Creative RolePlay! discussion

Hariel sits in a booth at the cafe, this is normally where she hangs around when she isnt running from place to place

Emily comes in and sits in a booth by herself

Hariel flips through a magizine, keeping her head down. Even though she was far away from her hometown, someone may reconize her face and turn her in.

Emily stares at Lian. 'An alien or costom?' she thought as she looked at the menu

Emily smiled at the strange girl. "Hey...that a coustom or are you an alien?" Normally she wouldn't ask if people where aliens, yet that would be stupid since she knew she's a magical creature

((haha :) ))

Hariel takes a drink from her lemonade

(oh well i just pictured a purple alien thing..sorry)
Emily blushed. "Did i say alien? Sorry I was reading an alien sci-fi book earlier. I meant are you african or australian or asian or american."

Cherry walked into the café. She had some time before her foster mother got home. She didn't know anybody there but that was normal. She asked to be reassigned every 6 months. Moving was easy. It made her feel safe even when her foster parents were crazy. Anything was better than the lab where she came from.

She saw two girls about her age talking together and decided to make some friends. She walked up to them. "Hi" she said "I'm Cherry."

((Sorry for barging in. I do that sometimes.))

"Emily." Emily said to Cherry. She looked at the other girl. "What state are you from?"

Hariel heard the bell ring, someone walked into the cafe. She looked up and saw three girls chatting. Hariel breathed a sigh of relief. The authorties almost caught her once, now she was being paranoid

Emily looked at Lian oddly. "France isn't in the USA silly!"

Cherry looked at Lian and cocked her head to the side as if studying a puzzle. "Well which country are you from then?"

Emily thought for s moment and shrugged. "Ok, I can see how you mixed that up. So what part of France are you from?"

Hariel listens to the people talking, then turns back to her magizine

(haha i gtg)
Emily smiled. "Cool! I'm from Washington D.C., but i just moved here."

((bye!))

Lian was odd. There was something off about her and Cherry could just sense it. "How is Paris at this time of year?" she asked. She didn't want to know really. Mostly because she suspected Lian of lying. All Cherry had to do was get her to admit it.

Hariel listens to them, she could tell that the girl who called herself Lian was lying. She could tell when people were lying, it was a skill she had picked up from being on the run

Cherry looked carefully at her. "Which school do you go to?"

"What a coincidence. So do I." Cherry said "I just moved here and I'm starting tomorrow. I guess I'll see you in class then."

Harial smiled. She didnt know why this Lian girl was lying, but dang, she had dug herself a hole

"Bye. See you tomorrow." Cherry said. She smirked. Lian won't be able to keep up her act. Cherry was determined to find out what her secret was.

Cherry turned around and saw a girl sitting not too far from where she was standing. I wonder if she heard us she thought. Cherry walked up to her table. "Hi" she said "I'm Cherry."

Harial looked up from her magizine and smiled, "I'm Harial." she motioned for her to sit down if she wanted

Cherry sat and said, "Nice to meet you. I just moved here from New York."

"Thats cool, I'm staying with my aunt for a little while. Im from Wyoming."

Cherry looked at the Hariel more closely. She could always sense when someone wasn't who they seemed to be. This girl isn't normal either. she thought What is she hiding? "Oh I've never been there. Why'd you leave?" she asked.

"My mum deathly sick and my dad is dead. So she sent me up here to stay for a while." she was always a good lier. And technically she wasnt lying, this is what kinda happened. "So whats your story?"

Hariel took a drink of her lemonade. this girl is hiding something for sure. They way she asks questions like that. She has to hav a secret. she thought

Hariel looked up, "Hi, Im Hariel." she said and motioned for her to sit if she wanted to

"Im from Wyoming, visiting my aunt. Where are you from?" asked Hariel

"Thats cool, so have you lived in France your whole life?" Hariel asked, she had an idea

"Then why dont you have an accent?" got her! thought Hariel

"Really? Well, I love French accents. Could you show me?" she asked

Hariel smiled, she had to give this girl credit. She was good. "You go to school around here? Sorry for all the questions, I havent talked to another person in a while. I can be a bit of a loner." she smiled

Hariel chuckled, "I wish I could ditch, but thats not a possibitly. Im homeschooled."

"Well, my mom usually would but shes back in Wyoming. Right now I have an online program that I use..."

she knew it! this girl was trying to pry infomation out of her. She was defiently was a magic creature.. So she replied, "Yes, my mom, before she became sick, used to tell me stories about mermaids and faries."

"Depends, what do aliens look like." Hariel played along

"Then yes, I think I may have. My mom used to call me crazy for believing in such things. Said they were only stories." Hariel said

"Yes, in a way... different than you may think. What kind of creature are you? Mermaid, fairy, angel?" Hariel

Hariel smiled, "Thats cool. What planet are you from?"

Hariel smiled. "Thats cool. Ya, right away I could tell you were lying. You were good, dont get me wrong, but its a trait i have picked up over they past few years....."

Hariel smirked, "Well, long story short is that i had a messed up family. Ran off, on the run for about 2-2 and a half years. A doctor dude injected me with some kind of weird crap and gave me wings. I can also move things with my mind, can create hallucinations and have good hearing and sight."

"Never knew there was such a thing. The authorities have been after me for a while and I spend most of my time on the run." replies Hariel

"I would love that! Oh, and I'm not a wanted crimminal. Just ran away before age 18 is all." Hariel said reassuringly. She could tell from the look on Lian's face that was the question she wanted to ask

Hariel smiled, "I'd like that. Either one sounds fun. Whichever is your favorite, we will go to."

"Lets go." Hariel says, excited but nervous. She hoped Lian couldnt tell

Hariel follows with delight. She thinks she could actually trust this girl.

((ok, sounds good!))