Teddybear

Harper nodded her agreement, bouncing on the balls of her feet in what was either anxiety or excitement. It was difficult to tell the difference sometimes. "Sounds like a plan. ...

Les nodded. He rifled through his bag, which was laying on the bedside table, for a moment. At the bottom of the bag were a few things. Gifts from mother, ...

Les led the way to the second floor. His room was small, lacking in anything more than the necessities, but he hadn't planned on staying here for more than a ...

Les leaned into the man as he walked, desperately needing the comfort as he walked. They made it back to the city and Les led the way to the inn. ...

Harper blinked, slightly startled at that answer, then her grin returned, her eyes brightening as she looked at the blade. "You've killed demons before then?" she asked, sounding far more ...

She took the outfit and looked it over. She didn't question why someone would want to wear blue canvas. Clothing was clothing. She knelt down and told Eddie to stay ...

Harper smirked, "I can respect an aesthetic choice," she twirled her parasol again, hearing the beads clink together on the top. "Is the sword there for the same reason?" she ...

Les sniffled and wiped his face. Home. He couldn't go home. As much as he wanted to, it was too far. A three day ride if they had horses to ...

Megara rolled her eyes and offered a hand to Eddie, who dutifully took it and trotted beside her as she closed the last of the gap between them. "Well, chatting ...

Megara scowled at him, "You berate your friends for referring to you in the third person to your face, and then you do it to me?" Eddie, who probably had ...

Megara sat with her back against the wall, controlling the tears. Eddie had trotted off to sulk in his room alone, and she let him. She couldn't comfort him in ...

Harper fiddled with the pendant around her neck, her very dangerous failsafe. Demons were a risky kind of exciting. Just as much a learning experience as a good way to ...

Bobby hadn't gotten a chance to respond to anything. He was looking frantically around, looking for a way out, away . He backed up a couple of steps and bumped ...

Bobby: A malnourished, small kid with dusty brown hair chopped in an atrocious style that appears to have been accomplished with a dull pair of scissors and even a lighter ...

"My probable what ?" Megara asked, processing. This game didn't sound like one she was going to like, and not just because she was here against her will. For one, ...