One x One discussion

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Thanks for making it

No problem. So what kind of Rp you want to do?

Romance with action. Do you have a plot in mind?

yeahh i got one that might fit what you want to do.


Muse A and Muse B come from the different sides of the tracks… literally, They are from competing Mob families and there is a turf war going on in the city both their parents rule. Muse A grew up with everything handed to them, trying to remain completely unaware of the world their family forced on them. Muse B, is being trained to take over, after one night in a club however, everything starts to change, they meet one another. Both are oblivious to who the other is, but as their feelings grow deeper for each other, the more dangerous it becomes, and the more blurred the choice gets. Is blood actually thicker then water?

Oh! That sounds amazing! What do you mean by Mobs though? Like they are monsters?

No like you know them old Mexican gangs

So feuding gangs then?

yeah

Oh okay. So, what should the age range be?

17-19

Alright. Do you want to make the character first or me?

Name: Wyatt Jackson
Age: 19
Appearance:



Personality: He is a caring person but never show that side of him to anyone. He finds it every hard to trust anyone since his father is training him to be in the family business.

Name: Alexandra Hums

Age: 17

Appearance: http://cdn9.staztic.com/app/a/1234/12...

Personality: She is quite the daydreamer, is carefree, reckless and stubborn. Yet, she knows how to be serious when the time is right.

Okay do you want to start us off.

Uh. Sure. How should I start it?

It is up to you

(Sorry for the wait. I'm not feeling good and had to rest.)

Alex entered the club quietly. It looked like a bar as well as drinks sloshed around. She didn't plan on drinking anything. She just needed to find a friend in here. She was afraid she'll be drunk. She kept looking around quietly. She honestly wanted to party. Dancing around seemed fun, but it would be lonely by herself.

Wyatt was already in the club, he was with some of his fathers member's childs. He didn't really want to be there since he hardly got along with them. He was glad when he finally parted from the and went to the bar.

She started to head of to the bar quietly. She went around asking people if they had seen a girl with red hair. Short. Really annoying. They hadn't seen her. She sat down on the chair and sighed tiredly.

Wyatt started drinking, when he put down his cup on the bar and looked over. Thats when he noticed Alex on the otherside of the bar. He sighed and looked down before drinking from his cup once again. After, emptying the cup he noticed that she was still siting there. He knew that his father hated her father since they were working on different side of the mob.

She looked over and saw a guy looking at her. She looked away for a moment and then she decided to walk over. "Excuse me. Have you seen a girl with red hair, freckles, short...?"

(...)

He raised an eyebrow and nodded. "Actually, yeah she is over there on the dance floor." He answered.

She looked over and squinted her eyes. "How can you see her? All I see are a blob of people." She said and looked back at him.

Wyatt smirked, he lifted his hat for a moment and placed it back on his head. "Well, its just say i have had practice." He said, he wonder why she hadn't noticed who he was. He bit his lip for a moment as he glanced at her from top to bottom. He let go of his lip and smirked once again.

"Oh. That's good. For what?" She asked suddenly interested in him. Despite what he thought, her father took care into his daughter. Including just telling her the main bad guy. The other mob. Of course, she had never seen Wyatt's father, nor knew about his son or who's in the mob. She just knew it was there.

Wyatt sighed before saying. "It is hard to explain." He leaned onto the bar before he looked back over to the young girl with the red hair, she was dancing. Which made him smirk for at moment, he then glanced back the girl that stood in front of him.

"I'm pretty sure it's not that hard." She found herself sitting on the seat next to him. She'll let her friend dance for a bit since she honestly didn't feel like dragging her out at this moment.

"Not everyone can do it." He said with a slight smirk as he watched her sit down next to him.

"Really? So you're special then?" She said looking over at him. She did like his smirk. It was confident and not in the arrogant way though as well as his hat. He was clearly different.

"Yeah, i would like to think so." He said. He looked over at the bartender and then back at the girl. "Would you think a drink?" He asked. He knew of her but he didn't knew anymore than that she was the daughter of his father's ravel. So he looked at her, and to him she looked like she could drink.

She flinched slightly. "Uh sure." She said. She knew her father would be pissed at her, but didn't say anything. Honestly, he wouldn't know.

Wyatt raised an eyebrow at her, but nodded has he looked back to the bartender.
"Rich, get the lady whatever she wants and get me my usual." He said. The bartender heard his name came closer to Wyatt.
"What would you like miss?" He asked as he leaned slightly forward on the bar.

"Uh. Whatever he's getting." She said shyly to the bartender. She was surprised he seemed so open about buying her the drink though.

"Alrightly." The bartender said as walked away and made the drinks. He came back with them and placed them in front of them both. Wyatt took his any his hand and glanced over at the girl, as he drunk from his cup.

She looked at the drink and took a sip of it. She quickly turned away. It had a odd taste, but didn't want to show she was dissatisfied so she took a gulp.

Wyatt chuckled at her, he could tell she was forcing herself to drink it. "Easy, if you dont like you dont have to drink it." He said drinking some more before adding. "It is a stronger drink after all." He drunk some more the placed the cup down on the bar.

She looked over. "I do like it... Just unique." She said as she took another gulp. "But, how strong is it? I don't see you drunk." She said to him.

Cleared his throat hearing her question. But soon his face was back to a smirk. "Can't get drunk, its another thing... that makes me special." He said. She didn't seem like the mob members he as met. She keep him guessing and he loves challenges.

"Then you're going to tell me you can fly too." She joked softly. She put the drink back down. "You're parents must be proud." She said, her tone meant she was joking.

Wyatt chuckled at the joke. "Nah, i can fly." He said before sighing as he thought of her next statement. "Well i only have a my farther... and proud? He could be... i mean look at me." He said posing for a moment before breaking into a bright smile.

She laughed softly. "Honestly, anyone would be proud of that." She said through giggles. Then looked at him. "What's your name?"

"Wyatt.." He said softly tone in almost a whisper. "Annd you are?" He asked holding out his hand to her.

'Wyatt...' She thought. She smiled a bit. "I'm Alexandra. Or Alex for short." She shook his hand. "You're a very cool person." She said bluntly.

"I think i like Alexandra better." He said as she shocked his hand, he took her hand up to his lips and softly kissed it. "The same goes for you." He said.

She was shocked she actually kissed her hand. He was more charming than she thought. She dropped her hand softly. "Hey, can I talk to you outside? I think it's much calmer, plus it's close by a lake. Heard it was pretty."

Wyatt raise his eyebrow and glanced over that the group of boys that he came with. He then looked back at Alexandra and nodded. "Sure." He said getting on his feet.

She hadn't realized he came with other people until he looked back. She felt bad that she was sort of snatching him away from his friends, but ended up saying nothing as she walked with him.

((I am soo sorry, i thought i had replied))

Wyatt sighed as he slightly placed his hand onto the middle of her back and started walking out with her. He knew that the others would be okay without. Since they had been training almost as long has he had.