Multiple RPs discussion

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Laya was sweeping.

Naomi sat down in her room, looking out at the rain. She wondered why it was never sunny in her father's land.

Cassadee walked through the halls of the castel and knocked on Naomi's door.

Laya was told to set the table for the princess's dinner.

Naomi looked through the keyhole in her door to make sure that it wasn't her father or someone he was trying to make her marry. She smiled and swung the door open when she was sure it was Cassadee.

"Hello Priencess"

"Hey. So… what did you need?" She asked, feeling relieved that she was able to just talk to someone without having to impress them.

Cassadee looked down. "Your father sent me to tell you the Lacan Prince is here"

((I was think the Lacan would be like the enemy kingdom. I'll create the character if you want))

((Emily?))

((Cool. Is he a suitor for Naomi or a love interest for your character. And, sorry I was gone. I had to eat dinner and shower.))

((G2G! Sorry I randomly disappeared. Bye!))

(ooh, can i make the lacan prince :D))

((Sure. VOTE ON THE POLL ON THE BOTTOM OF THE PAGE!!!))

♦Rayana♦ wrote: "(ooh, can i make the lacan prince :D))"
((Sure))

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((i would like to hop in...))

((Okay yeah its not much of a rp right now no offense to anyone))

((i know. but still))

((oh, and i have that lacan prince ya wanted...mimi, wanna rp between him and rae?))

((We need people. I'm going to invite pretty much everyone I know to this group/RP.))

((ooh, sure thing ray. you start?))

((kay))

Drake stood in the edge of the forest, the light breeze blowing his blonde hair in his eyes. He looked around, frowning slightly. Everyone from the other castle had been casting fleeting glances at him, spreading rumors. They didn't like him, he could tell, not only for his looks, but also for his charms. He smirked darkly as he thought of his home, and how his father treated him like scum from the street; he was still spoiled by his mother, though...but she was ill...

((Emily I kinda need u to reply If you don't mind?))

raechelle swore under her breath as her target moved; the poison arrow was headed right for the head of someone looking far too regal to be wandering the forests. "watch out!" she called, running towards where the arrow would surely hit.

Drake glanced to the side, then caught the arrow inbetween his index finger and thumb. The arrow quivered a bit. Drake raised an eyebrow as he turned to face Raechelle. "I believe this is yours," he said in his voice that was both soft and slightly feminine.

she skidded to a halt to avoid running into him. "nice," she commented, taking it from him and placing it in the quiver strapped to her back. "thanks,"

"Anytime," he said and tilted his head to the side, a questioning look in his green eyes. "You seem familiar...what's your name?" he inquired.

"raechelle," she replied, nodding in acknowledgement.

He thought for a moment, before holding out his slender hand. "Drake. Drake Taylor," he said, assuming that she would know the name. The silver rings on his fingers glittered as the sun fell over them.

she looked pleasantly surprised. "ah," she replied, shaking his hand firmly. "wondered when i'd get to meet you,"

He smiled slightly. "So you've heard the name?" he asked, releasing his grip after a moment.

"once or twice," she said vaguely.

"Not surprised," he sighed, then shrugged lightly and put his hands lightly on his hips. "And what, may I ask, were you doing with that arrow earlier?"

"i happen to be an assassin," she informed him, speaking slowly. "but i was just doing target practice. deer and game like that. the deer moved; sorry about that,"

He nodded, before looking into the forest as if he saw something there. "An assassin, eh? Haven't heard about you folk in a while," he smirked slightly, "But then again, I practically live under a rock."

"yeah, i know how that is." she replied, shaking her head indulgently.

He sighed quietly, looking older than he actually was for a moment. He then looked back at her, silent.

she raised an eyebrow. "i miss something?"

He shook his head. "No, I'm just.." he paused. "thinking."

((gtg soon))

((nooo!!))

"oh, well, dont let me get in your way," she murmured, turning around.

"I should get going anyway," he ran a hand through is hair.

she sighed quietly. "i suppose..." she said, looking at the position of the sun. almost five, maybe.

He glanced at her, before walking away.

she rolled her eyes. "that was polite," she muttered sarcastically. she glanced once over her shoulder before pulling another arrow from her quiver. she aimed well and let go. she didnt miss this time; doubted she would miss much else.

Naomi sighed and began brushing her hair. "I assume my suitor is coming?" She asked, tying her hair up with a lace ribbon.

" I do not really know Princess"

"Oh you know how I hate that formal crap people try and push on me," she said, tying the straps on her dress.

"Sorry Miss. Do you need help?"

"Yes please."