Manna Beast
I don't trust trees. They're shady.
Original poster
5 STAR GREMLIN
STAFF MEMBER
DONATING MEMBER
MYTHICAL MEMBER
- Invitation Status
- Not accepting invites at this time
- Posting Speed
- Speed of Light
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- Multiple posts per week
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Online Availability
- All day, every day
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Primarily Prefer Male
- Genres
- -Fantasy with means of magic and sword based feelings, i do prefer a bit of romance in stories
-Modern with again a fantasy feel
-Cut in anything with a bit of Romance and I can give it a try.
He made a good leader, level headed when he wanted to be and scouted out ahead to make sure things were safe. It was hard not to feel a level of safe security when within his reach. He led, she followed with a gentle tug at her lips.
Though coming to the store, there was a wide curiosity blossoming in her eyes almost as if she was disbelieving the very thing before her face. Such things still existed? With his nudge and release of her hand telling her to go get a cart, Kyrie blinked at him. It was real.
"Oh.... okay?" she nearly asked what she was suppose to do with the cart, but Kade did well to tell her that before she had too. Anything with a longer shelf life. Okay that was reasonable. But she paused considering the danger of the place. Again Kade seemed to read her mind, lifting her face up to look at him with the pale light proving a slight outline to him, she nodded. "You don't know that.... you don't know how... klutzy I can be." she murmured the last part tapping her index fingers together. But he left her to her own devices.
Watching him fade towards the back the woman looked around trying to absorb the scene slowly. This was real, there were still places that held things of worth. She'd never been able to make it here on her own, probably walk into a radiation pocket without Kade.
Smirking to herself at how he was leading her literally like a wounded lamb, Kyrie grabbed said cart and began her trek down the aisle. Looking left and right, humming and awing picking through when she knew something was okay and leaving the rest behind. It was quiet in here... too quiet...
Looking up to the ceiling, Kyrie giggled gently to herself. "Marco?"
Though coming to the store, there was a wide curiosity blossoming in her eyes almost as if she was disbelieving the very thing before her face. Such things still existed? With his nudge and release of her hand telling her to go get a cart, Kyrie blinked at him. It was real.
"Oh.... okay?" she nearly asked what she was suppose to do with the cart, but Kade did well to tell her that before she had too. Anything with a longer shelf life. Okay that was reasonable. But she paused considering the danger of the place. Again Kade seemed to read her mind, lifting her face up to look at him with the pale light proving a slight outline to him, she nodded. "You don't know that.... you don't know how... klutzy I can be." she murmured the last part tapping her index fingers together. But he left her to her own devices.
Watching him fade towards the back the woman looked around trying to absorb the scene slowly. This was real, there were still places that held things of worth. She'd never been able to make it here on her own, probably walk into a radiation pocket without Kade.
Smirking to herself at how he was leading her literally like a wounded lamb, Kyrie grabbed said cart and began her trek down the aisle. Looking left and right, humming and awing picking through when she knew something was okay and leaving the rest behind. It was quiet in here... too quiet...
Looking up to the ceiling, Kyrie giggled gently to herself. "Marco?"