- Invitation Status
- Not accepting invites at this time
- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- Multiple posts per week
- 1-3 posts per week
- Online Availability
- I have Thursdays off between two jobs. I am usually available on Wednesdays and Sundays, too. I will usually respond in the evenings, if I can, on the days I work.
- Writing Levels
- Adept
- Advanced
- Prestige
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Primarily Prefer Male
- Genres
- Fantasy, Romance, Medieval, Futuristic, Apocalyptic, Sci-Fi, Modern, Action, Adventure, some High-Fantasy, Lord of the Rings, Pacific Rim, King Arthur, anything Game of Thrones-esque
Keene's brows rose and a slight smile, amused, crossed his face as he studied the white-haired female on the other side of the glass. She really was interesting to him. He kept seeing her. He didn't see a lot of people multiple times very often unless they were important, but what was so important about this pale, beautiful creature before him? Was SHE the reason he was here? Somehow that thought both intrigued and irritated him to no end.
Realizing Tessa wanted an answer to her second question, he brought his focus back to her. "I feel like I just had someone try to scoop my brain out with a spoon while simultaneously lighting every nerve in my body on fire." he deadpanned and then just as quickly sighed, closing his eyes and rubbing his temples with his fingers. He couldn't remember the last time he'd answered so many questions - yes, even giving away this much information was rare for him - and Keene knew it had been years and years since anyone had been allowed to witness him being weak. And he had absolutely NO idea why he felt it was okay to do around Tessa.
Stars, maybe it was just the side effects of the drug...or maybe the withdrawals? Galaxies, those were going to suck, but he was much less looking forward to what came when the withdrawals settled down and left entirely. No, don't think about it. Don't think about it, Keene. Kinda hard not to, though. I can already feel the difference...
The hybrid sought distraction and Tessa was available. "Why did you help me?" He really, really wanted to know the answer that burning question.
Realizing Tessa wanted an answer to her second question, he brought his focus back to her. "I feel like I just had someone try to scoop my brain out with a spoon while simultaneously lighting every nerve in my body on fire." he deadpanned and then just as quickly sighed, closing his eyes and rubbing his temples with his fingers. He couldn't remember the last time he'd answered so many questions - yes, even giving away this much information was rare for him - and Keene knew it had been years and years since anyone had been allowed to witness him being weak. And he had absolutely NO idea why he felt it was okay to do around Tessa.
Stars, maybe it was just the side effects of the drug...or maybe the withdrawals? Galaxies, those were going to suck, but he was much less looking forward to what came when the withdrawals settled down and left entirely. No, don't think about it. Don't think about it, Keene. Kinda hard not to, though. I can already feel the difference...
The hybrid sought distraction and Tessa was available. "Why did you help me?" He really, really wanted to know the answer that burning question.