Kara and Maria

Kara

"No thanks."
Sure Kara was often alone because she traveled with her mother quite a lot. It didn’t mean that she had become a wallflower or a sociopath that was constantly driven up the wall. In fact, meeting all these strangers that Kara might possibly end up calling “Father,” left her with very little choice to make. All choices had very different outcomes for the way she acted and it was this choice that was one of the major contributors to this person you know as, “Kara,” today. Her period of panic left her with a lot to think about. “A male who I just happened to land on in the middle of nowhere who just happened to turn into a talking tiger as well then meeting another boy who somehow mistakes me as a prostitute, who’s associate is a polite girly looking albino without the pink eyes."At first Kara tried to deny everything that happened, it was all so surreal, so unbelievable, so scientifically impossible. It all just seemed so stupid to her. If it was a prank why would it be pulled to this extent? It was most definitely not another country, she had enough knowledge of Geography to know that and it most definitely not be some point in the past because while it does seem a little 1900s they had the strangest plants she had ever seen not to mention the tiger that had transformed and talked to her. When she mentioned earth he got very confused, the furrowed brow was especially convincing. 
"Just where am I?” The girl whispered to herself then looked up to face Kale but not really looking him in the eye, “That would be too dangerous,” she thought a little nervously.
"Uh..umm…do you…doyoumindifwestayinthelibrary?" She spoke quickly, fearing he would throw her out somewhere and abandon her, then come back if she inconvenienced him too much.

Maria

Maria was ready to smack him one on the head. “What a cocky brat,” He nonchalantly smiled as the thought went through his head. Maria was not much older than Aaron but he already knew that the boy sometimes did not act like his age. Maria’s grin suddenly widened, ”Hmm…?”  He had noticed this before and figured that it was only due to not facing any hardships as someone from a rich familiy but his hands looked usually soft for a boy his age. “You’re an introvert?” He asked, pausing for just a moment to think, most boys his age would have gone around picking fights and doing crazy things, even boys of high class families but as it was, Aaron would spend many days perhaps nights in his little lab, tucked away from the outside world. “An extreme introvert?” There weren’t any noticeable, “battle scars,” as some people put it, on his knuckles and it didn’t look like he carried anything heavier than a spoon so most people would reach this conclusion.

AHOHOHON, MARIA HOLMES ARRIVES
no i am joking, i just wrote maria’s paragraph from assumption because aaron’s seems like that kind of guy HAW HAW HAW.
anyway sorry for not having replied in a while but i did not FEEL IT IN MY BLOOOOOD for a while. man i was so confused while writing this because im learning german again so all this german grammar shit comes to my head and i squint at the screen and am like “fuck is that german??? am i doing this right? what is english?”
hope you enjoy this pile of poop because most of the rp at this point in time is supposed to be interaction so our paragraphs are supposed to be short but i wanted to write about what Kara was thinking because man is the situation she’s in right now ridiculous. 
also guess what! On September 14th Katharina Aranya Koerner is going to germany for a year! hopefully timezones wont fuck me up that badly. Man i miss talking to you a lot! Im kinda hoping that you’ll reply tomorrow but i shouldn’t get my hopes up, especially after disappearing for so long. hehe im typing so much here because we don’t really talk in the pms anymore or skype so you can type a lot here too if you want!
i will be waiting for your personal reply and rp reply both!

Kale and Aaron

Kale

Kale coughed lightly, shaking his head, before sparing a glance towards Kara. While usually he wouldn’t bother thinking of the girl, he didn’t want to accidently get on anyone’s bad side in the house. He’d heard a few stories around town about the Jordans’ daughter and her work with the police system, and if not getting on the girl – and her father’s – bad side meant coinciding some of his traditional barbs he’d just try and be a bit more polite. “I don’t want anything. You?”

Still, while he had no respect for this girl (especially considering her status as crazy-person,) Kale had treated her as though she needed to instantly know what was going on, when even he did not fully understand why this mission was so important. He knew the basics, of course, but the politics behind the System and Vents were thoroughly confusing to the more war-like tiger boy. It was difficult for him to even understand why they were all fighting; from what he knew, the Zones hadn’t even been provoked into attacking, but the general animosity between them grew day by day, and the Wilds didn’t’ need that on top of their own struggles for survival.

Aaron

“Mhm,” Aaron hummed in agreement, already turning his mind back to the problem at hand; the two that had followed – possibly followed? – them back to the estates. It was highly possibly that they were there to see his father, but coincidences were rare in his life; and besides, he’d long since learned to avoid anything resembling ‘fate’, and whatever this was could just be one big conspiracy.

Now that sounded paranoid. Pausing his thoughts to shake that one from his head and remind himself not to mention it to his siblings, Aaron distractedly headed for his laboratory, mind buzzing with the potential of a new invention. He barely remembered to pull himself from his thoughts for long enough to glance back at Maria and say, “Lab. Mine. Don’t speak, or you’ll not be allowed in, got it?” His glare was one born of practice and necessity, but delivered without any real venom, his mind already distracted again by the possibility of the new materials Roman was delivering and what the two strangers where there to talk to his father about.    

Kara

Kara

Kara nervously followed Kale’s actions and pulled off each of her slip ons but instead of letting her feet touch the cold marble floor, she bent down and grabbed a pair of slippers. 'Ha! Asian family etiquette really does pay off,' The girl thought triumphantly as she observed Kale’s reaction. To her surprise though there wasn’t really much to see, despite the way he had been acting before. Kara took a deep breath and sighed, realizing that she had been doing that a lot lately. Who wouldn’t? Everything that had been happening had been quite out of this world to her so she decided that right after this, she would try not to cause Kale any trouble anymore, after all she was just dead weight to him and the fact that there was this crazy girl who thought she was quite literally out of this world was scaring him a bit in the beginning as well. Kara thought about whether to reply to the butler or not she opened her mouth to speak but quickly shut it, thinking it was best for Kale to handle his own business.

Kale

Kale

Kale paused for a moment as he stepped inside; the Clans of the Wild were just that – wild. His people, especially, were nomadic, and rarely had permanent structures while they travelled. The only proper ‘permanent’ structure that Kale’d ever known was the High Rock, where his pack travelled once a cycle in the spring to name the young warriors in their coming-of-age ceremony, and even that wasn’t nearly as enclosed or grandeur as this place.

His sharp golden eyes noted the shoes by the door and he kneeled, nimble fingers undoing the laces on his boots quickly and slipping them off. His left leg was decorated in black spots and stripes, curling around his limb in a symbol of pride, but on the other leg a large bite mark scar showed where he’d almost gotten his leg bitten off one day by one of the croc-shifters as a pup. The scars were both a symbol of pride and shame to him; he’d survived with his leg, while many others would not’ve, but as a result the tribal markings that should’ve decorated both his legs were only relegated to one side, showing the idiocy he’d partaken in as a child. If he’d been a warrior and earned the scars in battle, they would’ve been proudly displayed on his body, decorated in red lines and curls, but as Kale had only gotten them as a pup, and by being reckless to boot, he would never be allowed to display the scar with any sort of pride.

Holy Lords, that’s cold! His mind yelped at him as his feet hit the marble, and he hissed at the surprise. He missed the slippers, instead straightening and forcing his discomfort from his mind, making sure no signs of his shift were visible. No claws from the cold, or extra fur to keep him warm. Just a normal, approachable (technically illegal) diplomat on a mission. Starting after the doorman as he went right, Kale only gave a brief flick back towards Kara to make sure she hadn’t wandered off, and knotted his hands behind his back to look more professional.

“The master of the house is currently in a business meeting. Please stay in here and feel free to observe the books in the library until he is done. Would you like refreshments?”    

dude I don’t know what to write about Aaron. I literally have two sentences about fluffy hair and that is it.

Maria & Kara

Kara

The girl shut her mouth the moment Kale looked at her, and when he turned away, she rolled his eyes and sighed against the soft fabric of the scarf. Shoving her hands in her pockets, she quietly waited for the servant at the door to give a nod and allow both of them in. He looked extremely hesitant, what anyone would be if they had a half tiger wanting to come into their home, but eventually gave an almost inaudible sigh and waved them in. She figured that it was probably best to leave her shoes outside and then step in and just wait in front of the door, but quickly realized that she was Asian, and that’s what Asian families did. And that the girl still had no idea how manners even worked in this so-called alternate world.

Maria

Maria did little to conceal his excitement and even him himself could not tell whether it was genuine or if he was trying to keep up with his act. It had been long since the boy received anything even remotely close to looking this nice and despite the air that surrounded this room, it was still nice that Aaron’s father thought of him enough not to give him a servant’s quarters. “Ahh,” He spoke softly with a warm smile, “This is really nice.” His thoughts on the other hand were not as warm, “This little brat probably thinks something like this is nothing. God damn he’s lucky.”

Kale and Aaron

Kale

Scrunching his nose up irritably, both at his disgust over having to speak words he so obviously detested palatable on his face and at the muffled giggle he could hear from Kara, the tiger shifter pursed his lips and stood up straighter, firmly ignoring as the boy went past him. Turning his attention to the door man, Kale tried to recapture the commanding rightiousness he’d felt earlier, but the elusive emotion seemed further out of his grasp then it ever had before, and Kale was left feeling like the child he really was - just a bit lost, just a bit confused, and pushed under the pressure of trying to save the world he knew. “I would like to speak to the Head of the Jordans family, thank you. Please tell him that Kale of the Northern Tiger Tribes is here to meet with him.”

To the nervous tiger boy’s credit, his voice didn’t shake an iota, and his chin was held high, but even he could sense the fear-scent that came off him. What if he was turned away? Could he really try to save the Pack without the support of those that practically wrote the Book of Names?

Aaron

Hearing Maria’s nearly silent footsteps behind him, Aaron turned his head slightly and gestured to encompass the enormity of the front hall, saying as he did so, “Foyer.” Pointing to the left, and then the right, he continued in short order, “Kitchen, and the servant’s quarters which I suggest you stay out of.  Social dinning room is beyond that, but we’ll usually be using the children’s dinning room upstairs. Right is where the library and hosting rooms are. Don’t go in the tea room, because the house maid will possibly murder you, and going into the fighting room will result in grievous injuries delivered by my sister. Gardens are out the back, and upstairs are the bedrooms and the rest of the offices.” Climbing the rest of the stairs, hand never touching the banister for fear of leaving fingerprints upon its glossy surface, Aaron made sure Maria was still following before beginning to point out rooms. “First level is my father’s office, and rooms, and you are not allowed in for any reason but if summoned or an emergency. Zoe’s room is also on this floor, but if you knock she’ll usually let you in. It’s the silver-plated door with the birds on it, over there. The spare bedroom where you’ll be staying is also on this floor, and I’ll show you that in a minute.”

Taking a deep breath to clear his throat, Aaron continued to the left of the banister, where a swirling staircase led even further upwards. “My brother’s room is on the right side, while mine is on the left. Usually I stay in his room, as mine often seems to be over run by chemicals.” Aaron coughed discretely into his hand, knowing exactly why his room was over run by chemicals. Stopping in front of a elegantly ornamented door, Aaron swung it open, gesturing inside. “This is your room.”

Furnished with nick-nacks that looked expensive but did little to conceal the empty, loneliness of the room, the spare bedroom had a desk and side tables, along with a double bed and windows that overlooked the gardens. The whole room was free of any dust, and the sheets looked primly pressed, as though ironed to the bed.

Kara & Maria

Kara

Kara stifled a giggle. She never thought that in the entire time she was standing by Kale she would ever see him turn that red. She pulled up the scarf closer to her cheeks and let it cover her slightly red nose. ‘God damn it’s cold,’ She thought and her hands in the pocket of her coat fiddled with the fabric in an attempt to keep them warm. To tell the truth, she was very upset that Maria was being so rude. At least now she knew that Kale’s particular disdain for females was not just him, but were quite a few males. She assumed that Maria had to have been a male because, what kind of self respecting female would insult her own gender?

Maria

Out of the corner of Kara’s eye she could see the white haired boy smiled softly and he spoke, “I don’t have the authority to allow you in,” He paused before he stepped inside. “But I do believe this member of staff was given the right to decide,” He gestured to the male at the door and then swiftly stepped in. As he had learned in a few previous households, it was polite to take your shoes off as to not dirty the place so he carefully placed his damp boots off to the side and wore some guest slippers that had been put on a rack near the door. He was not going to suffer a lecture like he did that last time he made a mistake. It also was not like he couldn’t move in the slipper, he could definitely slide around to walked behind Aaron again. 

Kale and Aaron

Kale

His sharp eyes caught the movement of the flinch, and he smirked triumphantly, gleeful at the taunt, before the other boy’s retort stopped his smile in its tracks. Kale hissed before he realised he was doing it, the sound harsh and grating, and his shoulders immediately hunched up as though his neck fur was ruffed, his feline instincts picking up the threat. The surge of mortification three seconds later, however, made his cheeks flush a vibrant red, and he glared at Maria for causing such a reaction. His lip still curled, however, no matter his attempts to taper it down, and the teen clenched his teeth to keep from saying something he’d regret. Obviously this electric boy was friends - or at least, his bodyguard - with the Jordans’, and getting on his bad side probably wouldn’t help Kale’s case.

Swallowing back the harsh words that threatened to emerge from his lips, the tiger tried to remain civil, pulling every and all instincts he had firmly in his control. “Look, we- got off. On the wrong foot. Would you- please, ask if my companion and I could speak with the Head of the family?” The words felt bitter in his mouth, the taste of the word ‘please’ entirely foreign on his tongue, and Kale swallowed hard to get past the thick feeling in his throat.

Aaron

The warm air of the house wrapped around him as Aaron made his way into the house, shedding his boots by the front door and donning slippers to keep his feet from getting cold on the marble floors. Sure, they looked nice, but sometimes they were colder than the ice that collected on his window sill in the morning. His footsteps echoed as he crossed the foyer, and underneath the beat his feet made was the loud tick of the grandfather clock and the nearly soundless hiss of steam and gears, normal to the teen after having been surrounded by them for so many years. 

Heaving a low, quiet. sigh, Aaron massaged the base of his neck with his cool hands, making his way up the staircase that led to his lab/bedroom (in all honesty, he usually slept on the couch in Mikeal’s room, as half the time his room was semi-destroyed thanks to his inventions). Maria could find his own way around the mansion if he wasn’t feeling like coming along when Aaron told him to.

Kara & Maria

Kara

If someone had treated her the way the arrogant boy had been treating her back on earth, they would get slapped across the face by their peers. She was starting to feel homesick. Perhaps she had been bullied a bit and perhaps she was a little too obedient back at home but at least she received some respect every now and again. Kale was acting like one of her mother’s old boyfriends. He was mean, horrible and terribly rude and despised it when Kara or her mother showed any self-respect for being a woman. ‘He’s also being a misogynistic little shithead,' She thought, well, either that or it was just her that he was ill-mannered to. The boy who was being followed around by someone, who she realized was Maria, was equally as bad if not worse. He accused her of being a lady of the night based on her clothing and acted like herself and Kale were some sort of thugs planning out a grand theft. And at first, Kara made the assumption that Maria was the kinder one out of the three she had met but perhaps not. In fact, she (he?) might have possibly been the worst. The way they danced around the people they talked to made her head hurt and she felt slightly worried for their mental state. Was it normal for someone to be so cheery all the time? Cheery, dark and cold? The girl shook of the thoughts about the three different boys and stood beside Kale silently, she did not want to fuck this up for him, something she did too much back at home despite trying to obey instructions.

Maria

The white haired boy visibly flinched. He was thankful for the white hood he once again had put over his eyes earlier because if he hadn’t, everyone around him would have seen his panic. His eyes had widened and he reached up to feel the scars around his neck and shoulders. They were described earlier as black veins but in all honesty they are scars that appeared as dark cuts. He could have sworn he almost felt the gears of his heart click faster. Maria might have looked odd, in fact he might have passed as a female nymph from on of the other kingdoms. Either that or this tiger person was after him. Maria pondered on the thought for another split second but then pushed it out off his mind. People couldn’t even tell the difference between his gender let alone where he came from. The panicked moment he had for a second just made his grin even wider. “Me? Perhaps…but at least I have the means to travel this world legally,” He whispered to Kale, making sure that Aaron would not hear  a word he said, “I don’t need to fear for safety or my freedom everyday.” He paused and instead of grinning or smiling, he smirked and let his hood fall back slightly, revealing his piercing pale eyes, ”And I certainly don’t need to get a woman to read for me.” With the amount they fucked with Maria it would have been a waste if he couldn’t at least have heard the young girl read the words, especially when she spoke so casually and loudly. To be honest Maria was surprised he was able to catch such a thing. He was even more surprised that someone from the tribe was even able to identify such a cursive handwriting engraved on the wall. “It’s a shame we can’t speak more,” His voice was now filled with sincerity with hints of sarcasm and his expression formed into a soft sadness, “Goodbye, till we meet again little boy.”

Kale and Aaron

Kale

Kale stiffened, teeth clenching forcefully in a way that made his jaw hurt, and the tiger shifter tried not to let his tense body make his nape fur fluff. Self-consciously, he smoothed back the bandanna securing and hiding his ears from the world, half-afraid that it had been moved free with the movements his ears did unconsciously. 

Sharp golden eyes narrowed, slits dark against the brilliant colour, and Kale felt a half-growl build in his throat at the feeling of electricity and wrongness that prickled against his skin when the white-haired boy’s gaze was on him. His fists clenched and he forced himself to relax before his claws cut into his palm, inclining his head to the other teen and forcing a smile. “No, actually. I’m exactly where I have planned to be. What about you,” His smile became little more than a taunting smirk when he next spoke, the threat making his words a taunt, “You seem a bit far from your own connections.”


Aaron

Walking up the slippery marble steps, Aaron pushed past both the golden-eyed boy and the strange-standing girl, giving a brief glance up to their butler and a slight shake of his head, indicating for his servant to do what he wanted with the uninvited guests. Turning to face the two again, Aaron usual blank mask slid over his face, and spoke evenly, if a bit irradiated-sounding, ”I would appreciate not getting my house ransacked by delinquents.” Heaving a large breath that just barely edged on a sigh of aggravation, Aaron turned again, into the sanctity of the lonely house, before looking over his shoulder to glance at Maria. 

"Are you coming?" He asked, cocking an eyebrow at the other teen, "You won’t exactly be doing the best job protecting me out there; unless, of course, you’d like to continue your discussion with cat-boy over there to see if he poses any threat?" The sarcasm that dripped from Aaron’s sharp tongue practically made sizzling noises as it hit the pavement.

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