- Invitation Status
- Looking for partners
- Posting Speed
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- Multiple posts per week
- Online Availability
- Mostly evening GMT -5 timezone
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Female
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- I really enjoy romance in my roleplays; however, I do prefer to work up to it using suspense, tragedy, and mystery. The majority of my roleplays also dive into the libertine section, though I don't prefer this to be the main genre or focus.
Kate was no happy that her Russian was ignoring her but then again, there was no going back on what had happened today. If everything had gone as smoothly as Kate had thought, Rick would be long dead and she would have finally sought revenge for the life of their poor baby girl or boy.
She sighed lightly and nodded her head when Kestreel asked for dinner. Kate herself wasn't in the mood for eating, her stomach still upset from stress of the last few days, but she threw some chicken and vegetables into a pan for some quick stir fry. When she offered him a plate he only murmured a faint thanks, and Kate walked away, feeling dejected and very alone.
She wasn't sure exactly what she felt yet. There was something other-worldly about taking Rick's life, like she had played God for a few minutes and done something that only someone high should be able to do. Still, Kate did not regret her actions. Rick had paid a powerful price for taking the life of their child and with it, a part of she and Kestreel's future.
When she noticed that Kestreel was done his meal, Kate approached. She grabbed the laptop from him and placed it on the coffee table, and then moved her hips to take the place of the computer. She straddled him, pushing back his hair and looking down into his face. "Baby, why are you so mad at me?"
She sighed lightly and nodded her head when Kestreel asked for dinner. Kate herself wasn't in the mood for eating, her stomach still upset from stress of the last few days, but she threw some chicken and vegetables into a pan for some quick stir fry. When she offered him a plate he only murmured a faint thanks, and Kate walked away, feeling dejected and very alone.
She wasn't sure exactly what she felt yet. There was something other-worldly about taking Rick's life, like she had played God for a few minutes and done something that only someone high should be able to do. Still, Kate did not regret her actions. Rick had paid a powerful price for taking the life of their child and with it, a part of she and Kestreel's future.
When she noticed that Kestreel was done his meal, Kate approached. She grabbed the laptop from him and placed it on the coffee table, and then moved her hips to take the place of the computer. She straddled him, pushing back his hair and looking down into his face. "Baby, why are you so mad at me?"