Triste stopped her rocking back and forth. She took a deep breath then picked up the knife and carving again. After wiping the tears from her eyes, she continued. Soon she had finished. She pulled out a little box of paint. She rarely painted her carving because paint was extra money she didnt usually want to spend but felt like this was one of those times the carving deserved it. She opened a little container of brown paint and began to paint the hair. After that, she painted the rest of it, saving the wings for last. For those, she opened two fresh containers of gold and silver. She painted the wings silver with gold swirls. She then set the carving down to dry and stashed everything away in her suitcase. She let out a long sorrowful sigh then leaned back against the sewer wall. She watched the paint dry on her Angel Alistar carving.

Naanita nodded. "Ah. Hey, have you seen Nic? He said hed be in the sewers somewhere but i still havent foudn him....Plus he forgot he gave me this." She holds up his contact lens container.

Muni shrugged " he hasn't come in or out recently so he may be back at camp, or off in some other hidden corner. ' he said seeming to relax a bit

Nicolas Mathews ( Deaths touch ) | Male | 14 | | Hitman | Location: Sewer camps | Interactions: Allura, Queenie.


" Hello Queenie! How are you today sweetie? " Nicolas asked, getting to his knees to face her. He usually called the younger kids something like that, it was force of habit. He looked to Allura and smiled brightly. " Hello.. Allura. " He sounded near shy, but not quite there just yet. He smiled at them, joyous as ever. " How are the two loveliest ladies in the underground today? " He said it genuinely, having no clue what flirting was.

(Lol just relaized there are two nucks)


"Great....Knowing him hes probably in the grossest tunnel..."

Muni chuckled " your probably right Though I'm sure he will see you around supper if you don't want to go looking for him " he suggested

"True...Hey, what're we ven having? Rations?"

Kassian Harlin | Male | 16 Years | Location: Old Town Print Factory | Interactions:Kit

Kassian couldn't help but smile just a little bit at her reaction with spiders. Of all the things, this girl was scared of spiders. To each there own I guess. He thought as he coughed a bit from the dust in the factory.
"I'm surprised the hobos haven't turned this place into a paradise hotel yet." Kass grinned, walking into te place and looking around, and then looking at the worn ceiling.

Aurlieus sat on the hard ground, his back against the brick wall in the alleyway. In his hand, he held a small pocketknife, not even bothering to hide it. He didn't care if people avoided him because of it; in his opinion, it was for the better.

(oof this feels like such a wrong way to jump in)