(if i can join...)

Name:Sonya

Gender:female

Age:17

Personality:rping it

Crush:Jason?

Other:none

Looks:

[[Loki! XD]]

Name: Aryia Girora

Gender: Female

Age: 18

Personality: Extremely cheerful, naive and innocent. She really doesn't know what love is, but she does love a whole lot of things... She only came on this trip because of her parents, and she doesn't exactly love the cold weather.

Crush: Kent? 8D

Other: None.

Looks:

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Name:  Korvan Necropolis

Gender: Male

Age: 18

Personality: Korvan is extremely kind to animals, but that can't be said with humans. He may be nice, but if slightly agitated, he will strike. He's very protective of the things he love, and he's more of a quiet person, but not anti-social.

Looks:

Crush: Open

Other: Brought pet dur. Snake. I love snakes 8D And so does Korvan.

[[None of the pictures are mine!]]

OoC: Well, I'm just going to post my intro again since everyone joined after I posted it. =)

Bic:

Jason and Silvie sat on a couch in the far corner of the lodge.  The air was brisk and Silvie had a blanket pulled over her legs and waist, her head laid on Jason's knee and her arms were crossed, while the two friends spoke calmly.  Silvie rolled her eyes, "Gosh, I dont see why people are whining... the lodge is beautiful.  And if you look out any window its a gorgeous scene." Silvie said annoyed with all the crying tourists.  Sending a dark glare at anyone who came to 'comfort' her.

Jason chuckled, "I suppose.  But you must remember storms can strike fear into many.  Who knows maybe the heating will go." he protested in a calm tone.  He was relaxed and he was worried for these people... if the heating does go, who knows how many blankets could go around.  He sighed heavily... "There are many things that could go wrong, Silviana." he said starting to get worried.

Silvie rolled her eyes once more.  "You keep going for the negatives.   Everything happens for a reason...." she replied in a calm tone.

[[I'm going on a three day trip, and I'm not sure about the internet connection there. So, just a heads up. I may or may not post o_o I think I shall make my characters be good friends. At least, know each other -.-]]

Korvan was sitting next to Aryia. He was looking at the crowd not very far from him. "What's up with them?" He asked, seeing a few concerend faces, and a few delighted ones. It didn't make a lot of sense. Korvan silently slipped his hand into his pocket to pet a scaly thing hidden inside. "Shh..." He whispered. Euryale was his pet snake, a corn snake. She was a bright orange color, and her bite was non-lethal.

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Aryia looked at her friend. "Didn't you hear?" She asked Korvan. "This place is kind of snowed in, so we'll be staying in here for a few extra days. You know, wait it out." She wanted to sit closer to the fire, but she didn't dare leave Korvan's side. He was so quiet, he may as well be a statue.

Ooc: Thanks for the heads up. =)

Gah. I don't know what to post. =P

"My Gos, it would only happen to us that we get stuck out in the freakin' snow!" Dean cussed, walking up to the entrance of the lodge.

"Oh C'mon Dean, it's not so bad." Sam replied, laughing.

"Not so bad? Not so Bad?!? We are stuck in the middle of nowhere and I have to stay with two bit-" Dean started. A loud crack was heard, the familiar sound of a fist hitting flesh.

"You gonna shut up now?" Another voice said opening the door.

"Damn bloodsucker..." Dean muttered.

"Yet you love me." Damon laughed, stepping inside.

"Hello?" 

Silvie looked up at the newcomers.  She pulled the blanket farther up, to cover her bare arms.  She shuddered slightly even though the cold usually didnt bother her.  Jason looked down at his friend... "Im getting your jacket." he stated, not asking but almost commanding himself to do so. 

Silvie sat up, "No, I'm fine, really." she said reas.suringly and smiling up at Jason.  He was always worrying for her... always thinking she would get hurt or get in trouble.  She wasnt 5, she could take care of herself, but hey, Jason was very protective.  Of almost everything. 

Jason anwsered Silvie's statement with a look.  He smiled and put his hand out for the room key.  She handed it to him, he smiled widely, "I'll be back." he promised.

"Where else would you go?  Jumping out the window?" Silvie retorted sarcastically. 

Jason chuckled and turned and took off to the suite.

Shugo poked at a log in the fireplace with one of the fireplace tools. A slight frown was on his face. Being snowed in meant no snowboarding and possible cabin fever. He didn't think he could stand being cooped up in the lodge for so long, especially if people got as restless as he already was.

He pulled off the sweatband on his head, his blond hair falling into his eyes as he did. It was much too warm near the fire to wear it; he'd already taken his jacket off earlier. Huffing slightly, he pushed some hair out of his eyes and continued poking the log. The only good thing about this whole deal was that he got a few nights free at the lodge. Although he still didn't know what good it was if he couldn't snowboard.

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Kouji was sitting in a chair a little ways away from the crowd. He had is legs tucked under him and he was leaning slightly to the left so they wouldn't fall asleep. Luckily, the chair was big enough for him to stretch out slightly. His boots were right beside his chair (he didn't want to get the chair dirty) and a blanket was wrapped around his shoulders, covering most all of him. He was listening to his iPod with cheap airline headphones. Usually, he'd use something better, but they didn't block out sound from the outside like his other pair, so he could still listen to what was going on around him.

He was a bit excited about being snowed in. Sure there were plenty of things that could go wrong, but there was no changing what was happening so it was best not to complain. Besides, it could be interesting.  

Dean muttered something incoherent, pushing past Damon and walking in. He took the nearest seat he could find, gesturing for Sam to follow.

"You are so rude..." Sam muttered, taking the seat.

"And where am I supposed to sit?" Damon asked, hissing.

"The floor, like the good pet you are." Dean answered sarcastically.

"@sshole..." Damon muttered, leaning against the wall.