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Fantasy
Forum-Index → Roleplay → FantasyTriss clenched her lead dagger, her teeth gritted as she stared at Drew. "Hello, Ruth. How have you been?" Drew purred, as if nothing had ever happened between them. He still couldn't pull that off, though, it was like Triss had cast a thick cost of ice between them. Her scowl hardened in place, and her eyes flared with anger. "You don't have the right to call me that, traitor." She hissed. He smirked slyly, which made Triss want to slap his with a waffle maker (or something). "It is your real name, after all. Nobody has the ''right'' to call you that." He retorted.
"And it'll stay that way." Triss growled. Drew chuckled, and step towards her. "What do you want?" Triss snapped. Drew's finger traced along her wrists, and Triss mentally scolded herself for letting him get one foot close to her. Her eyes watered in pain as a cuff of light was cast across her wrists, so strong that it burned. She really hated Drew. She didn't move. He circled around her, as if inspecting for any threats. Her pried the dagger out of her clenched fist, and stored it into his pocket.
Drew's hands cupped her cheeks, and he looked into her eyes seriously. "I want you to join Lacey and I. We can be together like we were before, but freely." He said. "Drew..." Triss muttered softly. "You are such an idiot. First you betray all of us, and then you come back to see if you can convince me? I'm not a lovesick puppet, light-boy." She said. It made her uncomfortable how close he was to her. She let her anger surface with a poker-face, and Drew screamed in agony. His fingers turned to a deadly gravestone-grey, and crinkled like an old man's skin. The handcuffs of light faded off, although her skin was burned with the mark and was giving off steam. She ran all the way until she reached the Nature household.
Age: 16
Appearance: A long braid with a green tip for her hair, she also wears a dark purple hooded cloak, and she usually wears a light green dress which touches her knees, and wears black boots.
Category(Darkness, Light, Weather or Nature): Nature
How long has(your RP character) been at camp: 1 1/2 years.
Weapon(NOT optional): Nellie has a crossbow and dual daggers, she also has a pet snake which she tamed and is half poisonous.
If it would make you happy,
I'll give my most precious thing to you.
Even if it turns out we can't meet for a second time,
A smile will always bloom in my heart.
Goodbye..
-Vana n' Ice, The Last Supper.