Fumizuki stood between Genesis and Mathius in a defensive manner.
"May I check the clip/magazine" she holds her hand out in a non-threatening manner
Gen eyed Fumi. She was harmless, to say the least, even with the rifle. She was a soldier taking orders. She had not at present, so she wouldn't do anything but sit or stand, waiting.
Silvera wrote:
"May I check the clip/magazine" she holds her hand out in a non-threatening manner
"It's empty." She took the magazine out, it had no ammunition in it.
Belfast sighed. "Gen! The gun!" She held out her hand. Genesis sighed, throwing the rifle at her, which Belfast caught it and put it into the weapon's box.
Dances on the dance floor. A jukebox had been added that could play any sort of music. Picking a song with a jazzy beat.
Apollo was laying her head on Belfast's lap, reading a book.
Rubs her temples "every time I check on someone's weapon for safety they get pissed"
"Genesis does that." Apollo sighed, laying on Bel's lap.
Belfast took a sip of her iced tea. She put the straw to Apollo's lips, who took a sip. Belfast yawned, taking another sip right after Apollo. They were both reading books.
Apollo immediately eyed the new person with key, blood-red eyes. She sighed and then took another sip of Belfast's iced tea without asking. Belfast blinked, letting her.
Apollo huffed.
A girl walked in, her long white hair reaching the ground, grazing it. Her crystal-clear white eyes came into view, no pupils or irises in them. She sat next to Belfast. Her presence was immaculate, dangerous.
A girl walked in, her long white hair reaching the ground, grazing it. Her crystal-clear white eyes came into view, no pupils or irises in them. She sat next to Belfast. Her presence was immaculate, dangerous.
Prestige sat there. Every single little move, cracked the ground in the slightest amount. She was reading a book next to Apo, who didn't seem to notice.
Prestige blinked, and the ground seemed to shake slightly. She was so powerful, the world could barely hold her up. She tilted her head, continuing to read. Apollo instinctively, only around Prestige, held onto the table from stopping her from falling.
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