The Superhumans (Peregrine x Nemopedia)

Peregrine

Waiting for Wit
Original poster
SECURITY DEPARTMENT
Roleplay Invitations
One on One Roleplays
Posting Speed
Several Posts a Day, One Post a Day, One Post a Week, Slow As Molasses
My Usual Online Time
On fairly regularly, every day. I'll notice a PM almost immediately. Replies come randomly.
Writing Levels
Adept, Advanced, Prestige
Genders You Prefer Playing
Primarily Prefer Male, No Preferences
Playing Style- Passive or Aggressive
Fairly aggressive. I'm perfectly happy to guide the story, but if your posts never move the plot forward at all, then we'll have a problem.
Favorite Genres
Modern fantasy is my personal favorite, followed closely by high fantasy and post-apocalyptic, but I can happily play in any genre if the plot is good enough.
Genre You DON'T Like
Not a big fan of purely realistic stories. I want something more than real life in my plots please!
Christian calmed down somewhat at Ella's prompt apology, but there was still a somewhat stubborn frown on his face. He certainly didn't agree with the girl's methods, and that made him disinclined to be helpful. However, it was also true that Christian cared about his grades. He was used to being grouped up with people who barely gave a crap, and having to do a large portion of the work by himself. Having someone to actually share the burden with would be a truly welcome change.

Just as he was about to agree, Christian suddenly caught sight of Leigh in the background, and his brain immediately snapped to the memory of who exactly Ella sat by, and who he regularly saw talking to the other woman. He froze in place. Surely he wouldn't...

"Who else would be in the group?" Christian suddenly asked, trying to keep his voice calm. It truly was too coincidental for him to ignore, and the last thing he wanted was to end up working on a group project with Leigh.
 

Nemopedia

Chaotic Lawful
Roleplay Invitations
Group Roleplays, One on One Roleplays
Posting Speed
Slow As Molasses
My Usual Online Time
GMT +1/2 | CET/CEST | Random, mostly on my phone
Writing Levels
Intermediate, Adept, Advanced, Adaptable
Genders You Prefer Playing
No Preferences
Playing Style- Passive or Aggressive
Both, depending how much there is going on already.
Favorite Genres
Tragedy, Psychological, Historical, Steampunk, Mystery, Thriller, Sci-fi, see tag list for more...
Genre You DON'T Like
Romance
She had brightened up at the prospect of Christian saying yes seemingly forgiven her trickery. There was still one more obstacle in her way, however, and as she followed her classmate’s line of sight-- half twisting her upper body --she realised why that was.

Of course mister ‘favour’ couldn’t keep himself out of it, endlessly curious to see the whole scene unfold. Leigh had to make it so much worse by waving over to the pair with his charming smile, as if mistakenly convinced that he had already won this round. This earned a deep sigh from Ella who knew that Christian’s question only disagreed with that notion. She wasn’t of yesterday, despite acting the ditz.

“Ah… uuuh…” she feigned a startled pause, as if trying to remember who she had asked before. “No one, yet,” she sheepishly admitted as she furrowed her brows at him. “You were my first choice,” she continued letting go of a timid laugh, wondering if that would be enough to convince him and agree.

“But that means we can both approve of any future members!” she bounced right back to her earlier cheerful attitude, a fist bumping into Christian’s arm in an act of camaraderie. “How does that sound for a deal?” she winked.
 

Peregrine

Waiting for Wit
Original poster
SECURITY DEPARTMENT
Roleplay Invitations
One on One Roleplays
Posting Speed
Several Posts a Day, One Post a Day, One Post a Week, Slow As Molasses
My Usual Online Time
On fairly regularly, every day. I'll notice a PM almost immediately. Replies come randomly.
Writing Levels
Adept, Advanced, Prestige
Genders You Prefer Playing
Primarily Prefer Male, No Preferences
Playing Style- Passive or Aggressive
Fairly aggressive. I'm perfectly happy to guide the story, but if your posts never move the plot forward at all, then we'll have a problem.
Favorite Genres
Modern fantasy is my personal favorite, followed closely by high fantasy and post-apocalyptic, but I can happily play in any genre if the plot is good enough.
Genre You DON'T Like
Not a big fan of purely realistic stories. I want something more than real life in my plots please!
Leaning forward over his desk, Christian buried his forehead in his hands, gently massaging the space between his eyebrows. He didn't bother trying to keep his exasperation or frustration hidden. After all, it wasn't as though he'd gone to Ella for a favor, and it didn't seem as though his temper would chase the girl off on short notice.

Lost in the blackness of his own eyelids, Christian deliberated. The benefits of having a team member who actually gave a crap, versus the risk of having to deal with Leigh’s close friend. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t believe there was enough of a coincidence that Ella would suddenly seek him out right after their meeting last night.

Perhaps it was because he was more tired than he’d thought, but he was just starting to realize that there were just as many loopholes for Leigh in the deal they’d made last night as there had been for Christian. Leigh couldn’t bother him in class unless it was related to schoolwork, but that didn’t mean getting other people to bother him was off limits, so long as Leigh didn’t tell them why. And, if he was in a class group with Leigh’s friend, that undeniably put them in contact through the bounds of “classwork”, especially if Ella asked for his help, whether he was a part of their group or not.

Of course, Christian could always just say no. He was very well practiced at distancing himself from people, and no matter how stubborn Ella was she wouldn’t be able to push him forever. There was only one problem with that theory.

Christian did genuinely care about his grades. The entire reason he was here was to learn and prepare as much as he could, and Ella would be useful in that effort. If he said no just to stay away from Leigh, wasn’t that guy successfully getting in the way of Christian’s schooling without even having to break their contract?

That thought irked him even more. The entire process was unfortunately well thought out, and in his sleep-deprived state, Christian couldn’t think of any way out of it.

“Fine,” Christian agreed, sounding undeniably frustrated. His hands dropped back below the table, his eyes flicking open. “So long,” he continued, voice slightly raised. “As you promise I get veto rights on who joins our team other than us two.”

He might have walked right into Leigh’s plot this time, but he still had absolutely no intention of working on a project with the bastard.