((Will get to posting.))

((Wow, this has been very active.

Awesome, full. That'll do it.

Yoshi and Paige: That all depends how this works out. Of course, since the current moment gives us little to work with, yes, I'd like to do other moments, with other people starting them. However, they'd probably be on different threads. For instance, I may label a new moment as "RRM Part 2." I am open to suggestions, of course, and am glad you find this to be interesting.))

((Okay. Toshiro, Crispin can't reply to Merit because he is at Nal's house like a creeper. Lol. Still, the post itself is fine. Good job.

I also want to make clear to everyone that there will be a lot of powerplaying (pp) in this roleplay, and it is entirely allowed, and encouraged, actually. Just don't do anything stupid, like killing characters without permission, or you will be kicked from the thread.

I am alright with others moderately using swear words, but you will notice, I will bleep mine out, due to personal beliefs. Let me emphasize that you may use any language as long as it coincides with Recreatu forum policies.))

Crispin laughed slightly, his finely tuned ears hearing Simon's booming "whisper." He looked at Simon, who looked incredibly similar to Nal. She never told me she had a brother. He was fairly tall, probably several inches taller than Crispin. Although, Crispin was also rather muscular, so they'd most likely tie up were they to fight. Why am I sizing him up?

"There is no need for any @**-kicking." A somber glow in his eyes paved the way for a more sincere conversation. "I just really hope you know how sorry I am. I can't stress it enough. I don't expect anything, but I don't want you to hurt." He said, his voice barely above a whisper.

((If you haven't noticed, my character's personal thoughts are usually italicized.))

Letting out a soft groan, Nal turned to her older brother. "Really? You're going to resort to violence?.." Then again, it wasn't such a bad idea. Crispin did hurt her after all. "Well, I don't know what you're planning on doing, but do. Not. Go. Outside. Understand, Simon?" Nal glared at him, then turned away from the window, pushing him out of the room. "I have to get dressed. Go away.." 

"But..Nal!" Simon squirmed, trying to turn back around to hollar out of the window. "No! Go away!" Frustrated, she finally got her door closed and locked it, even though she could hear Simon complaining and threatening her that he was going to go downstairs. "Yeah...right."

Frowning, Nal moved back over to the window, pulling the curtain back again. He was still down there. The window was still open. Crouching down, Nal stuck her head out the window slightly. "What is it, Crispin?" Her voice was tired, having a hurt and annoyed tone to it.

"Allison called me. Sob story there, right?" The sarcasm was thick in her voice. She wanted him to go away. Forget her, even. She needed better. He needed better. Nal knew, knew, that she was way out of her league with a guy like Crispin. As if this little mishap was going to save him. Once was enough, right?

The rain started pouring down heavier than before.

"Nal..." He whined. "Please. I came all this way to make sure you were okay. Not to seduce you." He flashed her an attempt at a smile. "And, if you are intending to change, I probably shouldn't be standing right here." Even in the rock-bottom moments, Crispin was always a comedian. As soon as the hilarity came, though, it left. Crispin once more resumed his pouting. "If you don't love me, which you clearly don't, can I at least comfort you? As a friend?" He muttered, quizically.

"If Crispin hurt you, than I don't want to be Crispin. He's a jerk, and I never want anything to do with him." Crispin realized he sounded like an old romance novel, but he didn't care. Tears started brimming in his eyes.

By now, the rain was intolerable. As much as it seemed wrong, Crispin knew he had to come inside. He gestured at his clothes to Nal. "Uh. I feel like such a **** right now, but could I come in...?" He asked quietly.

Nal narrowed her eyes down at him, unsure of what to do. The guy was practically throwing his heart down and stomping it down into the ground for her. Sighing, feeling defeated, more so of herself, she reliented. "Fine..I need to get dressed. Simon will answer the door. You'll have to deal with him.." She shut the window again as the rain had started to pour down once more.

Quickly, Nal shut the curtains and went to work in putting clothes on. She slipped on some loose fitted red plaid pajama bottoms with a black t-shirt, then worked her hair with the towel, getting it semi-dry. She unlocked and opened her door, finding Simon standing in the hallway, eating on another apple. Nal raised a brow at him, curious.

"You've...been standing here this whole time?"

"Yup."

"Overhearing my conversations with him?"

"Righty-o"

"Ihateyou" Nal said, tight-lipped. Simon laughed a little, shaking his pointer finger at her.

"Dear, dear sister. I love you so. You're funny. Shall I go let him in? I need a good bit of boxing practice right about now."

Nal bit the inside of her cheek, trying to ignore her brother's snide comments. "Whatever, Simon. Just let him in...UNHARMED, of course...I'll be in the kitchen." She moved past him, quickly making her way to her destination.

((I think Yoshi has a good idea going on there.

Edit oo' -derp-))

((Haha, Yosh. I see your logic. Alright, it's settled. How about each moment ends once it reaches a good stopping point, somewhere on the third or fourth page? Opinions?))

He smiled, satisfied that Nal cared for him enough to allow him entry. She left, and he continued towards the front door.

Crispin, still standing in the rain, was greeted by a familiar voice. It was terribly dark outside, and he couldn't see much of anything. He wandered around in the darkness, hands outstretched, and attempted to locate this person. After three or so minutes of unsuccessful searching, he warily gave up. He began backing up towards the door, slightly terrified of this strange being who knew his name. As he neared the front door, however, his back made contact with another body. He quickly turned around and his childhood friend, Merit, materialized.

"Long time, no see, Mer-bear." He chuckled slightly, feigning level-headedness. "I'd love to stay and chat, but I am in the middle of crisis... You know what? I'm sure Nal will let you in.." He mused, not realizing Merit had no clue who Nal was. "Hey, stay outside for a second." He whispered, happy that he was reunited with Merit, but upset that it had to be now.

Crispin scuttled inside, only to be greeted by the lanky, and teasing, Simon. "I'm not exactly a pro at chess, nor am I attempting to break Nal's heart. I also find it alarming that you consider me dear to you. However, I suppose I will have to feign that I am totally fine with you pushing me around for the moment, because we have a severe problem." Crispin whispered, and gestured to the door. "Come out, Merit." Crispin shook his head, and stared ashamedly at the ground, as if he had done wrong.