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*Rogue smiled a darker smile.*

"I wasn't talking about a burger. They usually have great help at Burger King."

*Rogue slowly pulled out another cigarette and lit it. the three slashmarks on her face had not fully healed yet as well...and they were noticable.*

"And i suppose you like things more....how to say it....raw as well?"

*Rogue moved her hair back a little bit and took another drag on her cigarette.

A man walked up rather quietly, but he seemed to be an owner, or keeper of the junkyard. he must live inside the main house and had heard them having casual conversation. Rogue looked at him a moment, then back at the 'woman'.

"Good evening sir. we were just discussing dinner."

*Without another word, Rogue was at his back and spoke the word sleep into his mind, along with the sweet euphoria that comes with it. he fell back limp in her arms and Rogue bit in, not lowering her eyes though to the woman.*

Myyth was moveing around inside her and Omki's place, one eye on the heat senser, as there were a few people outside. No one that she was worried about though. If that hunter coudn't find his way in.......

Grinnning Myyth continued to pick stuff up and put it back where it went. This place was a mess....although considering she lived here it wasn't unusual.

Omki walked back in to the house and looked around. " Hey Myyth, we need to get out of here, I'm soooooo Board..." He whined.

Finn's smile dropped from her face.
"mmmm not realy... i was jsut wondering." Finn said as she pushed her leggs beneth the girl so she could push her off.

Omki Yawned. " Sure what ever, I just need to get out of here..." HE Said grabing his coat.

Most of the beings in the vast junkyard would have heard a single rather large creatures attempts at being stealthy. Even as the beast tried to creep about quietly and carefully, the ground shook just a little each time it took a step, shaking the mountains of scrap. Anyone whom could smell him would instantly think, cow, or bull. Then, after another sniff would smell something different.

Another whom saw him however would right away think, minotaur. Calling the beast such however might get you a bonk on the head with his large club.

The creature was in truth lost. He was newly banished to this alien world, a world seemingly made of metal and stone, a world smelling of smoke, rot and decay. Oru didn't know what to think, but he did wish he could have been upon the wide open planes of his home once again, even for just a moment.

The piles of scrap did interest Oru however, as he was a great smith. Some of the material seemed to be of decent construction, although most made seen far too many years or time and weather. His attention was divided between the piles of scrap and his strange new home, a world filled with strange things, some living, most not.

I wanna go home.

Shrugging and diching the stuff back on the couch Myyth went to get changed. He wouldn't be sounding so bored in a minute.

Comeing back out of the bedroom Myyth grabbed her calf lenth leather jacket. Making sure Omki got a good look at what she was wearing as she put it on, Myyth kept her expression carefully nutrel. After all what guy would pass this up?

The jacket topped off and outfit complet with stilleto knee high leather boots, a black skirt that covered her knees and, of course, a red shirt with a rather low V neck.