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Open RP Post


⊛ find a character you want to play with and respond to their thread. can't find who you want? let me know!
⊛ we can make up a scenario, adapt a meme of some sort, or... something else? whatever the fuck we want.
⊛ if you need ideas, the random scenario meme has just about anything you could want.
⊛ wanna do a picture prompt? we can do some picture prompts.
⊛ FUCK YEAH WE'RE TOTALLY ROLEPLAYING RIGHT NOW!!!

Handy-Dandy Quick Links:
Vanessa Cleveland ⊛ Catty Turner ⊛ Finnick Odair ⊛ Belle Beaumont ⊛ Chloe Saunders
Commander Shepard ⊛ Piper McLean ⊛ Jordan Langley ⊛ Jaime Lannister ⊛ Eli Keaton
Sally Malik ⊛ Corey Carling ⊛ Shadow ⊛ Fenris ⊛ Meetra Surik
Revan ⊛ Keiko Nakagawa ⊛ Alyss Heart ⊛ Ava ⊛ James
Percy Jackson ⊛ Frank Zhang ⊛ Helen ⊛ Jason Grace ⊛ David Levin
April O'Neil ⊛ Galen Marek ⊛ Reyna ⊛ Jackson Swift ⊛ Jaime Reyes
Fran Zhang (AU) ⊛ Jasa Grace (AU) ⊛ Piper McLean (AU) ⊛ Gretel ⊛ Sirius Black
Cullen ⊛ Liv Durand ⊛ Maddie Moss ⊛ Daniel Bianchi ⊛ Finley Odair (AU)
Persephone Jackson (AU) ⊛ Derek Hale ⊛ Raleigh Becket ⊛ Allison Argent ⊛ Liam Hunt
Seph McCauley ⊛ Jonah Kinlock ⊛ Edward Kenway ⊛ Aveline de Grandpre ⊛ Gale Hawthone
Will Scarlet ⊛ Korra ⊛ Carswell Thorne ⊛ Scarlet Benoit

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Joseph "Seph" McCauley | The Heir Chronicles

[efficient]

training. ish. idek just go with it

[traitorously]

"You know, it's weird." She's sitting on a low wall at the edge of a wide training field, absently swinging her legs back and forth as she watches Seph. "We never really trained back home. I mean, I pushed myself further, but it wasn't really like this. People having specific areas and focus and being so....regimented about it. It was like, you had the power, or you didn't." A smile. "I'm guessing it wasn't exactly the same for you."

dfgh okay i will do my best

[efficient]

Seph tilts his head as he looks up at her, shaking curls from his face. "It's the same where I'm from. You're born with the power, but it's not going to go anywhere if you don't do anything for it." A smirk slides across his face. "Also not training is like letting a rabid dog run free in a park full of kids."

[traitorously]

Her head tilts back, but it's for a totally different reason. There's a small (large) chance that she's just kind of admiring him right now. Especially those curls. "I guess it's easier to accept some things if you actually have to work for them. it might've been nice to actually have someone who could train us, instead of just having to stumble along. But, it is what it is!" She pouts at him. "I'm pretty sure you just insulted me."

[efficient]

That's nothing unusual, really. Not for Seph. He's been told that he's good looking. What was it that Leesha had said? Something about how he looked like a god. So he recognizes the way Catty looks at him before looking away from her again and rolling his neck. "Hey, you're telling me. I didn't even meet another wizard until..."

Until the Havens.

A dead look crosses over his face before he becomes animated again. "Well, not until I was about sixteen." A grin. "You're a lot prettier than a rabid dog, Cujo."

[traitorously]

That dead look intrigues her more than how pretty he is, to be honest. The temptation to rummage around in his mind is there, but she's not convinced that he wouldn't be able to sense her there. Which is not a conversation she really wants to have at the moment.

"I was fifteen." She accepts the change in subject easily. "When I found out what I was, that is. The powers were all there before it." The compliment makes her laugh, pressing her wrist to her forehead in a mock swoon. "Why Mr. McCauley, I do declare." He gets a wink. "So are you."

[efficient]

"I was younger." It's like some kind of competition now. "But, uh. The woman who raised me didn't exactly trust wizards. It's and underguild thing." He doesn't trust them either. Not really.

Seph laughs at the expression, crossing his arms over his chest. "Thanks?"

[traitorously]

"That must've sucked." She'd thought being a Daughter was awesome when she'd first found out, and it is, but...things are different, in hindsight. "Aren't you a wizard, though? Wasn't there like, an issue with that?"

Her hand flops back to the wall so she can steady herself. "You're welcome! It's not every guy who gets a compliment from Catty Turner, you know. You should be honoured."

[efficient]

"Well, she kind of thought being raised by a sorcerer could keep the wizard part of me out of it. But magic is magic, and it can't really be stopped." Maria had been a good mother to him, though. And she'd instilled the right kind of uncertainty about wizards that he still needs.

"I've never had a greater honor in my life."

[traitorously]

"Wait." The way she looks at him shifts, becomes legitimately curious. Tales about abilities and things are way more interesting than his face, to be honest. "There's a difference between sorcerers and wizards?"

The flirting gets dropped, too. She can pick that up any time.

[efficient]

Rude, Catty. His face is beautiful. "Yeah. Wizards are more about word magic, making things happen. Sorcerers work with items, like weapons and potions."

He's always surprised when people ask that question. After all, they're two different words. Why wouldn't they be different?

[traitorously]

She takes a moment to consider that. "So there's like, no crossover at all? What stops a wizard from working with weapons and potions?"

[efficient]

"The fact that it's beneath them to do."

Wizard pride and all.

[eliciting]

[efficient]

[You know what's the best thing about winning a war? Practically nothing, in Seph's opinion, considering the losses they've had, considering the mess they have to clean up and a secret world they have to put back together despite the protests of a certain group who act more like children than actual children.

But the upside of it all is, Maddie's here. Actually here. Not running away from him, not deciding that this is too much for her and over. On one hand, that's a little impossible now.

He's glad it's a choice for her to be with him, though.

He wraps an arm around her shoulder, tugging her closer. The downtime is good, that limbo they're sitting in before she goes off to school and before councils are formed. Out here, it's just them and the sky and nothing else.] I'm glad the weather decided to hold up.

[eliciting]

[It's hard to imagine everything as being... over, what with she's found herself stepping into. It's not that she's going to flee from it or anything, but Maddie's pretty sure she'll take any breaks from it that she can. Now counts. Now definitely counts, as much as she's excited for Chicago, too.]

[It's also pretty nice to no longer be afraid of hurting Seph either, so there are basically no complaints at all when he tugs her in. If anything, she just sort of shifts herself more comfortably against him.]

You probably just jinxed it. [Who's expecting rain now?? This girl. But maybe it's partial teasing, too.]

[efficient]

[Seph smiles softly, both at the way she leans into him and the way she teases him. Like that wall that had been built up between them has all but crumbled down. There's not much else left in this world that can drive another wedge between them.

Or so he hopes. He ignores the craving for the flame, and he ignores the fact that none of them are out of the woods yet.

That's a problem for another moment.] If it does, you do know that I could take care of it. Whatever it is.

[eliciting]

[She makes a noise that's sort of a sigh, but more like something mock-resigned.]

A magical umbrella, huh? [She wriggles her feet, poking her toes together. Maddie knows he's more than capable, but it doesn't mean she'll jump on it. It's such a small task compared to what he's done in the past, but she can't easily forget the toll all of that took on him either.] Let's just - leave all that out of it, if we can. I don't mind a little drizzle. [A beat.] Thunderstorms would be a different story.

[But the sky's pretty clear, so she'll hope if it does rain, it is only a drizzle at worst. In the meantime she just wants to appreciate Seph without anything else magical happening at the same time. Without anything related to what's waiting for them once they're back in Trinity.]

[efficient]

A little drizzle could still drown us out. [Seph squints up at the sky, scoping it out, but he knows that she's a little hesitant. He can't blame her. He can't blame anyone for that but himself, he guesses.] I don't see anything, so I'm sure we're good.

[He tilts his head, brushing his lips across her temple. And then her cheek, because why not. They're alone, together, and for now, nothing is wrong in the world.]

[eliciting]

It wouldn't drown us out too bad. And it might be kind of fun to dance in the rain. [She almost doesn't suggest it, but it sort of slips out anyway.]

[And then she's smiling despite herself when she feels his lips over her temple, her cheek. It's such a small gesture, but it's nice, it's calming, and it sort of reminds her of everything about Seph she tried to ignore, that she doesn't have to anymore. She missed him a lot more than she was comfortable with. Her hand wriggles around, looking for his free one and taking it easily but gently in response.]

[efficient]

[His eyebrows shoot up at the comment. Dancing in the rain, huh? Dancing in general.

When she takes his hand, he threads his fingers through hers easily enough, squeezing it as gently as she holds his own. There's something right about this, that fits together as well as their hands do. It has felt like, since she left, that there was this weight on his chest, something binding him and tightening slowly. It's at ease now.]

I could probably call up a little rain if that's what you really want. [A beat.] Or we could just dance without it.

[eliciting]

[It almost feels silly, that urge to go with his suggestion completely. There isn't even any music.]

[But she kind of wants to. She shifts a bit, if only so she can get a better look at his face, where she traces with her eyes the contours she's drawn too many times to count.] No magic tonight, remember? [Maddie pauses, but she looks contemplating and maybe there's still a soft, half smiling expression there, too.] It's definitely not necessary though. For dancing, I mean.

[efficient]

No magic. [He nods in agreement. That's fine. He can live without it. For a few hours, at least.

A grin spreads across his face at her acceptance of the idea, and he climbs to his feet, holding his hand out to her. There's a light in his eyes that hasn't been there in who knows how long now.] Well then. Maddie Moss, would you do me the pleasure of dancing with me on this clear, musicless night?

[eliciting]

[Maddie sort of stares at him for a moment, but the look on his face has a smile growing a little brighter on her own. She's missed that lightness in him. She reaches up and takes his hand, using it to pull herself up, but she doesn't let go once she's standing.]

As long as you promise not to step on my toes.

[efficient]

[He pulls her in closer when she stands up, keeping the hand he's holding firmly in his grasp as his other arm wraps around her waist. He waits a moment, just looking at her before he begins moving them in slow circles.] Only if you give me the same promise. I'm a little delicate.