One on one role plays (female seeking male)

I would be very interested Rp-ing with a fellow tabletop gamer, as this is my First foray into the forum familiar territory is fantastically Friendly, i have a few ideas you may or may not be interested in. i'm not sure though...

RE: One on one role plays (female seeking male)(updated 8-17-15)

Set in the time just before 9/11. Yes this will have a lot of tiggers, for some with PTSD. I don't want to make it hard in anyone. But it is an idea that I had. If you can handle this, then please by all means pm me. We can plot it out more. This is taken from my picture I use for my profile.

Raya Hollens, having gone over to Iraq. She wanted to see the world, helping anyway one that she could. A kind a giving young woman of the age of 21. Her mother and father. Not wanting her to go over to Iraq she had no reason to be there. They feared for her, just like any mother or father would. Living over in Iraq for a year and half. She tried to blend in the them. Not wanting to stick out so much. But it was hard not to. Her stark green eyes always showing. She didn't like the way women were treated. Having to keep them selves hidden, men putting them selves in power. It it was how their culture was. And she wouldn't judge them.

As the time draws closer for her to go home. The day finally coming, she would be home in a day. She was beyond excited. Sitting and waiting for her plane. She gets a call from her mother in New York City. Her mother was crying into the phone. Raya had to calm her mother down. Trying to get her to tell her what was happening. When her mother finally got it out. Raya's heart sank into her stomach. The world trade center had planes fly into it. Her father worked at there. She was in sock, as her mother told her the play by play of what was happening. All she knew is she had to get home. Her mother needed her.

All flights into the US had been stopped, she heard over the speakers. They were rushing people out of the airports. She fought to stay and get home. But it was no use to try. She was stuck in Iraq, feeling defeated. She went back to her home. They were cheering in the streets. The hate building in her form all the displays of happiness. Making it home in one piece. She cried her self to sleep, losing her father broke her heart.

As the days and weeks passed,she kept trying to get home. That is when the US military came in. War broke out all over the country. She wasn't safe any more here. But she was never really save, was she? The things she saw, the blood, dead bodies. It scared her, her self forever changed by it. Finally running into Americans. One man, a older officer. Finds her hiding for her life. They try to get her home. But it is hard in the war that was happening. It killed him that he couldn't do much. But he would get her home. No matter what it took.

That is my idea, it is a little rough. I would like to work this more out with a partner. If you would like to do this with me. Please pm me, we will talk it out more. Thanks again!!

Liliana