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Cyrus smiled wearily at her and held his forehead for a moment, waiting for his nausea to subside for the moment. Then he turned around and toed Tyler in the stomach. The rock had no response for Cyrus, making Cyrus smirk. Tyler had drank a LOT more than he had, so he'd probably be out for half the day if not more.

"Alright, well let's go." Cyrus told Emma heading out of Tyler room and down the stairs. It was bright outside, and the daylight shone through some of the open windows, lighting up the house in fresh natural light. As they passed the kitchen however, to head out of the front door Cyrus froze at the concerned motherly voice of Mrs. Cambell. He turned around slowly with a hesitant smile not sure how she'd respond to having Emma sleep over last night.

"Cyrus, I didn't know you stayed over last night." She hadn't seen Emma yet, and Cyrus murmured and explanation nervously.

"Uh, yeah. Tyler and I were hanging out and it got pretty late... so he let me crash in his bedroom." Her eyes flickered to Emma finally, widening in surprise.

"Hello." She spoke to Emma now, and then turned her eyes back to Cyrus.

"And who is this? I hope you guys didn't do anything I wouldn't approve of under my roof." She said in that oh-so subtle way of hers. Cyrus's cheeks lit up burning hot at the insinuation, and he avoided glancing at Emma with all of his might.

"What? No! This is Emma." He told her quickly. "She's one of mine and Tyler's friends who got caught up like me last night." Mrs. Cambell only smirked "knowingly" at their reactions, and it was then that he noticed her getting ready for work. She was dressed sharply in a blue pen skirt and white blouse, and carrying a small briefcase and her black leather purse.

"Alright then. Food's in the fridge if you're hungry." She told them and then checked her watch before passing them and heading out the door. Once the door clicked behind her, Cyrus - with his cheeks still hot from the imagery Mrs. Cambell had put into his head - looked over at Emma in question.

"Wanna just eat here?" He asked. "She really doesn't mind." If Emma had too many reservations however, he didn't mind just taking her somewhere to eat.


((I think Belmont abandoned the rp because of me. e.e I was really hating that he wasn't following the name and pic rule consistently though... even though it's a walk-in rp. I'll leave his profile up though for another few days in case he wants to still rp with us.

Also, I kinda miss the Escape the Lab rp already. It hasn't really lasted too long - I wonder what happened to Koral. ;-; ))

Cyrus smiled gently as he watched her head into the kitchen, but pause awkwardly just inside of it. He passed her and found his way to the fridge.

"How about something simple like cereal or sandwiches-" He moved to the cabinets. "- or ravioli. We can take a couple cans of ravioli and walk home eating those." He suggested, already pulling some out to look at the labels. Honestly Tyler was a pretty lucky kid. His parents hardly ever had an empty kitchen, and personally Cyrus thought that he shouldn't want for anything at this point. Of course Tyler would always want something from a new video game to the trendiest skate shoes out. He often made Cyrus roll his eyes in mock despair. The kid was nearly insufferable when it came to being materially spoiled as all hell. Cyrus pushed some of the cans back, and pulled some cereal boxes out, checking out the labels on those as well while he waited for Emma's input.




((Kinda of a late OOC response... xd BUT... here I go:

Yep I agree it isn't that difficult, but he did make things interesting and now it's kinda empty feeling... if anything maybe someone else will join again. I'll go ahead and take down his profile for now though, and hope he sends word that he still wants to rp.

I hope she is ok... maybe she just abandoned Gaia for a bit. I've done that a few times before. We could try to keep it going, but a character of mine is waiting on a direct response from her, and not only that people need to PM their profiles to her. We could try to make a new rp maybe with that theme? And see if that goes any better.))

Kylie Emmers


Kylie frowned after 5 hours of watching day time tv. She'd dozed off a couple of times, but whirling miserable images always shook her awake every time. She was tired, but sleep and being alone were the last things she wanted right now. She got up from the couch and dumped her empty chinese take out carton in the trashcan in the kitchen before heading back into her bedroom. She wondered what Etsuko was up to since she hadn't texted back, but Kylie wasn't the type to send message after message because she didn't think anyone's time was worth that much of her attention. Instead she grabbed her phone, a different hoodie that was a light grey with a bright green DC logo on the front, and headed out of the apartment her 40 bucks stashed in her pocket. She zipped her hoodie up half way and set about down the street yet again. It was almost a routine she's done a million times. Same sidewalk, same direction from her mom's apartment. The unfamiliar faces were the only difference she could count on.

Ecko embraced the dewy morning air, and even made a pit stop to climb a fire escape to a tall building just to enjoy the clean smell and slight chill of it. He stayed up their for a good hour before jumping a few buildings and climbing down another fire escape. He needed to head back... 'home' to get his paint, and then he needed to head to the place he'd chose a day or so ago. The picture was still ripe in his mind, and he didn't want to lose it. It sure helped his motivation to complete the picture after he had ran into those two wanna-be thugs for the place he had chosen so high over the many highways passing under it was in Damien's territory. He was really starting to hate that guy, but he hated his stupid minions that much more.

Miranda gave Jack a coy look, mostly because of his dorky thumbs up, but then she broke down into soft fits of laughter. Once she composed herself for the most part and took a small sip of her tea she smiled at Jack from over her cup. "Yeah, I'm fine. I should've expected this from Glen. He's impossibly irresponsible and selfish... I just thought... ugh... I don't know." She shrugged, a frown staining her expression as she puts her cup down on the table and held her forehead gently with one hand. "I think I'll get the locks changed now though. I feel bad for Jamie, but if Glen isn't going to care about us, then he's not going to be apart of us." She said, hoping it was a mature decision and not an emotional one. After a moments pause, looking down at the mess of school work in front of her, she smiles wearily.

"Glad you were there tonight though. I don't know how that would've gone without you." She did know. She would've called every 911 service available on the mere assumption that Jamie wasn't safe. These thoughts brought her back to her mother, which Jamie had enlightened to her attention outside with Alita. She hoped her mom would be gone by morning while everyone was still asleep. The trash woman was an embarrassment, and she certainly didn't want Jack to meet her.