Realistic or Modern The Shade Corps

[LowkeyLovingLoki]

Almost immediately after suggesting that they all share their names, Rome regretted it. When that annoyingly clean-cut, pristine man - James - started talking and wanting them all to say why they were there, Rome rolled his eyes and leaned back against the chair, barely listening to the names being stated. He kind of zoned out for a bit, then the girl behind the couch was speaking, and Rome couldn’t help but wonder what the hell she was doing here if she wasn’t used to the atmosphere. He opened his eyes and peered around to look at her, smiling in a very non-genuine way. “If you can’t handle the heat, dear, get out of the kitchen,” he told her.

When that man in the suit, Martin, apparently, started talking, Romir promptly stood up and headed towards the laptop. “Well,” he said, barely letting Martin finish speaking. “I don’t know about you guys, but I don’t really care about whether we’re all here or not,” he said, raising a brow as he looked over the group, his finger hovering over the mousepad of the laptop.

 

[TayMaiTer]

When there was a break between the babbling and screaming, Elentiya pushes herself off the walls and takes a few steps toward the couches and chairs. She places her hands on her hips, remaining standing.

"I suppose I should introduce myself as well. My name is Elentiya. Though that is a mouthfull for some people, so most call me Elie. I don't care what you call me." She looks each person in the eye, enjoying the feeling of being the same height as them whenever they sit. She gives a feral grin that reveals enlongated, razor sharp canines that seem to be more animal than human.

"This should be fun." She turns and returns to her place, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed across her chest.

 

[Caffeine_Obsessed]

Oliver Rodriguez





After a loud sigh- and a bit of hesitation- Oliver takes his glass and stands to the left of... what was his name again? Oh, right. He stands to the left of Romir. He places one hand on his own thigh, while his other still holds his glass, his gun now once again holstered. He is now slightly hunched over to get a better look at the laptop screen.





“Let’s just see what this is all about...” he mumbles, not noticing how loud his mumble actually was.





Too many thoughts are running through his brain. Even after his freak out he’s still very on edge. Who could this person be? Why call upon these weirdos? (He doesn’t count himself as one of them of course even after what just happened) When is he going to see this mysterious stranger in person so he can beat them to a pulp? And what exactly is this laptop going to show us?





Oliver tilts his head as his eyes slightly glaze over. He does this subconsciously when he’s deep in thought. He stares at the screen.

 

[Jaellagirl]

She had come quite a way to get this beast of a building. It sure looked nice. Maybe if she was in luck, she might be able to swipe a thing or two for her business. She parked her car at the sea of others and turned the key out of the ignition. Alice grabbed the shotgun from under the front seat and made her way up to the house. The door seemed to be kicked in. How peculiar she slipped in, trying to make as little of noise as possible.
There seemed to be a lot of locomotion in the house, and when she had reached the place of all the noise, she decided to have a stylish entrance to let everyone know she is not the one to mess with. She gave it a good look and decided that why not just rid of it from its hinges. Alice blasted both of them good and then just watched as it fell in front of her, revealing a room full of strangers.