Roleplaying

Sye arched one thin eyebrow, and shrugged inwardly. Secretive, very secretive. Touchy? You bet.
 The tone of warning in Rizz's
 voice almost made her chuckle.
 She wondered why the girl wouldn't want to share her past, but almost laughed at the thousands of reasons. Ah, well. Sye was a master at trickery. She would figure out a way to work the truth out of this strange girl.

"Dunno," was all she said. "Depends if they want us to find them."

She continued walking, every so often slanting hidden sideways glances at the girl beside her through strands of hair falling in her face. To say the least, Sye was interested. A girl who doesn't talk her mind
 if at all
 was hard to find these days. And a past she wouldn't speak of? Yes, Sye was determined to find out her history.

Very, very determined.

"I guess you're right" Rizz replied as she gave half a nod but it was barely noticable, the expression on her face went blank again as she walked along side Sye, 'They probably wouldn't want to be found anyways, not at this time anyways, thats the point of running anyways isn't it? To not be found?' She had those thoughts running through her head, but then they vanished as she could've sworn she heard footsteps following a little ways behind her but then when she turned to look cautiously
 nothing and hopefully nobody was there, the footsteps had stopped though which helped to put her mind at ease a little more but every once in a while glanced behind her again.

Rennie listened keenly to the voices in front of her, taking in every detail she could -- which weren't many, granted.

"What am I even doing here, anyway?" She muttered inwardly. "It's not as if anyone will find me useful. But since when was being 'useful' part of your resume, Sawyer?" She peered out from behind her forelock with her one watchful eye, still keeping silent. The fingers of her left hand curled around the Swiss army knife in her pocket, worn down from the years. It was her only useful tool, and that, along with the charm around her neck, held the only comfort in her life.

She narrowed her eyes and slipped for a
 second into full view, to avoid the puddle on the floor, and then melted into the shadows again.

Sye shrugged. "Dunno. I guess only time'll tell? There's no way to guess how everyone else is going to react to joining a group. Depends how secretive they wanna be. I was going to-"

Shutting her mouth quickly, afraid of saying something that would give away too much, she shuffled alongside Rizz, eyes averted. Nice job, blabbermouth! she cursed herself.Way to start off a non-personal conversation. No, she'll never be curious now! She dug her fingernails into the palms of her hands, hoping the girl would have the sense not to prod further. An edgy and ticked off
 Sye was not something you want on your hands.

"Where do ya want to spend the night?" she snapped, suddenly angry at herself as well as frusterated. "Pick. I don't care where, just somewhere dry." She crossed her arms and continued to walk, eyes stuck in a firm glare.

She looked behind her, making sure their conversation didn't attract unwanted attention. A dark shape watching them made her freeze, like a hunting dog- eyes glued to where the shape had appeared.

"Someone's watching us," she hissed, muscles taut.
 Her hand slowly slid down to where she kept her knives. "Be prepared, Rizz," she
 growled under her breath.
 

Oh, shoot.

Rennie froze mid step, all limbs unmoving. She kept her eye fixed on the two in front of her.

So much for staying unseen, darn it. Now what? Keep still or make herself known? Rennie waffled back and forth between these two options hurriedly, and chose to keep still. At least there was still a chance of not being known, however slim that might be. These two in front of her looked tough, too. Fantastic. She started checking off the possible outcomes in her mind. "Result one: I get turned into a pulp. Yeah, that sounds fun. Result two: I get half-killed. Variation of result one. Result three: ...." She pushed these thoughts away.

Rizz who wasn't really paying attention didn't catch Sye stumbling over her words but still inquired of what she was going to say, the thoughts soon vanished as she spun around at Syetekas warning and whispered back "Don't worry about me, you should be the one whos worried" she knew that she could handle herself very well in a fight, but wasn't sure about the other girl then she added with another whisper "I knew I heard footsteps following behind
 us...just figured it was my imagination though..." slowly she reached for her back pocket to pull out her knife if need be

"Oh, screw this," Rennie grumbled inwardly. She paused for a moment, staring at them uncertainly. What to say now.
 She hastily began rifling through all the different ways she could introduce herself to this apparently hostile pair. Half a dozen of her trademark, quirky quotes skidded through her mind, but the results for each of them didn't exactly seem satisfactory...

Rennie kept still for a moment, narrowing her eye just slightly. Hm... Well, that might work...

"... You guys should really see the looks on your faces right about now."

Her voice was rather low and even; Smooth from constant use in high tones.

Sye was ready to slash Rizz with her knife instead of the figure behind them. Excuse me? she snarled inwardly. I can handle myself, thank you very much. You should have seen me a few years ago when I took on that gang. They sure can run fast. Anger flared up in her chest, but she pushed it away- now was not the time to start fights with the one person she might become allies with later on.

Suddenly she heard the figure behind them talk. Sye gripped her knife with one hand, and a deep growl
 rumbled deep in her chest. She suddenly went from 'semi-friendly' to 'let-me-tear-you-to-shreads-while-I-have-the-chance' mode in about twelve seconds flat. Sye wasn't good at suprise chance meetings.

"I bet
 we look just
 hilarious," she spat, shooting an acid-green glare at the
 person talking. "Come on out and we'll see just who looks funny after I'm done with ya."
 

Sye unfroze her muscles, although they were still taut, and crept towards the person talking. "Who are you, what's your name?" she hissed, in a rather cat-like way. "Are you one of us? Or are ya gonna run away and report us if you get the chance? I advise the first option."

Rizz pulled out her kife and flicked out the blade, she kept quiet for a while trying to visualize the from what she could tell girls face, there wasn't a lot she could see though, she held her blade out by her side ready for battle as she stood next to Syeteka 'Friend or Foe....' is what kept racing through her mind over and over again as she looked at the girl and she finally spoke "We're waiting for your answer..." her voice was quiet yet cold and unmerciful, her icy violet eyes just glared at her looking like they were going to slice right through her.

Darrin slunk through the allyway, his gym bag slung over one shoulder. He was about to step out of the ally into a deserted street when a couple came strolling past. He flattened himself against the cold, hard wall and held his breath, not making a single sound. After they had passed he let out a huge sigh then took a cautious look around, he then stepped out of the alley and quickly, but quietly walked down the street and headded towards somewhere covered and hidden. He then spotted what seemed to be a few other runnaways in the middle of a face-off against a possible runnaway. He smirked a crooked smile, his icy blue eyes twikling. Boy did he love a good fight. He dropped his gym bag at his feet with a thud then laced up his black sneakers. Stretching his legs.

Rizz heard the thud of the bag hitting the hard ground, looked back over her shoulder and nudged Sye "Hey, there's another one." she said quietly as she motioned towards Darrin then added in a low whisper "This outta be fun" she turned around facing him standing at Syetekas back and she dropped her bag by her feet and slightly adjusted her shoulders so that her jacket slid off her back onto the ground next to her bag, as she gave him an icy glare, the wind had picked up a little and whipped her hair across her face and she whispered under her breath "lots of fun..."

Darrin smiled a devilish smile at Rizz and Syteka. He pulled out his sword and assumed his fighting stance. Muscles clenched, read to stike at any given time. He gave Rizz a rather intimidating and stony glare, sizing them up. He probbably could take them, given his speed and skills, but you should never underestimate a possible enemy. He blew his dark hair out of his face, revealing a small scar on is forehead, just above his bushy eyebrow. (And no it isn't one of those crazy Harry Potter scars).

(See this is why I wish we had a lower word requirement because that was all I had to say, and it was prety lengthy)

"Oh joy," Sye snarled, sliding off her bag and gripping her knife. "Another one." She used her free hand to slide out her sword, so both hands held a silver blade. "Touch us if you dare," she growled, glancing quickly over at the kid tying his shoes then back to the person who taunted them. Sye stood back-to-back with Rizz, hoping they could each defend each other's blind spots. "What do you want?!" she spat harshy at the opposing kids. "Are you gonna tell the cops or let us be? The first choice would involve a lot less blood."

She narrowed her eyes, as if daring them to step closer.

Rizz grinned as she eyed his sword, how the heck he managed to keep that hidden she'll probably never know but honestly she didn't really care at that point, she welcomed a challenge then said "Well now, that just isn't fair..." she hesitated then added "for you... that is if you're really willing to fight a girl and possably get your butt kicked by one." she taunted putting a hand on her hip as she spun her knife effortlessly, as the blade weaved between her fingers, as much as she loved a good fight, she would rather get out of the open field to a more sheltered place than risking getting caught right away. 

Darriun laughed an airy, and taunting laugh, "Yeah, like I would turn myself in so I could rat you out." he said in a slightly annoyed tone. He furrowed his brow with a questioning look, as he took a threatning step forward, it didn't seem like doing much, but in this situation one little step of his worn black sneaker could start an all out fight to the death. Darrin twirled the long, sharp silver sword in his hand, thinking about weather to attack or see how they would react. He decided to see what they would do, but he kept his guard up just in case.

A fairly large town in the Western side of the USA, with loads of woodland and busy streets. The woods might be considered a safe haven, but there are always forest rangers on the lookout for anythung unusual. There's a small herd of elk somewhere nearby, near the edge of the town in the forest, but nothing else besides rabbits and wolves inhabit them. The woods are fairly easy to search, so you might stand a better chance of toughing it in the cold city allyways.

These kids are runaways. For their own personal reasons, be it for the challange or to escape family, they're on their own now. Evading the cops, sheltering in hidden coves, and mostly just trying to stay alive and unseen keeps them busy most of the time. They refuse to be caught; in fact, before running away together, they all made a pact to die rather than be caught. Liberty or death is their motto. Their plan? To escape capture until they reach the legal age where they can live by themselves. After that, the cops are off their tails and they are free to do whatever they wish.

These kids are on the run- and they're all under 18.

None that I can think of.

1) No unnecessary blood, gore, detailed romance, or violance. I understand this is a runaway RP, but really people, no 'details'.

2) Only one character, please.

3) Ages must be between 13-16. Nothing over age 16.

4) If you'd like, your character may die- but only if you give the OK. If they die, you may join again with a new character, or use it as a way to quit the RP.

5) NO pets- or siblings! No bringing your horse, dog, cat, parrot, ferret, or even goldfish.  No sisters or brothers as well.

6) Wepons are allowed, and actually incouraged. You may bring something to keep you safe- or to hunt, hmm?

7) To keep things interesting, I may butt in once in a while with a cop, newspaper advertisement, or radio ad, any of which may advertise the missing kids/look for/find the kids. But, I cannot harm your character in any way, unless you wish me to.

8) NO godmodding! You may ONLY control your character! No controling ads, cops, other players, animals, weather, surroundings, or anything else. The only thing OUTSIDE of your character that you may add in once in a while is the parent(s).

9) When creating your character, please include their quirks, crushes, weapons, skills, trinkets/items, and why we're bringing them along.

And that's about it! :)