- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Genres
- Fantasy, Horror and Sci-fi. I'll try basically anything though. I also love strange and unusual RP genre concepts. Different is good!
Riley let out a sigh that must have weighed a thousands, because he felt considerably lighter after the motel manager left. For the time being his stress melted away, it seemed that he had pulled it off, the near perfect crime. IF only he could find a way to ditch this girl who shared his name, she was beginning to get on his nerves. Its like she was never happy, what the hell was he supposed to do? Sure he had showed up in her life and most likely ruined her day, but its not like he planned it that way.
Feeling a little better, Riley decided to play with her a bit. He walked up behind her, seeing as she was having a "moment", what the hell was it with crazy girls and their moments? He pressed his body against hers, slowly bring his hand down her shoulder, onto the wrist that still clutched the gun. Then, in one fluid motion, spun her around and pinned her arm against the wall with the gun pointing up. Next he leaned close to her, she smelt good, staring deep into her eyes. He could see anger mixed with relief in her face, not weakness, but at the same time not the overpowering anger that it held before.
"You did good, see how well things go when we work together" He moved his hand down to her hip, sliding it in her pocket and yanking out the cash, after all it was his.
"But this." He said, mockingly waving it in front of her face "Is mine"
Feeling a little better, Riley decided to play with her a bit. He walked up behind her, seeing as she was having a "moment", what the hell was it with crazy girls and their moments? He pressed his body against hers, slowly bring his hand down her shoulder, onto the wrist that still clutched the gun. Then, in one fluid motion, spun her around and pinned her arm against the wall with the gun pointing up. Next he leaned close to her, she smelt good, staring deep into her eyes. He could see anger mixed with relief in her face, not weakness, but at the same time not the overpowering anger that it held before.
"You did good, see how well things go when we work together" He moved his hand down to her hip, sliding it in her pocket and yanking out the cash, after all it was his.
"But this." He said, mockingly waving it in front of her face "Is mine"