Oberon Lightfellow (lightfellow) wrote in ripic, @ 2018-09-12 22:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: jordan young, character: oberon lightfellow, date: 8/8, player: erin, player: lily |
Who Oberon Lightfellow & Jordan Young
Where Jail :(
What They got arrested
When After the riot
Rating Lowish? Expect anger and cursing tho
There were two different sides to Oberon Lightfellow, but there weren't very many people who knew that. The side that he showed to the public was flashy and friendly, willing and able to talk to everyone and look on the bright side of life. The other side was a little darker and angrier than that. Enforcers and their indiscriminate violence brought that side out of him, and as much as he hated to admit it, he had put it on display for the public. In particular, a group of kids who had done nothing wrong getting roughed up by an enforcer. He knew what he did wrong, and sitting in a jail cell to reflect didn't make him regret punching that enforcer a single bit.
However, Oberon is not dressed for jail. He was dressed for a party, though now it looked like maybe he'd done a little too much of that. His silk shirt was now woefully missing the top button, though he'd managed to right the intricately patterned jacket he'd worn over it. His hair, once pristinely done up in fauxhawk had fallen a little out of place due to sweat and he certainly hoped his eye makeup held up better than his hair. Tapping his loafers on the concrete, he glanced slightly at his cellmate.
The man sitting next to him was one Oberon had taken notice of early on in the evening, back when things were light and breezy. He was attractive, but men who were flirting with women usually weren't worth Oberon's time. At least not in the way he had been looking for. Now, though, he admired the man next to him just a little bit for trying to get the kids out of there without violence. It hadn't worked, though. As such, they were put in a cell in order to 'think about what they'd done'. To make it even worse, they had taken anything Oberon could have used to entertain himself, including his tarot cards and the rings he'd been wearing.
His gaze shifted to the man next to him, regarding him out of the corner of his eye. Well, at least there was a good view. Being caught staring was the least of his worries, honestly. In fact, maybe it would drum up a conversation.