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 Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 2:54 pm
'Well, usually, if you're sleeping under a tree in Central Park at this ungodly hour, you're either ready to die or a Vampire. And you don't look depressed.' Jason answered, yawning.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 3:04 pm
Ion then stood on the branch. He looked at the moon and then sprouted his two wings and flew to his room.
(exits to Ion's Room)
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 3:08 pm
"Oh?" she answered Rowaneath looked him over "and I'd say your a hunter... cept i'm not sure... well come on then lets go for a walk... I don't have any weapons and it wouldn't be fair, or just, for you to fire on me without a weapon of my own... and I don't feel like hand-to-hand fighting... so a walk is the go" she smiled and started to walk down the path.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 3:12 pm
A small black cat with glowing red eyes and sharp fanged teeth and sharp claws followed Rowaneath as she walked. The cat did not even blink and kept its eyes on her.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 3:13 pm
"Well... hunter are you coming or not" she asked stopping but not looking back. She started to sing nursery rhymes to keep herself calm.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 3:25 pm
Rowaneath continued to walk not bothering to wait for the hunter but still singing nursery ryhmes
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 3:27 pm
Jason followed, taking no notice of others. 'I don't intervene unless lives of the innocent are involved.' he told the woman. Jason buried his hands in his pockets.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2007 11:19 pm
"I don't feed off the living... if I can catch a rat then I'll eat" said Rowaneath.
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 12:06 am
Lin found herself walking through this very nice park.
"Good greif if someone saw me they'd think I was a bum"
Her eyes moved over her body. Tattered blue jeans and a white shirt that looks as if it's been drug through the several rings of hell barely held onto her skin. Her hair, which is normally her glory hung in a half fro like curl concoxion all the way to her waist. It needed a good brushing and from the smell of things a good washing.
This was one hell of a first night in New York and her stomac rumbled once again to remind her she NEEDED to eat.
"Drat" She muttered as she quickened her pace.This place was almost as creepy as walking by the junk yard.
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 12:13 am
She looks around again.
"Gee it feels just like home..." Where there is no one around.
Maybe they all heard Jenavive Liniari was coming and booked it she though and snickered while one tear escaped down her cheek.
"Yeah that's it." SHe said as she walked past the park.
{exit}
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 2:50 pm
leaves park
[exit demonic ties]
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 3:50 pm
"Yeah..." Bjorn said nodding as he kept walking "It's probably my favorite thing to do. Sometimes I want some alone time though. I like to take all my anger out on instruments instead of people. It just makes the world more peaceful"
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 3:59 pm
Lin wanders in determined to go straight for the fountain. It was dark, no one was apparently around. She had been graced with the blind luck of amnesty where she lay foot lately.
She took off her bag and layed it on the end of the fountain and removed her boots. Her hair was a tangled mass behind her and her clothing were terribly soiled and muddied. She needed water and soap NOW...before she went mad.
Typically her character wouldnt allow such a blatant display of indecency but she had come to the end of her rope. She would keep her shorts on and tube top in case someone might venture.
With the last of her runined clothes in a heap at her feet she jumped into the fountain.
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 4:03 pm
She grabbed at her bag pulling out soap and a brush and got to work skrubbing a weeks worth of filth off of her, quickly enough not to draw too much attention.
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 4:07 pm
She rinsed her black hair several times and brushed it until her scalp ached but she was clean, well at least cleaner than before.
She crawled out of the water. This act alone drained her beyond means. Now she needed a bite to eat.
She eyeballed her clothing. She would leave that in a trash can. She rummaged through her bag settling for a pair of dark pants and a nice shirt.
She felt more presentable now...
Grabbing her bag she walked out of the park...tossing her nasty clothes in the trash before exiting. {exit}
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