Off to a Flying Start [Open RP]

Oct 12, 2010 20:14

The air was still crisp with the previous night's downpour, the grass was laced with a fine layer of water that made the green look lighter. When China walked a path to the centre of the Quidditch Pitch, her steps were unmistakable. She was dressed fashionably, which meant; not idealistically, for the cold dawn. He wore black tailored three- ( Read more... )

admiral zex, china sorrows, rp

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adm_zex October 13 2010, 01:03:35 UTC
Zex had been wandering around, enjoying the flora and fauna under the light of Earth's star. He'd been enjoying the human's antics, but at the sight of her crashing to the ground he got concerned.

"Are you in good health?" The green alien loomed over her.

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chinasorrows October 19 2010, 08:30:05 UTC
Her fingers dug into the soil, digging up the blades of grass, drawing in a breath that soon stabbed her in her lower rib-cage. She had also broken a rib. She looked up at Zex, her usually elegant features twisted and gnarled into angry lines and shadows. She grunted and awkwardly sat herself upright, not nearly kneeling so much as slumped to one side, leaning on her good arm. Her broken limb lay lamely in her lap as she bent herself, with agony, so as to not weigh down her broken rib. Afterward she glowered at Zex's feet. 'I'm just peachy,' she jibed, pride stricken and looking a mess after an arrogant attempt on her part to master Broomflight.

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edited for present tense stupidity adm_zex October 19 2010, 20:02:49 UTC
The woman had been lying down, with an expression that suggested either extreme pain or extreme erotic pleasure. Zex peered into her face and twisted one of his arms in puzzlement, but finally had to admit he didn't know what was really going on. "Peachy means...good?" he asked eventually, in a hesitant tone, far from his usual voice. And she was angry. Why?

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