I Just Want A Cute Romance RP That Won't Die In A Week IS THAT SO MUCH TO ASK FOR??

"And what counts as fun?"

"Murder." She said with full seriousness before cracking up laughing. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding, I'm not a killer."

"Yeah.. I don't date killers…" said Skye smugly.

"I certainly hope you don't!"

Skye laughed, "You don't have to worry about that baby"

"I certainly hope I don't." She chuckled.

Skye grinnez, ignoring Marco's snickering.

"So can we leave now?"

Skye sat up, opening the portal again, "yeah.." he said, waiting for her to slip through.

She hopped through, stretching after she passed through.

Marco and Skye followed, Marco flopping in a pile of pillows as they came through.

She returned to her bag, going back to sharpening her knives.

Skye smiled, joining her with his Blades. Taking them both out of the sheath he laid one on the floor, letting the sunlight dance across the violet and silver metal.

(Sorry!! I've been at play practice for the past 6 hours)
She hummed as she worked, leaning closer to the blades to make sure she'd get it right.

Skye flopped on his back, holding the blade with his hand and his foot as he worked to get a nick out of it's normally sharp edge.

She finished 5 minutes later, smiling to herself as she put the blades back.

Skye had just started on the second blade when she finished, knowing it had taken him longer than usual to get that nick out…

She laid next to him, just watching him sharpen with a smile.

Skye payed no attention to her, working to sharpen a couple more nicks out of his second blade.

She hummed quietly, going through the process of getting nicks out was a pain she was too familiar with.

Fianlly Skye gave up, his arm aching. "What the heck did you do to your staff Marco?" he asked.

"Seriously, getting those out shouldn't be taking that long."

"My blades are made of a special matierial…" Said Skye by way of explanation. "They need extra care to keep in shape,"

She threw her hands up in defense. "Okay sorry for assuming, fancy."

Skye laughed, "It's ok, this stuff drives me crazy too.. If it weren't for the fact that the material itself helps in a fight I would've gotten rid of the years ago!"

"Then there's me with my boring daggers." She twirled said blade in between her fingers.

"I've got a few of those too" said Skye, pulling one out of his sleeve.

"How long have I had these? I don't even remember."

"I've had these for about what, 10 years now?" asked Skye, twisting to look at Marco.

"My sister gave me these, actually. I don't remember when though."