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Thanks!🤣 Its always fun to write about Hugo being Hugo. Hes so funny!
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Ottoline
She was done with this place. She had looked out the windows and saw the sun sinking lower in the sky…and if she was being honest with herself, this place was creeping her out. It reminded her of the UNIT, that feeling of panic, that feeling of being trapped. She stepped lightly, heading for the door. She had taught herself to walk so quietly that no one could hear her, and for that she was grateful.
“Where’s Ottoline?” she heard Kari say. She narrowed her eyes. She didn’t like Kari, she seemed so innocent and sheltered to Ottoline. If she’d been through what I have, she would know that there’s a lot worse in life than a bow and arrow aimed at your face, she thought grimly, glancing at the scars again. Her stomach tightened as the memories came flooding back…no. She would not think about that.
She was heading for the door, grasping the knob, and then wrenching it open to make her quick exit…and then gasped in shock when she saw a boy on the other side of the threshold. Her stomach fluttered. He dwarfed her height by nearly six inches, or more, with brown eyes that turned Ottoline’s stomach to a swarm of butterflies. No. Cannot think about that right now, I have to go…the feeling passed as she looked for a way to make a quick escape.
“Hey there,” he said in a low voice. Ottoline blinked. Excuse you? She stared at him for a moment. “Oh, um. Hi! I’m Hugo. Hugo Jim Walton.” She wrinkled her nose. Any feeling of attraction was soon gone. Does he want me to know his whole life story or something?Â
“Are you here for the party?” she asked sarcastically. Or at least it was meant to be sarcastic. She couldn’t really tell if Hugo thought she was being serious with his eyes beginning to work their charm on her again.
“Um. Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Yes.” She covered a snicker behind her hand. He thought she was being serious, she realized. Why was he being so awkward?
“I’m Ottoline,” she said shyly, putting her hands behind her back. “Welcome to the party, Mr. Walton.” What was wrong with her? She never used manners. Manners were…were above her. It must be the weather, she thought, or maybe I’m tired, she tried to convince herself. Suddenly staying here didn’t seem like such a bad idea after all.
“Make yourself at home,” she opened the door as if inviting him in, and then scampering off. She didn’t like the way that her cheeks grew hot whenever their eyes locked. She wondered if he felt the same way too.
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LEFSE FOREVER!!!!!! <333Thats so good! So your thinking that she should like him, but hide it?
"Would you kindly...?"
Thanks! 🙂 sorry i changed my mind, lol.
Yeah and she doesn’t think that he should like her or that they should date bc she thinks that she’s not good enough or pretty enough. She’s been abused as a child and been experimented on, etc. So I feel like she should actually open up to the group of new friends with Hugo’s help and tell someone about the pain she’s gone through? idk but i think that they’ll be good for each other.
sorry if that didn’t make sense, haha i kind of was rambling on, haha
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LEFSE FOREVER!!!!!! <333Sounds good! Hugo may try to impress her more than once though, he can be a total show off, lol!
"Would you kindly...?"
Sorry Ottoline’s so rude to Kari, haha! Hopefully Kari can help her work through some hard things, and help her know God (though in Ottoline’s world He’s known as the Great One). Poor girl’s been through a lot, and Kari seems like a nice person!
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LEFSE FOREVER!!!!!! <333Yeah that’s going to be hilarious
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LEFSE FOREVER!!!!!! <333@acancello @savannah_grace2009
Alrighty! I’ll be back in a little while… like maybe in one or two hours…. soo yeah…
INTP.
yeah i’ll probably be on then too XD see you then (hopefully)
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Sef&Chase
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LEFSE FOREVER!!!!!! <333I love this “party” thing!!! though…we still don’t know who owns the house…so it’s a mystery thing too!
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LEFSE FOREVER!!!!!! <333Hugo+Ottoline=HOTTOLINE
i know it’s stupid but I had to lololol
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LEFSE FOREVER!!!!!! <333@esther-c @acancello @freedomwriter76 @savannah_grace2009 @grcr @trailblazer
Yall. I just realized my entire last rp didn’t upload… but I had it backed up in a word document! I hardly ever do that XD!!
Kaine
Kaine shudders, crossing his arms over his dark green sweater vest. A stiff breeze edges through the tight weave of his shirt, pushing the rain to his skin. Running a cold clammy hand through his hair, Kaine turns around to see over the crest of the hill.
I’m getting hungry…
Maybe there’s somewhere around here to find a little hospitality.
Still trees surround him on either side, barely flickering under the strong breeze. Water drips from the thick spruce bows above his head, wetting his long bangs against his forehead. Kaine shakes out his curls, flicking water to the side. The forest quietly complies to the ebs of the wind, swaying from side to side, and obscuring any sounds of small animals. Kaine rolls his eyes, taking the arrows out of his bow and stuffing it back into his quiver. Hiking up his backpack, Kaine walks towards a distant light on the next hill. Music echoes from the house as it slowly comes into view, a large log cabin. The smell of warm waffles hurries him along to the house, which shares a resemblance to the resident orphanage, a place of infrequent stays for Kaine. A couple figures stand on the doorstep, talking through the open door. His eyes follow the path to a shattered statue on the ground, showing fresh damage and dripping from the persistent rain. Kaine slips on the front steps, catching himself with his hands. Light gravel scraps his palms, a drip of blood mixing with dirt and rain. He wipes them against his brown pants, already covered in a couple other stains and scrapes from previous accidents. Kaine tentatively approaches the house, lured by the warm light seeping from the large shuttered windows.
“Hello?” Kaine’s voice wilts under the rain. “hEllo!?” He shouts louder, his voice cracking halfway through.
Kaine cringes, noticing a girl standing in the doorway among the others.
She didn’t hear anything, she didn’t hear anything, you sounded totally normal.
Kaine makes his way up the front stairs, standing awkwardly to the side of the small group of teenagers.
Man, I hate talking to people.
Asking for food feels so pitiful. I don’t have much left though.
“Which one of you knows the owner of this place?” He looks down, staring into the puddle growing around his feet as rain drains off his clothes onto the hardwood floors. “I’ve been traveling for the last few days, and I need a… uh…I just am running out of food.” Kaine stumbles through his words uncomfortably.
"And so I left this world just as I had entered it. Confused."
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