I would post, ut I am waiting for Indigo and St. Owl. I guess I could post, but I don't want to seem too impatient - this is upposed to be a slow RP, anyways.

Well I personally think it's going a bit too slow. That's just my opinion.

l don't know what to write........l'll try to come up with something soonish.

What about Theo? I'm really curious to see Rose and Grease's perspective of Tris's "hospitality". What does Rose think of her? What are her opinions of Tris's always bored expression and monotone voice?

~Avalon~

 "The diner - I knew I wasn't seeing things - Markus how . . . " I trail off, my mind racing. I rake on hand through my hair, then, "Markus, you have a power- invisibility. It's probably- I'm not sure- connected to feelings, so if you..."

Markus pops into existence again.  

Topity top.

Working on it....

I've had this written for awhile, I just haven't had time to post it... Sorry...

Anyways, Rose~

"What a peculiar girl..." Rose mutters, stepping outside of the door to the building.

"I told you she was a weirdo," Grease says.

"Oh, do shut up. She doesn't seem like the social type--she probably doesn't have very many friends. That doesn't make her weird."

"Speak for yourself," Grease says.

Lucky is standing outside the doorway, waiting for them. "So? What happened?"

"I asked her about her inventions... and she kind of turned cold. She told me there were much more interesting people to talk to than her, but--"

"But?"

"But she might be just the sort of person we need to sort out this mess! She's obviously smart and probably could invent something to get me out of Grease's body and into my own."

"No," Grease says in objection. "No way."

"I don't know," Lucky says hesitantly. "In stories, magic and machines don't usually mix..."

Rose frowns. "I suppose you have a point. But if we don't go to her, where do we go?" The siblings look out into the streets. This section of the city within itself is huge, it's almost impossible to imagine the city in full scale. Just thinking about it makes Rose dizzy. She's never really traveled out of her neighborhood, wanting to avoid getting lost, being mixed up in street fights, or running into patrol bots once the sun went down. She'd never actually seen a patrol bot, true, but she'd heard them passing by her window late some nights when she had failed to fall asleep. She'd never actually interacted with most of the things she was afraid of, and for some reason, that made them even more scary, her imagination filling in all the details she didn't know.

"We could go to the library," Lucky suggests. "See if there's any reports about missing children from ten some years ago."

Rose shrugs. She liked her idea, but it was obvious Grease and Lucky weren't going to let it happen. "Fine," she says. "Let's go."

Sorry it's so short!

Tris ~

I watch the two boys talk to each other, when I start to think back to their visit. Grease was weird, especially for a one of Luke's friends. None of them would risk talking to their head. And he was nice to me, which was even weirder. I have to figure out what's going on.  I quickly run down the stairs after them. They stop when they see me running towards them. "Wait. There is something wrong with you, and I want to know what. Question. Do you know Luke? He has blonde and blue hair, he's tall, is cocky."

Hey Theo, I thought that since Grease is in the group, he would be Tris's brother's friend. 

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Rose~ 

"No," Rose says in response to Tris's question at the same time Grease says, "Yes." She winces. "I mean yes. Of course! We're best friends! No, not best friends. Just close. I mean," she blubbers, trying to get what Grease is yelling at her about in her head through to Tris. She sighs. "Yes. I guess." She adds the last part under her breath.

"Of course I know Luke!" Grease shouts at her, exasperated. "Don't you know anything about me at all?!"

"Apparently not," she mutters angrily.

"What was that?" Tris asks.

"Oh, nothing."

Tris gives her a peculiar look. "What is wrong with you? I know I've seen you around Luke before, but..."

Rose shoots Lucky a look. He shakes his head. "Oh no," Grease says. "You better not tell her--"

She tisks, irritated at her brothers. “Nothing’s wrong with me,” she says in a mocking sort of monotone.

Tris frowns. “You’re lying.”

Rose stares at her. “You’re right.” She doesn’t want to lie to Tris--she likes her. She seems nice, just outcasted, her emerald green eyes looking both distant and sharp at the same time.

Emerald green. Rose shudders, feeling both fearful and attracted to the color.

Meanwhile, Grease is cursing at her, telling her to shut her mouth before she gets them in trouble. She ignores him. “I’m not Grease,” she says.

“But you introduced yourself as... you are...” Tris starts.

She holds up her hands, Grease’s hands. “I know. This... this is going to sound crazy, and you might not believe me, but,” she takes a deep breath, “I’m not Grease at all. I’m his sister, Rose. I stole his form and now I’m stuck in his body and he’s stuck in my head--” She stops and squeezes her eyes shut. When she opens them again, Tris’s eyes aren’t distant at all. “We... I was wondering...” She gulps. “Can you help us?”

Aaaaaand there's some writing!

Yay!

Tris ~

I process the information that is told to me. "I can try to help, but I will need a little more information."

"Thank you so much! But why were you so intent on knowing what happened?"

"I too have a.......... gift. And also none of Luke's friends act like you. Um, if you have a mechanical thing, I can show you." He, or she, takes off a watch, but stops suddenly. "Why don't you trust her?" She says to her head.

"Is that Grease?"

"Yep."

" Is he talking about me?"

"Yeah. He says not to break his watch. He made it himself."

"I won't break it." She hands me the watch. I glance down at it, and my brain sees every detail inside of the small watch. I look back at them and hand Rose the watch. "You have a one by one aluminum gear, one titanium spring, three copper gears, and those gears happen to be a bit rusty, making your watch a bit slow. A drop of oil with have it running smoothly, and I would get more aluminum gears. It makes the watch lighter, and it won't rust." The Lucky and Rose stare at me in astonishment. I have no clue what Grease is thinking. "My gift is that I can scan the inside of machines."

"Yo-your forehead was glowing," Rose stammers, "it was a kind of greenish aura."

"Oh, I've never noticed." 

I'm never gonna give you up!