Fairy Tail RP

Maverick bares his teeth under his mask. "I bet thats the only way you ever fucked your virginity away, scumbag!"

Alice walks across the room, his feet swaying in the air. // Harmon smirks a bit. "Because if I could, I'd be telling you what to do too, wouldn't I?"

Maverick walks over to Alice and grabs his feet. "So you probably raped Alice because you couldn't get laid. I see now." He flings Alice's legs to the side and grabs his shirt to pull him up.

Harmon watches with a bit of distaste. "Hold your breath." He turns and walks out of the guild, leaving Alice clinging to Maverick and his cheeks puffed out.

Maverick looks down at Alice. “Another douchebag, I’ve never seen him before.”

He gets to his feet, his pupils returning to normal once he leaves. "Thanks." He glances over at Lias.

Maverick nods, he can see it begin to rain. He frowns, now he can’t leave. “Who are you lookin- oh Lias.” Maverick says.

Alice takes a seat on the other side of the guild. "Yeah."

Maverick watches him. In confusion. He then takes a seat where he is, watching the rain.

Alice seems to be sitting as far away from Lias as he can. He puts his head down on the table.

Sean looks aound the guild. His insides are sore. He’s bored.

Clark enters the guild again, her nose buried deep into the book she was ready last time. // Alice climbs up into the rafters.

Sean watches Clark enter, he also sees the little orange kitten hoping after Clark. “Little bastard.” He mumbles watching him.

She takes a seat at a table by the door and turns the page, her lips moving as she reads.

The little kitten crawls under Clark’s arm and looks up at her.

Clara closes the book and places it down on the table before looking down at the kitten.

The smol kitten places his paws neatly infront of him. He tilts his head at Clark. Sean watches the cat, he’s chased that cat for months now.

She makes a clicking sound with her tongue and waggles her fingers at the kitten.

The kitten watches her finger and pounces at it. His tiny claws barely grazing Clark’s skin. Sean walks over to Clark and the kitten.

She chuckles then scoops the kitten up in her hand, holding him up to eye-level to examine him.

Sean sits across the table. He doesnt want to the kitten to noticed him then run. The kitten’s pupils are very large. The tips of his ears, white. He stares back at Clark, purring.

Clark places the kitten on the table. "The way you're staring at this think makes it look like you want to eat it."

“His name is Steve.” Sean tells her. “And he was my birthday present this year.”

"Then why wasn't he at your house last time I was there?" She asks, tapping her fingers on the table to get the cat's attention.

Steve the kitties gets into pouncing position. He wiggles his butt in the air before attacking her hands once again. // “I let him out because he kept trying to get outside. I felt like I was imprisoning him. But he never came back and he kept running away from me.” Sean says.