RP w/ ShayLlama

Sorry. Eating.

Ben-Tzion sat quietly, perched a top a bell tower within the town. The wind tugged at his hood and his crimson cloak, though neither seemed to bother him. He sighed and pulled his hood down, his gaze never leaving the rising sun.

Lexxia sat silently on her roof, bored out of her mind.

He went to slip down, but accidently bumped the bell on his wyy. He quickly pulled himself back up to the top as the ringing echoed through the village. The assassin groaned and face-palmed, then stood and swan-dived in to a pile of hay, the scree of a kite (the bird c:) heard as he went.

She sighed.

Diyari groaned as he was once again forced outside by his parents. He looked up at his sister, "You know the assassins are back in town, correct? Your boyfriends here." He spat with a scowl before storming away.
Ben began relaxing, completely hidden within the haystack.

"Not my boyfriend." She muttered, sighing again, "Not yet anyway."

My friend, hurry. Mum could get home any moment and take my phone back!

"Better go look for him. Bet he's got the village girls all over him." He shouted bitterly. He wished that maybe, just once, a girl could and would like him. So what if he wasn't muscular? Did he have to be? He could speak and write in 9 different languages fluently, decipher almost all code, and could even do arithmetic much better than most grown men! What was it that made him so unappealing? Was it the fact that his parents weren't from this time period or whatever nonsense they constantly spouted? The teen muttered curses to himself and walked towards the edge of town.

Lexxia shook her head, then slid off of the roof and just started walking.

I will make a person for him later. For now his bitterness is amusing.

When Ben heard footsteps he just barely poked his head out of his hiding place. He grinned when he saw her, springing out for a split second to grab her and pull her to him, unintentionally crashing their lips together.

I love having bitter and socially-awkward characters. They remind me of.... well, me!

Lexxia blushed bright red, staring at him, completely shocked, "Hey Ben.... Nice to see you again..." She blinked.

I'm socially awkward but not usually bitter. I make characters like myself as well, though I prefer making beautiful people instead.

I can't have flawless characters. And I've decided that Diyari has bipolar disorder. c: Because mr emerson has bipolar disorder and acts like Diyari. Diyari looks like mr freehill, but less.... gay and hair-gelly. I have so many weird thoughts right now.
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Ben grinned widely, the look on his face rather akin to that of a 4-year-old on Christmas morning. "And you as well." He nodded.

She smiled and hugged him, "You seem excited."

He hopped out of the hay and shook his red cloak off. "I am. Its good to be back home, especially when you've been gone as long as I have." The man pulled his hood up after picking a few strands of the straw from his hair.

"I bet... I like it here. It's home. Been boring though." She paused, "Did you mean to kiss me?"

"Nah," he shrugged. "Not really. My bad."

"No, it's fine... I was just wondering." She smiled, "You remember your promise before you left?"

"Of course I do." He nodded. He stared at her lips for a moment, then looked up at her eyes.

"I'm excited to learn..." She noticed him looking at her lips and giggled, "If you want to kiss me again just do it already!"

He blushed and eyed her closely for another moment before leaning forward, pressing a chaste yet loving kiss to her lips. He pulled away quickly and spun on his heel, walking away.

She sighed and followed him, "Where are you going?"

"I can't teach you anything in the middle of town." He said happily, pausing when he heard a yell and a thunk that sounded a lot like Diyari falling from a building. He snickered and then went back to walking.