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[ashehole]

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

Comments

[excusing]

[ Whoops. That's just further incentive for Heather to show off. That might get her in trouble but it may other further this little experiment forming in the back of her mind. ]

I hope we do a good job, anyway!

[ There's her never ending supply of optimism. ]

[dutysexual]

[There's a nod from Reyna now, that small smile still teasing across her lips, like it doesn't quite know if it should stay or not. Must be the effect of a Venus demigod, she thinks. Right?]

I have no doubts that you will. Particularly if you feel like you need to impress me now that I've said I'll be paying closer attention.

[excusing]

[ Around her back, Heather wraps her hand over forearm, lifting her eyebrows at the challenge presented. And then she smiles, because she knows what kind of power that simple expression has.

Since they're here and it's just the two of them, she may as well ask the question. ]

How do I go about really impressing you?

[dutysexual]

[Her smile is... nice. A little wild, she thinks, smug. Like she knows the power behind it, which is understandable, Reyna thinks.

She arches an eyebrow back. Nobody has asked that of her before.]

Now, if I gave the answers to that, you wouldn't have to work as hard to figure it out.

[Is she flirting? Is this flirting???]

[excusing]

[ Under normal circumstances, she might give a friend or flirt subject a little nudge but she keeps her distance, still, because it's more interesting to her. She doesn't want to push Reyna too far too soon. What does Heather want, anyway? Rare friendly conversation is one thing, but it also seems like she's opening it up to other things.

Perhaps she's just reading into it -- but, wait. As a child of a Venus, she should have better intuition. Go with the gut. Totally flirting. ]

You want me to work for it, if I'm hearing you correctly. I can do that.

[dutysexual]

[Reyna pauses, glancing at Heather from the corner of her eye. There's a part of her that feels uncomfortable. Not because Heather is another girl or because maybe, just maybe, she feels a slight attraction here. It's because flirting is really out of her realm of expertise, and Reyna doesn't like not knowing where her footing is.]

Exactly. Anything earned too easily isn't really worth keeping at that point.

[excusing]

[ For all her obliviousness, Heather is acutely aware that she is a lot better at this than most people. She was blessed with the ability to pick up easily on emotions, on body language and changes in voice. What good it did her here, though, having spent her first year pining over a boy from home. That life is behind her.

Anyway, there are new, interesting people to catch her attention. ]

I'm kind of unorthodox sometimes.

[dutysexual]

I've been noticing. [Not much, Reyna thinks. But now that she has noticed Heather, previous times pop up into her head. Other games before, training. Dining. It's strange, and a little awkward, and it makes Reyna curious. Her lips purse a bit. Curiosity is a terrible thing, even at the best of times.]

Unorthodox methods can be a double-edged sword. There is an order to follow here in the legion. [Her hands clasp behind her back as they walk, chin tilting up. Despite her words, there's a slight teasing tone.] Of course, unless you act outside of the box, you're still nothing more than a drone. Differences get noticed.

[excusing]

[ The fact that she does not 100% hate her for being that way is simply astonishing. Heather lifts her eyebrows, swallowing a small laugh. ]

Damn. Like, you're telling me to play by rules but not? [ Okay, she has to laugh, just a little bit. ] That's what people call mixed signals in the dating world.

[dutysexual]

[Reyna hates very few people. The list includes Octavian at the moment, and that's pretty much about it. Even then, she really just wants to punch him in the face until he bleeds.]

Some rules were meant to be bent a little to do what's best. [A good life philosophy to live by. And then Reyna pauses. Whoa, whoa.] It's... I'm not giving mixed signals.

[excusing]

[ Heather would sit on him while Reyna punches him, if she asked. Watching her beat him to a pulp would be satisfying enough for her, really.

She can't help but dissolve into giggles, covering her mouth with the back of her hand. ]

Noo! That was me teasing you, Reyna.

[dutysexual]

[there's a faint blush that crawls up her neck and settles on her cheeks but she absolutely, positively ignores it as though it doesn't exist. A frown twitches at the corners of her mouth.]

It's been so long since anyone's dared to tease me. [Hylla was the last, she thinks. Nobody messes with Reyna. But maybe that's what makes Heather different, makes her outside of the box.]

[excusing]

[ Along the way, Heather picks up the pace, skipping forward until Reyna speaks again and she turns to face her, just in time to see the redness creep over her cheeks. ] Gods, really? There's no harm in it, not in mine, anyway.

[ She waggles her fingers, palms out in a defenseless gesture. ] Hope that's okay.

[dutysexual]

[No harm in it. Yes, Reyna agrees. It's not malicious in any sense. In fact, the way Heather teases makes her feel like she almost belongs. Which is silly. Reyna knows she belongs here, with her fellow Romans, watching out for them all. But that sort of position keeps her removed.]

It's fine. [Another rare smile, becoming more common by the moment.] It's kind of nice, actually.

[excusing]

[ And that is a whole lot of pressure for a teenage girl. There should be a dose of normalcy for anyone, even living under these circumstances. It's why Heather often acts the way she does, occasionally getting herself into trouble because she misses how that feels. ]

You maybe should smile more. [ She tries to make that sound like a compliment, as opposed to criticism, or, worse, a command. ] It's good on you.

[dutysexual]

I don't have a lot of reasons to smile. [It's both easy enough to confess, and hard at the same time. But she trusts that Heather isn't going to talk about her once this conversation is over.]

You think so? [Compliments are also something that never happens often with Reyna these days.]

[excusing]

I get that the job's not easy. But you have everyone's respect now, so. You know, it's good to let your hair down, or whatever.

[ Master of letting one's hair down, this one is. She would not mind at all, being of assistance, only if asked. ] This's a good start, anyway. [ Meaning the walk, though she might add that the flirting part was good too. ]

[dutysexual]

[There's a snort at that, and Reyna shoots Heather a look that says something like, "Gurl, no."] In order to keep respect, I have to continue on the same path that I'm on. There's no real way to bend here, one way or the other.

[She glances at the ground, briefly.] Are you suggesting that I walk with all of the legion?

[excusing]

Okay, not saying that you should act totally unprofessional or - walk with everyone separately.

I know I'd like a leader who commanded my respect, but, like, also knew a thing or two about me, or made an attempt to, even if they didn't remember all the little facts. [ She clucks her tongue, frustrated. ] I don't think I'm saying it right.

[dutysexual]

[Reyna shakes her head.] No, I think I understand your point. [She's quiet for a moment.] I know things about you all. Facts, small details. But I'm not sure if that's what you mean, exactly.

[excusing]

I guess ... [ It's only now that Heather starts to back away from the subject. She knows she isn't eloquent, and explaining herself to Reyna, of all people, numbs her tongue. A beat passes. ]

I guess my point was that, to me, you seem so separate from the others. I guess that's what some leaders have to do to lead. But now, it's like - I like talking to you. That's all.

[dutysexual]

[I like talking to you. Now that's... something Reyna doesn't hear often. Or at all. Like ever. Not even Jason has said that to her, and they spend time together the most.

Her head tilts a bit, braid flopping over her shoulder as she glances at Heather.] I... like talking to you, too. It's refreshing. I worry about letting others see me with any guard down, just in case.

[excusing]

[ Refreshing. That's a pleasing word to her ears, like she's a glass of lemonade. She doesn't even try to mask the swell of pride when she breathes in. ]

We're all human, Reyna. I already feel a little closer to you. Like, a little bit. Like I could come to you with any question.

[dutysexual]

You could have come to me before this. [But even as Reyna says it, she knows why people wouldn't feel that way, feel comfortable enough. Heather's right; she has kept her distance. It's been for all the right - and all the wrong - reasons, but that doesn't change it.]

But I'm glad you feel that way. It's... a nice feeling. [A beat.] I feel the same way.