Possible RP ideas for my char (Char = Character) and other char's in my group RP

Char: Dani/Drake/Cassandra | Idea/Route 15 | POV: Dani

This also takes place during the apocalyptic world AU.

Enjoy.

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Something wasn't right with him, I could sense it. 

Every time I glanced at him, I always looked at his eyes. That gold tint. Sure, some people had natural hazel eyes that seemed gold in the sunlight, but he wasn't that. His eyes were a very dark brown, so how would it be possible? Not only that, but it just didn't look natural. It looked like pure gold, not some sort of brownish-yellow type of look.

There were other things that I noticed. For one, he seemed to be able to move around quite well, even when he got injured. He's light on his feet, as many humans would say. But not just that, almost inhumanly so.

It's been about 7 months since him and I met, and I haven't been able to confront him during that time. Most of the time, I get too nervous, or he blows off the question when I beat around the bush.

But not today.

No.

I was going to find out what he is, or at least what happened to him.

I hesitantly approached him. I may have wanted to know what was going on, but it didn't mean that I wasn't worried.

What if he got mad and left the second he could?

What if he decides to leave me for dead?

What if he ignores me?

I shoved the questions to the back of my mind, approaching the male. 

He seemed to hear my footsteps as I approached, his lip piercings making a gentle 'cling' noise when he turned around to face me.

That's right.

Lip piercings.

We found an abandoned town a little way's away. In it, we found a tattoo shop that also had a few piercings to choose from. With that, he also found a few tattoo designs that he managed to use.(1,2) As for me, I decided not to use any of it, only took the bandages.

"What happened to you?" His eyebrow raised, before he shrugged and turned back to what he was doing, the tattoos visible up his arms to a certain point.

"What do you mean by that? I haven't changed recently, have I?" I could tell it was a bit of a joke, but that didn't stop the frown appearing on my face.

"You're not like the others." I nearly said 'humans,' shit.

He doesn't know what I am yet.

"Thanks for the compliment," he released an airy chuckle.

"Sure it's a compliment, but that's not what I meant. I haven't seen any human move as fast as you at your height and built, nor have I seen someone heal so quickly. And then there's the matter of your eyes."

He was dead silent, his body frozen in place.

"If this world didn't go to shit, I'd say it were contacts. But we haven't seen a glasses store since we've been here, and I distinctly remember your eyes being the same when we first met. So let me repeat myself,

"What happened to you?"

"Nothing," his voice was sharp and cold, I could tell I was pushing it, "I was always like this. I've always been special."

He glanced over his shoulder, his eyes narrowed dangerously at me. They were there normal brown, with a gold tint.

Except it wasn't.