- Posting Speed
- One post per week
- Online Availability
- WEEKDAY : Hardly online since I might be at home around 8 P.M. WEEKEND : Higher chance to be online. Can still handle OOC, but IC post needs more time
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- Fantasy, Modern Fantasy, Adventure, Action, Supernatural, Magical, Medieval
INTERACTION : @SashaBliss @Maximus @GreenSea
MENTION : -
[fieldbox="NOELLE HELBY, crimson, dashed, 10, Georgia"]"Sorry pal, gentleman act won't work on me. I'm not giving my name for random guy," she threw a playful smile, more like a smirk actually, but she didn't care and might probably better to let it became a smirk. She looked at Zak and shrugged, "I don't know what kind of crew you want on your ship, just make sure he doesn't cause so much trouble and making me works extra hours to fix his wound," Noelle liked anything about medicine, including tending someone's wound. She just hated when someone didn't take care themself just because they thought they had doctor. Noelle appreciated life more than anything else, but it didn't mean she care... Yeah, Noelle was so complicated.
The doctor stood up to stretch her body, only to find another man coming, asking to be... paid? and calling Zak 'Captain'? Noelle raised her brow and leaned her body to the male, "Who the hell are you?" She shifted her eyes to Zak, "We don't even have enough money even though he says he will do anything...." a devil grin painted on her face, "Maybe we can just... sell him to the slavery? He SAID he WOULD do anything, right?" Before she got any answers, Raika walked outside which actually made her confused. I thought he wants to join the crew... What's going on? [/fieldbox]