- Invitation Status
- Posting Speed
- Speed of Light
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- Online Availability
- Past 3 p.m on weekdays; quite sporadic. Generally all day on the weekends unless something is going on.
- Writing Levels
- Give-No-Fucks
- Elementary
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Primarily Prefer Male
- Genres
- Fantasy, magic, romance, yaoi, action, adventure, almost anything really.
Christian, during his coffee routine, had thought that if he got dressed he could possibly still get a chance at the mission at the airport. He lived relatively close to it and he wouldn't bother taking a car. His long legs were there for a reason.
So here he was, sprinting down the city streets and sliding past everyone in his way. Saying a meager 'sorry' if he had run into them but if he knocked something out of their hands he'd spend the extra minute or so helping them put the object back in their arms. Christian was running out of breath now, but the airport was right in front of him. So picking up his pace again he jogged, brown eyes searching for the area where he knew taxis were. He came up on a whole bunch and tried scanning over them for Lily, or Ms. Martin, spotting someone helping a young man who seemed to be bleeding from the head.
Gasping for breath he walked over to that taxi and he had spotted Ms. Martin's bright hair inside the car, leaning over to the open door.. Sure his appearance was unexpected, but he was assigned to this task and he really wasn't one to not do what he was told regarding his tasks. "Ms. Martin, ma'am! I apologize for my tardiness. I was assigned to this task as well but I overslept and I'm just glad I made it here in time," he greeted between sharp intakes of breath, bowing his head. It was his signature trait, bowing to everyone he met or bowing for an apology.
So here he was, sprinting down the city streets and sliding past everyone in his way. Saying a meager 'sorry' if he had run into them but if he knocked something out of their hands he'd spend the extra minute or so helping them put the object back in their arms. Christian was running out of breath now, but the airport was right in front of him. So picking up his pace again he jogged, brown eyes searching for the area where he knew taxis were. He came up on a whole bunch and tried scanning over them for Lily, or Ms. Martin, spotting someone helping a young man who seemed to be bleeding from the head.
Gasping for breath he walked over to that taxi and he had spotted Ms. Martin's bright hair inside the car, leaning over to the open door.. Sure his appearance was unexpected, but he was assigned to this task and he really wasn't one to not do what he was told regarding his tasks. "Ms. Martin, ma'am! I apologize for my tardiness. I was assigned to this task as well but I overslept and I'm just glad I made it here in time," he greeted between sharp intakes of breath, bowing his head. It was his signature trait, bowing to everyone he met or bowing for an apology.