shipping rp because I can (closed)

"Really?" Luno asked curiously. He knew someone whose father had been a medic, an angel whose parents had fought in World War Two. "I tried my hand at medicine once, but it didn't work too well," he said with a small chuckle

"It's not easy. I tried helping my parents with a surgery and nearly passed out," Baz added with a light laugh, swinging his legs side to side out of habit as he sat on the counter. A few soldiers had come into their hospital during World War II, so he had decided to help…though it hadn't been the best idea ever.

(Ah ok never mind how do you want them to meet?)

Luno nodded with a small smile. He had learned a little bit about medicine, but only so that he could patch himself up to avoid hospitals and such. He had once been too weak to work a healing spell, so when he had been cut by one of his previous boyfriends he had had to stich himself back together

(Ah ok never mind how do you want them to meet?)

(Well Creed is a pickpocket, but he also works at a smoothie shack)
(So either of those could play off)

(Maybe he tries taking her wallet but she realizes and flips him?)

(Okay. She usually tries to distract ppl by appearing as a small child. Maybe Aleena could realise that she was stolen from as Creed is running away?)

(Sure!)

(Do you wanna go first?)

Luno nodded with a small smile. He had learned a little bit about medicine, but only so that he could patch himself up to avoid hospitals and such. He had once been too weak to work a healing spell, so when he had been cut by one of his previous boyfriends he had had to stich himself back together

"The gold eyes are real, right?" Baz asked curiously, leaning forward subconsciously as he studied Luno's eyes for a few moments. They were honestly beautiful, not that he would admit it out loud…they were only roommates, right?

Luno blinked owlishly at Baz, slightly taken aback by the question. It was common, he was just a little surprised. "Yes, they're real," he said, averting his gaze a bit. In the past he had been teased for them, told they were unnatural, or that they had to have been turned that color via surgery

"I like them…they're really nice," Baz finally said, realizing that he must have been watching Luno for a moment too long. Luno maybe didn't look like most people, though that was part of the reason that he had taken such a quick liking in the other already.

Luno's face went red almost as soon as Baz had said he liked them. "T-Thank you," he stammered, looking down at the floor in an attempt to hide his blush

"Talk to Durbin about that." Ladon chuckled. He lit up a smoke, and led her to the table.
"Here you go." He said.

"Thank you." she replied. She took a seat on the tattoo table and looked up at him, "Who's doing the tattooing?" she asked, placing her thumb in her waistband

Baz nodded, trying to hide the dorky smile that crossed his face as soon as he noticed Luno begin to blush. Instead, in order to distract himself, he grabbed some of the platters and hopped down from the counter in order to place them in the fridge. "Do you want to do anything? It's still pretty early," he asked, glancing towards Luno from the fridge.

"I will." Ladon said, taking out the necessary equipment for the project.

Luno shook his head. "No thank you, you've done enough for me already," he said softly. If he was being honest he was still really hungry, but he wouldn't say anything and bother Baz about it

"I will." Ladon said, taking out the necessary equipment for the project.

"I guess I'm putting a ton of trust in you then." she replied, pulling down her shorts lightly so he could strelize the spot the tattoo would go in

"It's cool." Ladon said, sterilizing the spot. "I'm a pro, although I have plans later tonight, so the boss might take over." He immediately took measurements and began to stencil the design and get the outline done with incredible skill and efficiency.

"What are you doing tonight?" she asked, feeling the pen trace lightly on her skin

"A friend of mine is coming back to the states." L adon said, continuing to stencil and trace, but getting some of the line work done on the inside as well.

Luno shook his head. "No thank you, you've done enough for me already," he said softly. If he was being honest he was still really hungry, but he wouldn't say anything and bother Baz about it

"C'mon, we can do something fun. It's the least I can do," Baz answered, standing back up as he shut the fridge's door. He hummed in thought, leaning against the counter for a few moments. "There's a nice bowling alley down the street if you're up for it?"

"What's a…bowling alley?" Luno asked slowly, his head tilted a small bit in confusion. It sounded a bit familiar, but he wasn't sure what it was

"Oh you sweet, inexperienced child," Baz joked, letting out a small laugh as he looked towards Luno, leaning back against the counter. "A bowling alley is where you throw the heaviest ball ever at a row of pins. Plus, they have food there." He explained.

"That sounds painful," Luno said, not quite knowing that Baz meant an actual ball and pins instead of people. He didn't really know what Baz was talking about, but food did sound good

(Do you wanna go first?)

(Sure)

Aleena came out of the book store and put her wallet in her purse

As Creed turned around the corner, seeming a small child, he saw a woman putting her wallet in her purse. He sighed. He wished he didn't have to do this. He ran up to her, small feet slapping on the ground. He tugged on her shirt. "Excuse me miss, I can't find my mommy." A tear slid out of his eye. "Can you help me find her?" As her attention turned to him, he hugged her leg, pushing her purse to the side.

“Awe! What did she like ok like?” Aleena asked, bending down to her level

Creed whimpered, sliding his hand into the woman's purse. He made puppy eyes, trying to keep her attention off the purse. "She's shorter than you and she has long hair. Her eyes are like the sky, and she's wearing a black coat." He said, his lip quivering.

“Like that woman there?” She asked pointing to a woman in the distance

Creed looked to where she had pointed, and slipped her wallet out of her purse and into his coat pocket. He shook his head. His eyes then widened. He pointed to a person who had just turned the corner, so you couldn't see what they looked like. "That's her!" He exclaimed, then took off running, shifting back into amber adult.