This was a roleplay between me and my friends. I played Luca 🧎♂️ LushiBug playes Andrew 🙄🙄
There's a lot of emojis and we didnt really take this seriously so take this as you will. I don't own any of this characters 😃👍
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Andrew has just arrived back at the manor, tired and disheveled. The gravekeeper have spent all match rescuing his teammates, however in the end he was left to be sent off on a chair.
It was irritating, but he couldn't really complain. They did get a win after all.
He wondered where everyone else was at as he entered the dining hall. Had he finished his last match late or were they still all in theirs? He didn't want to eat in fear that the others would come marching in, disturbing his peaceful alone time.
Well just as he feared, some flat ass twig came to ruin his silence ❤ He came in snickering to himself, his team drew a tie. He managed to get out, he did have time to save one of his teammates but they didn't like him all that much so why should he bother?
I mean he couldn't really blame them, who would want to talk to a dangerous prisoner who shocks people? His never fading black eye never seemed to help in that regard.
He was surprised there wasn't more people there, but there was the other loner. "Oh hey! How'd your match go?" He patted his back roughly "Oo, you don't like that well."
Victor was about to do exactly that. Disturb Andrews peace. Wick's barking echoed through the hall followed by the hurried footfall and tired groans of her human companion. He chased the postdog right over to Andrew where she stopped to scratch. Victor, unprepared for her sudden halt was sent sprawling over his own feet onto the cold floor.
Andrew flinched once as Luca practically slapped his back. And then once more as Victor hit the ground with a loud thud.
"I'm fine!- but...The Postman might not be" he glanced in Victor's direction before turning away once again
"That's gotta hurt" Luca cackled, switching his attention to the clumsy blonde. He stretched his hand out to the postman "Need some help?" He flashed a crooked smile, his fang showing
Victor took a moment to recover before frantically waving off the others concern. He smiled sheepishly and accepted Lucas hand. Once back on his feet, Victor dug though his bag for paper and a pencil. “I’m alright!” He scribbled down.
"D-Did you uh...hurt yourself...anywhere?-" D-D-D
Stuttering little bitch.
Andrew continued to glance at the two nervously, almost as if he thought they would attack him at any moment. He was fidgety and very clearly anxious, but anyone who paid enough attention wouldn't find any of this behavior strange.
The postman dusted himself off and shook his head. "no, I'm fine!" He wrote. "If just that hurt me, I would be able to handle Mary's ruthless whacking all the time" he shuddered
Luca noticed the grave keepers nervousness so he decided to poke a little fun at him "You scared of us or somethn? Don't worry I won't shock ya,, or bite hehe" Sorry but now country Luca won't get out my head 🧍♀️
"A-Are you mocking me?!" Andrew got defensive all of the sudden. He didn't appreciate (what he interpreted as) being talked down to. He wasn't going to take this from a "prisoner".
At least he wasn't too bothered by Victor. Although honestly he had trouble reading what he wrote down because he's practically ✨blind✨
Victor flinched. He didn't like the hostility. "I don't think Luca meant it like that. He's probably just joking around" he pointed to his paper. "please don't be angry :("
Sorry Luca couldn't hear Andrew from all the way up here 😁 "Yeah what the blondie said. Well, wrote." God damn these bitches in the manors so sensitive 🙄🤚 he wish he could send them to jail, they wouldn't last a second during showers 😍😍
