what....is that....IT IS!!! A RP!!! (CLOSED BUT STALKERS ARE WELCOME) (#FERIA)

(Ahem…….hello?)

(huloo)

(Heyo)

(Sorry! Lot's of other rps!) Tia nodded, pressing her tongue incessantly against the roof of her mouth. She gave Ferran a thumbs up. Stupid sidewalk. Can't even walk on it anymore!

(It's okay bro I was seein who else was here)
He raised an eyebrow. "Do you want me to ram the door down?"

(Are they there?)

(Yeah)

(hyelo i'M mAkIn bAkEd gOodS tO sAvE uS fRom DeAtH)

"Sure Muscles," Tia crossed her arms and grinned.

He rolled his eyes and smirked. At least she was trying to make light of the situation. He backed up a ways, then started running. First it was normal, then it got faster and faster. He slammed into the door. He could here it splinter a little. He could also here his arm crunch.

(lmao
Camie/Tia: lmao what did Silene put in those cookies?)

(???)

"Are you ok?" Tia asked, hearing Ferran's arm crunch upon the impact.

"YEah pretty much." He grunted. "I think I broke the door enough for us to slip through…"

Tia nodded, slipping through the crack in the door. Once she was inside, she couldn't see anything. "Uh, Ferran, it's really dark in here…"

He followed her through. "Uh….yeah and?"

"Is it supposed to be dark in here?" Tia's voice shook and she clenched her teeth.

He looked at her. "Yeah…why are you afraid of the dark?"

"Um… maybe…?"

"Oh well stick with me then…..I shall protect you…"

(You are a big fan of the dot-dot-dot my friend. :D)

Tia groped for him in the dark. "Where are you?"

(Yes I am…….)
"Right here." He reached out. "Wait a sec where are you?"

Tia crossed her arms and huffed, "I'm right here! Follow my voice or something."

"Sorry." Ferran felt for her and grabbed her shoulder. "Ah…..what am I touching exactly?"

(Compadre? Ur prolly busy….)

(rushes in and slides into desk Here! Present! Hi!)

Tia flinched away slightly, but relaxed when she knew that it was Ferran, "Um, my shoulder."

(Ouch bro that looked like it hurt….snickers)
"And….what about now?" He had reached down for her hand.

(….is she alive?)

(Holy smokes I think she dead)

(hmmmm maybe I should poke her…)