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Post by ishkabibble on Jan 29, 2016 2:00:42 GMT -8
((Private rp between Grace and Winona!))
New room, new teammates. That’s what team reshuffling entailed. Winona had gone through it once before, and hated having to bond with a new team after almost sixty years. Not that her second team was particularly bad, but those close connections were hard for her to form. Especially if the new roomies were, well, white. This thought ran through her mind as she returned to her new room, both nervous and...optimistic at the possibilities. She’d already moved into the room, and met one of her teammates, but she hoped to eventually meet the others. If only to gauge how upset to be. Strolling to the door, she hesitated once again, before opening the door, and walking in.
The beautifully lit room still took her breath away, so warm and inviting! Even if her team ended up being awful, at least the room was nice. It could be...much worse. A small smile on the gal’s face, she waltzed into the illuminated room, taking a seat on the bed she chose.
((agh, sorry for the tiny starter!! My posts generally get longer as we go!))
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Post by Miss Gibson on Jan 29, 2016 23:00:31 GMT -8
qvq It's okay! I'm the same way ))
Coming back from her work in the human world, Grace was in no hurry to head back to her room. For the first time in decades, she was no longer logging with a particular priest. They had stuck together for so long that the brightly lit rooms felt …empty. While she didn’t mind the company of her sweet lumberjack roommate, maybe new blood would be best? She tried to cheer herself up, no need to look so glum when greeting new teammates.
She entered the room and to no surprise, it seems someone was already here. A friendly smile on her thin brightly painted lips hid any worry. She took a second to pat her wild curly hair as if it would make any difference. “Oh my, it seems you’re a new face around here. Sorry I wasn’t able to greet you as soon as you arrived, darlin’” She stood in front of her new roommate and pulled out her hand.
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Post by ishkabibble on Feb 27, 2016 2:38:57 GMT -8
Once the door to the room opened, Winona pushed herself to a stand, turning to face whomever entered the room. Ahhh, this lady looked interesting. She reminded her of her mother—if only in fashion. She gave the orange-haired doll a once over, assuming she came from...the 1800s? Or the gal could just like the aesthetic. All these thoughts cycled through Winona’s head as she evaluated her new teammate, holding judgement until they actually talked.
When the lovely lady spoke, Winona offered a polite smile, shaking the other’s hand. “It’s no problem, it’s a pleasure to meet you~” she hummed, “I’m Winona, your new...teammate.” Eugh, new teammate, new team. She didn’t quite know if she was ready to adjust to a new team just yet, but there was nothing she could do about it, right?
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