[Roleplay] The Exiled - MOOOOOOOOOOOOO

[nard]

I nod slowly and get up. "I'm gonna go smoke a cigarette get some coffee, wanna come?" I ask, yawning.

 

[Naiad]

"I guess so, there isn't much else to do."

 

[Beary]

I wake up in darkness. I have to blink a few times before I realize my eyes are open, because of the pitch blackness surrounding me.
I'm on the ground. When I sit up, the arm I'm leaning on stings. I see a gash.
Ouch..where..am I?

 

[nard]

I go out of the room and look back to see if Cepheus is following. "So, exactly where is the kitchen...?"

 

[Naiad]

I point down the hall. "Down there. Second door from the end."

 

[Beary]

I stand and feel my way along a rocky wall, squinting and searching for light. My foot catches on something heavy and I trip.

 

[nard]

I stand and feel my way along a rocky wall, squinting and searching for light. My foot catches on something heavy and I trip.

( MY GOD EVERYONE TRIPS )


I follow his finger into the kitchen and find a coffee machine. I search for a mug. "Hm..."

 

[Naiad]

I follow Amos quietly. "..."

 

[Beary]

My eyes begin adjusting to the darkness and I make out what I tripped over.
A skull.

 

[nard]

I find a mug and put it under where the coffee comes out.


When it's filled, I put it to my mouth and sip. "...Ahhh..." I sigh.

 

[Hikari]

I eat a slice of toast, and try to avoid bumping into people and tripping over things.

 

[Naiad]

I grab a bottle of water from the cabinet and uncap it.

 

[nard]

I turn to face Cepheus by leaning on the counter, taking another sip of my drink.


"Want a cup?" I ask.

 

[Naiad]

I shake my head. "No, but thanks."

 

[nard]

I shrug. "Okay."


After a silence, I decide to ask him something. "Can you tell me more about the one named Mark?"


You're not jealous, Amos. Just curious, not jealous...

 

[Naiad]

I tilt my head. "Well, he's kind of pushy and a 'tough guy', but he's not all that bad."

(( ))

 

[nard]

Pushy... Tough guy... Hmm...


I sit quiet and ponder, taking a sip of coffee every once and awhile.

 

[Naiad]

"..." Alright then.

I grab a PopTart from a box and bite into it. Purely artificial, but good.

 

[nard]

I'm gonna have to find more out about this guy...


I finish the drink and put the mug in the sink after filling it with water.

 

[Naiad]

"So..." I take another bite of my PopTart. "What d'you want to do now?"