispered.

The light breeze came and blew the Undertaker's long, wavy, waist-length, black hair around. He eerily said nothing.

She looked up at him. She smiled slightly. "You're angry..."

"Who are you?" the Undertaker inquired coldly.

"A person. Who are you?"

"The Undertaker."

She smiled and held out her hand. "I'm Lorinta!"

The Undertaker reached out and took her hand and mysteriously leaned down and kissed it before letting her hand go.

She giggled. She raised her eyebrows. "I am sorry about running into you..."

"How did you?" The Undertaker crossed his arms.

"I was tying my shoes.... And went to run and knocked into you..."

"I shall let that slide."

She smiled and chuckled.

The Undertaker uncrossed his arms and rested his hands comfortably on his hips. "Well, don't let me keep you."

"Oh your not. I don't want to go.. Run into more people!" She laughed

The Undertaker smirked slightly and briefly. "Mind if I walk by you then?"

"I do not mind at all..." She shrugged and grinned

The Undertaker began to walk beside her at a slow pace.

She smiled. "So undertaker... What do you do around here?"

"Take souls, haunt people, the works."

"Sounds like fun.." She chuckled

"Trust me, it is."

"Hmm... Interesting!"

The Undertaker looked ahead as they walked closer to the tree line.

"So..." She asked biting her lip

"What do you do around here, besides run and bump into people?"

((The Undertaker looks like this.))

"Oh.." She blushed. "I jog.. And draw.. What about you?"

"Besides my darker hobbies, I like walking and flying, to name a few."

"Ah! So you don't just stand in people's way..? Have them run into you?"

"No, I'm a demon. I can fly when I want to."

"Well... That's fascinating."