CherryBlossomTea Posted October 13, 2016 Share Posted October 13, 2016 Please Register/ Sign In, in order to see the links. Isaiah Mathews Nickname: Isa or Baby face Mathews Age: 30 Orientation: Closeted Bisexual Likes: To read, To order take in, Watching old movies, People with a sense a humor (though he'll deny it), Cuddling (though he'll deny it) Dislikes: Anything overly sweet, being forced to go out (wasn't always the case), Not being respected, Being out of his element or feeling like he has no control over the situation he finds himself in Personality: A very jaded man. Isa is moody and stand offish and doesn't like having to talk to people outside of his job, but he wasn't always like this. Back in his younger years he was a snarky fun loving guy, who took joy in adventure. Now with his wife gone he is lonely and bitter. Bio: To Be Revealed in the Rp " Almost home Isaiah, almost home... " This was what Isaiah kept repeating to himself as he cruised down the road, a burning cigarette hanging from his lips. He found this to be an almost daily ritual as of late. His law firm would have him stay a few extra hours which would leave him stressed out, and in need for a smoke. It wasn't as if hated his job as a Defense Attorney, no he was very much passionate about his profession, he just hated having to socialize with people longer than needed, or rather longer than what he felt was needed. Man if his wife could see him now, she might have ask him where her real husband was at. He wouldn't have blamed her, Isaiah had changed...it just wasn't the same without her and after 5 years of marriage he would never get use to coming home to an empty house. Even if she had died 3 years ago... Isaiah raised up his free hand so that he could pull the waning cig from his mouth, blowing out a long trail of smoke out his barely cracked car window. Almost there the man thought, he was so close just a few more miles and- There was a loud thud and Isaiah screeched his black Mercedes to a halt. That was really loud thud...he prayed that meant he had hit a deer or something...He was quick to unlock the door, step outside into the nighttime air, and run over to the front of the hood. What he was staring at was definitely not a deer. " Shit! " Isaiah pulled out his phone and quickly began to punch in those three life saving numbers. " 911 operator what's your emergency? " " Hello, There's a kid out here and he's hurt pretty bad I think! Send someone to Elk Street please! " Isaiah voice was trembling along with his limbs. The operator woman told him to stay calm and to not hang up, like a dog Isaiah obeyed her commands. Within seconds he was on the his knees feeling at the male's neck. There was pulse, he was alive at least for now. " Help is coming kid... " was all Isaiah could say. He was too in shock to apologize at the moment and he was distraught over the fact that he could have or even may have committed murder. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Undinevea Posted October 14, 2016 Share Posted October 14, 2016 Charles Avery Nickname Charlie Age 18 Orientation Homosexual Likes Mysteries, cats, justice, spicy foods, and winning or succeeding in everything he does. Dislikes Liars, being looked down upon as well as being treated as a child, and people with no indoor voice. Personality Cheerful and usually optimistic, Charlie will always be seen with a smile of his face. He is very sociable and friendly with others, commonly being the one to break the ice as well as initiating the conversation. Being intelligent and top in class, he puts a lot of effort in everything he does with having great determination in doing so as he was aiming to be a lawyer and idolize one specific person though he did not really reveal this fact to anyone else. At times, he is shown to be quite sarcastic in response to another's action that he is not too fond of. Concerning his sexuality, he hates the fact that people will see him differently once they are aware of it, preferring to keep the fact behind closed doors. He does finds himself a bit bashful around other males though he doea have a teasing side. Late night cram school was a way to maintain his grades, willing to basically spend most of his time doing student duties than anything else. His parents were succesful, adding more reasons for him to not goof off even though they did not really pressured him to be on top. It was undermining how his siblings as well as his relatives had turned out, increasingly feeling that the small detail should not be so discouraging. His determination was really one thing that he felt useful to achive a great outcome, hoping that he was not on the wrong path. And tonight was a very much similar night of his extra classes, not caring for any rest as he was cycling on the way home. Charles was keeping a very slow pace while reading small notes in his palm, reviewing about the recent lesson. His eyes were not much focused on the road, used to the only small amount of vehicles passing by his path and every time did not really intersect with them, yet. He realized that was his mistake when headlights flashed on him and it was too late for him to avoid it, his bike as well as himself got hit by the front of some fancy car. Now lying on the ground, all he could feel was immense pain. The only thing he had with him is his book bag, his phone being inside of it as well and the notes he was holding slid off his hand easily. His vision was already in a blur as he heard a sudden voice of panic, somewhat familiar and believed he was dreaming after having pinpointed of where he had heard it from. Soon enough, everything faded to black for him. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CherryBlossomTea Posted October 20, 2016 Author Share Posted October 20, 2016 " Oh shit! Pleeeeease don't die on me, your so young you got places to be, people to meet, hearts to break! " Isaiah panicked scrabbling to pull the teen into his arms cradling him. He rocked himself a bit, but not because he was trying to calm the other, no he was rocking to try and calm his own self. He could see the head lines now Big Time Lawyer Kills Highschooler! Was it really just and accident?. " Come on kid speak to me something?! Open your eyes, anything... " he gripped the boy and held him until he heard sirens blaring. The permedics had arrived. They asked many questions those peremedics. They first asked for him to clearly explain what happened, and Isaiah gave them the whole story. The smoking, the no hitting of the breaks, the whole nine yards. Then they attempted to confirm that this kid wasn't related to him and Isaiah was quick to say he wasn't. So now here he was after a 30 minute ambulance ride to hospital, standing at the kids bedside, arms crossed and praying that this kid made it. He felt terrible. Not only for hitting him but also felt terrible that his first thought wasn't 'Gee I hope he lives because he's just a kid ' but 'Gee I hope he lives because I need my job and prison scares me'. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Undinevea Posted October 22, 2016 Share Posted October 22, 2016 Pure whitenesss filled his vision when he came to, fluttering his eyes open as he tried to scan around but could only see the ceiling while not bothering to sit up. Charles can hear murmurs from the hallways outside, slightly groggy and wondered how long has it been since he was conscious. Guessing where he was at the moment was simple, still having lingering memories in his mind though they were starting to fade and bkur. A nurse entered a few minutes later, her eyes widened for a brief moment before approaching him. She inquired about his state of feelings as well as emotions, jotting it down when he claimed to have a slight head ache and nothing else. He finally attempted to raise himself but the twinge of pain around his left forearm interrupted him, wincing while the nurse coaxed him into lying back down. It was revealed to him that his had gotten a fracture in an accident, the nurse explaining the events before he was brought to the hospital. What he had just heard was certainly something that he had least expected, questioning the person's name. With him being quite famous and coming out of newspapers and such, the nurse was aware of the man and told him so. He could not really believe the stroke of fate and inquired whether he was still in the hospital, some kind of plan bubbling up inside his mind. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CherryBlossomTea Posted October 27, 2016 Author Share Posted October 27, 2016 He lived! Thank the heavens! Isaiah let out a breath he had no clue he had been holding. The kid lived, he wouldn't have to go to prison, he could keep his job. Life was great! Isaiah smirked and stepped closer to the bed. The lawyer looked at the kid. " Welcome back to the world of the living. Destination hospital~ " he joked, which he had a habit of doing when he was nervous. " I'm...really sorry about hitting you. I didn't see you honestly. I wasn't trying to kill you if you were thinking that. " he chuckled, biting his lip. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Undinevea Posted October 28, 2016 Share Posted October 28, 2016 Charles jolted as a man suddenly appeared in his sight, not taking even a second to recognize him since the person was practically an idol of his. The nurse allowed the two alone, leaving the room as she had other business to attend as well. He blinked at the contrast of personality, having used to the man being all serious while in court though he had only one chance to actually see him in real life before. His forearm had been casted which only reduced the pain, able to adjust his own body after a little while to sit up. Letting a long pause after the man's word as he did not really chose to answer yet managed a smile soon after, clearing his throat before speaking. "Don't get me wrong but I don't actually hold any ill will towards you, Mr. Mathews. If you're the cause of this, you won't mind me pressing charges, right." He spoke with a grin accompanied with a calm voice, looking at the man straight in the eye. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CherryBlossomTea Posted November 5, 2016 Author Share Posted November 5, 2016 This was his payment...This was his payment for being nice to this little brat! He was going to press chargers. Why? The kid lived didn't he?! Isn't that payment enough! " What..? " Isaiah's voice was low and a scowl was upon his lips. He huffed rubbing his temples. He honestly should have expected as much. He reached into his coat pocket and grabbed a check book and pen, taking off the cap with his teeth. " How much do you want? " he questioned flatly. He guess he didn't have to be kind to the kid anymore since, he wasn't going to be cutting the lawyer a break. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Undinevea Posted November 5, 2016 Share Posted November 5, 2016 That kind of reaction was to be expected with how he had suddenly mention on pressing charges, the man showing clear annoyance at his behavior. A light chuckle left him upon the realization that the lawyer had taken it quite seriously although he meant it as a bluff for the person to heed his request, managing to calm himself after a few moments. "I assure you that I have no plans of robbing you of your money, Mr Mathews," he claimed quite gently, not even giving a single glance at the check book. His eyes fell onto the cast wrapped around his fore arm, wondering how long it will take to heal, several weeks he supposed from the conclusion of the nurse's explaination. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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