On The Run Roleplay/Soap
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Thread Topic: On The Run Roleplay/Soap
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"In this family, yes." Andy said darkly. Fame was everything to his father, his father always said he was the best of the American Fowler Family. That Andy, the French Prodiagy, was more intelligent, more important that Enya, the American Prodiagy.
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Enya giggled, watching his every move. -
Evan smirked slightly and moved his hands back to unhook her bra. He glance up to see if it was okay.
Lucy frowned. "Then do something to get attention. Kill someone important, steal something valuable..." -
Enya was smirking, an eyebrow raised mischeviously. She may be older than she was last year, and certainly wiser, but she was still a child on the inside.
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Andy frowned, "Won't work. She'll get married, kill twice as many people in a day, protect you guys from something important, half dying, execute the perfect murder.." -
Without a word Evan slipped that off as well, kissing her neck and nibbling gently.
Lucy scowled. "Then get married. Kill people. Protect someone." Her eyes lit up. "I could even help you if you want." -
Andy tilted his head, at the 'get married' part. "At least she has someone she loves.."
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Enya just layed there, letting him do so. -
Evan slipped a finger into the waistband of her jeans and smiled playfully.
Lucy frowned. "Please, don't bring that up." It would only make her think about Ben. "Why not pretend? Get married to someone who's willing to play the part." -
Andy sighed, "I'd rather not." He wouldn't be able to deal with himself if he had a fake wife, a fake love.
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Enya smiled, with a small nodd, sliding her hands to his lower back in a massaging, circular motion. -
Lucy sighed. "Then let's go kill someone. I'm bored."
Evan slowly slipped her jeans off, leaving her in just her underwear. He smiled lovingly at her. -
Andy frowned, "I have no targets." Andy knew the gang moved with profficency and efficency, also with much organization.
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Enya smiled flirtingly, looking into his eyes. "I'm glad I met my true love." She said this in a small whisper, not breaking eye contact. -
Lucy sighed and went to sit next to him. She flopped down beside him with another sigh. "But I'm boooored..."
"I love you so much Enya..." He whispered in reply. -
"The gang should stay under the radar, for now, I think." Andy advised.
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Enya blushed, "I love you too.." -
Evan grinned. "You're so cute when you blush."
Lucy leaned her head on his shoulder and sighed a third time. "Fine..." -
Enya blushed a bit more, with an immature giggle. She kisses his cheek, lightly.
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"Sorry, this is how things have to be. We have to be smart about it," He mused. Andrew thought about it quite a bit on the plane ride. -
Lucy nodded and yawned, her head still on his shoulder. "I'm tired.." She mumbled, teen embedding that it was only one in the morning.
Evan laughed and slipped his own jeans off. "You sure you want to do this?" -
Enya smiled, her blush slowly creeping away. Enya nodded, quietly, biting her lip.
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"Really? Have a beer or a redbull." He suggested, with a small laugh.
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