(GONNA WRITE A LITTLE OOC for clarifications means, SORRY OTL. Okay, so, setting: on lil planet covered by mostly desert and jungle. They're at the biggest trading market, p much the only reason anybody comes to the planet. Main character I'll play in this rp is Emerson, but seeing as Emerson is usually with Myles I'll basically be rping him too, so, you know. Not that my intention for this rp is to get dirty lol but ye 18+ only)
It wasn't uncommon for people to stare when the two of walked side by side; a member of a royal race known for their seclusion, and a Zoaruta, low class and thought to be extinct long ago. It was a constant reminder of your status, but you guess you were used to it at this point. It's been five years working with Myles, so it'd almost be a little ridiculous to still be hurt by the strange or judgmental looks. They were a part of life, you figured that out pretty early on when you partnered up with him. As you slip past the clusters of people crowding the market you find yourself gripping at the back of Myles shirt, fiddling with the hem as he leads you through the hustle and bustle. It wasn't exactly fear you felt but you're fully aware of how some thought...think, of your kind and Myles was some what of a corner for you in these tense moments. Granted there were also folks that weren't exactly a fan of him and his race, seeing them as privileged royal pains in the ass rather than actual royalty. Even so, not many have ever bothered to confront him and it's no mystery why. You've seen the durability and sheer strength, and Myles isn't known for backing down when trouble arises, and once decided on something there really is no point in trying to sway his decision. Eventually, the two of you reach a clearing underneath an awning, and Myles looks over his shoulder to glance down at you and the hand that held fast to his shirt. He smiles warmly and a bit of the anxiety that had started to well up in you seems to dissipate just slightly and you smile back, "I'm okay." you assure him softly and let go. He turns to face you and quirks a brow, pursing his lips, "Mhm." there's a moment of silence as he glances around before looking back to you, "I'm gonna head into this shop." he says as points to the door of shop behind you, "Owners kiiind of an arse, so, just stay out here n' I'll be out in a flash." You shrug, "No rush, I can handle myself." there was hint of doubt in your voice and by the way Myles expression takes on hints of disbelief you could tell he noticed. He shrugs back in response and heads into the store without another word, leaving you standing alone among the many different races going about their business. It's a little scary, honestly, you see a few dangerous looking characters and casually step backwards to door, pressing your back to the wall adjacent. You're profiling, you know and you definitely aren't proud of it but it's saved your life a few times, and you know, better to be safe than sorry. You're just trying to make yourself invisible right now, but that's a little hard looking the way you do and being what you are, but maybe in the deep of these shadows no one will pay any mind. Now you just wait for Myles, and you weren't about to hold your breath.
It wasn't uncommon for people to stare when the two of walked side by side; a member of a royal race known for their seclusion, and a Zoaruta, low class and thought to be extinct long ago. It was a constant reminder of your status, but you guess you were used to it at this point. It's been five years working with Myles, so it'd almost be a little ridiculous to still be hurt by the strange or judgmental looks. They were a part of life, you figured that out pretty early on when you partnered up with him. As you slip past the clusters of people crowding the market you find yourself gripping at the back of Myles shirt, fiddling with the hem as he leads you through the hustle and bustle. It wasn't exactly fear you felt but you're fully aware of how some thought...think, of your kind and Myles was some what of a corner for you in these tense moments. Granted there were also folks that weren't exactly a fan of him and his race, seeing them as privileged royal pains in the ass rather than actual royalty. Even so, not many have ever bothered to confront him and it's no mystery why. You've seen the durability and sheer strength, and Myles isn't known for backing down when trouble arises, and once decided on something there really is no point in trying to sway his decision. Eventually, the two of you reach a clearing underneath an awning, and Myles looks over his shoulder to glance down at you and the hand that held fast to his shirt. He smiles warmly and a bit of the anxiety that had started to well up in you seems to dissipate just slightly and you smile back, "I'm okay." you assure him softly and let go. He turns to face you and quirks a brow, pursing his lips, "Mhm." there's a moment of silence as he glances around before looking back to you, "I'm gonna head into this shop." he says as points to the door of shop behind you, "Owners kiiind of an arse, so, just stay out here n' I'll be out in a flash." You shrug, "No rush, I can handle myself." there was hint of doubt in your voice and by the way Myles expression takes on hints of disbelief you could tell he noticed. He shrugs back in response and heads into the store without another word, leaving you standing alone among the many different races going about their business. It's a little scary, honestly, you see a few dangerous looking characters and casually step backwards to door, pressing your back to the wall adjacent. You're profiling, you know and you definitely aren't proud of it but it's saved your life a few times, and you know, better to be safe than sorry. You're just trying to make yourself invisible right now, but that's a little hard looking the way you do and being what you are, but maybe in the deep of these shadows no one will pay any mind. Now you just wait for Myles, and you weren't about to hold your breath.
[Is this something you are hoping to find a partner for or do you already have one? How would we go about joining? Thanks!]
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