Fairy Tail RP

"I dont know. I dont really wanna go back home yet either." Melody shrugs.

*Fenwick scratches the back of his head.* "You still a little drunk?"

"Sobered up awhile ago." Melody speaks.

"Yeah me too." *Fenwick frowns.* "Well...I dunno what we can do." *Fenwick sighs.* "I'm nervous about tomorrow."

"Hitting on master and training huh?" Melody giggles.

“Get it yourself.” Atticus grumbles and stands, putting on his pants and grabbing his shirt before he leaves the room and slams the door behind him. // Washington stands and heads toward the bedroon.

"I just hope she doesn't see me as another stupid kid." *Fenwick says.* // *Freya puts her face into her hands. She made a huge mistake.*

"Well you wouldnt be the only one to hit on her." Melody shrugs.

"I guess. She won't even give me a chance." *Fenwick sighs.* "I don't even know what I'm doing."

Salem unbottons his shirt and tosses it into the hamper then crawls into his bed.

"Besdies I mean she was married and had children. Why don't you go for someone around your age?" Melody asks.

"Because that's what everyone does. It's boring. It's...hardly a challenge too." *Fenwick says, sounding a like a bit of a prick.*

"Well you might be missing out on finding a rose." Melody crosses her arms.

Washington wakes up the next morning. He slowly sits up, holding his head. He stands up and walks out into the kitchen. “Ms. Aliyah?” He calls.

Salem lies on his back on a steril steel table like you’d see in a morgue, but this one is nearly three times as large. He blinkes his eyes open and comes face to face with Shiomi. He’s momentarily startled, but quickly regains his composure. She’s wearing fishnets, her black shorts, and a black pvc bra with chains for straps. She resches down to his chest and he realizes he’s wearing a dog collar. He looks to his right just as Medea crawls towards him, wearing something similar, but her bra is leather. She leans down and kisses, shoving her tongue into his mouth while Shiomi watches. Suddenly she stops and runs her tongue from his jaw to his temple, sending a shiver up his spine. Shiomi giggles and does the same up the other side of his face. Medea goes back to kissing him digging her nails into his neck then raking them down his chest, leaving deep scratches that ooze blood. Shiomi bites at his arms and stomach before tracing his scar down to his pants and undoes them, and then she- Salem jolts awake and sits up. “FUCK ME!” He yells, his chest heaving as he takes gulping breaths. Beads of sweat stand out on his forehad and he falls back into bed. “Shit.” // Rosemary sulks down the steps into the kitchen.

“A rose huh?” *Fenwick asks.*

"What's up?" Aliyah asked asked.//"or however that saying goes." Melody sighs

Washington scratches his head. “Can I have an advil please?” He says, hoping he’s not about to get yelled at. // Shiomi enters her house at 8 in the morning.

"How drunk were you?" Aliyah asked as she opens the medicine cabinet.

"Very drunk." Washington says. "Had a few too many." He sits at the kitchen table.

Salem slides out of bed and washes his face before heading downstairs. He gives his mother and washington a quick salutations before slipping outside into the back yard. This is when he sits down and starts to wrap his feet so he can work out and relieve some of his overnight stress.

The overnight stress doesn't stop there. Shiomi walks into his backyard. "I'd figure you'd be back here." She says, holding a squirrel behind her back, it's dead.

Salem inwardly screams, the effects of his dreams barely worn off. He glances at her then turns his face away, imagining her in her dream clothes. “Hi...”

Shiomi gently sets the squirrel down, stroking it's fur before standing up again and removing the gloves she had on. "Can I train with you?"

Salem eyes the squirrel’s limp body. “S-sure.” He finishes wrapping his feet and starts on his hands. “I don’t mind...”