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 Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2008 10:11 pm
The sun is sinking into the tree line as Bruce pushes back the branches leading to a grassy field. Sounds of trickling water fills his mind with relief as he spots a small winding creek passing through the field. Thirsty from the long hike Bruce trudges to the creek and kneels to take a drink of water from his hands. The water is chilled and sweet untampered with and free from the pollution of the city that Bruce grows closer to every day. as he splashes his face with a handful of water out of the corner of his eye he spots a figure of a women standing on the other side of the creek.
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2008 10:14 pm
She'd be hard to miss in any setting, really. For reasons beyond her own comprehension, but not that of pretty much anyone else, she is something to behold, whether to admire or to avoid. Dressed in a navy blue vintage flapper dress, sequined along the torso and cut in a very a flattering v-neck, and wearing a matching flapper hat with a cartoon skull shape, she looks to have stepped right out of the early thirties.
Except, of course, for that long, orange striped tail.
Maddy moves right and left on the spot, eying the ground for somewhere reasonable to sit down. She finally settles with something more to her right, holding the back of her dress as she sits down near the water's edge. She hasn't at all noticed her company.
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2008 10:26 pm
Bruce notices the tail of the oddly dressed women and is in shock. Has his search for more like himself come to an end so soon.
happily Bruce stands up and waves his arm trying to get the women attention. unfortunately Bruce was standing on some slimly rocks that made for a good face plant in on the waters edge.
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2008 10:32 pm
Maddy gasps and crawls backwards in a hurry, completely caught off guard. She'd only come out this far to find a peaceful place to reflect before heading back home to relieve the babysitter. And now, she's being attacked where no one can hear her scream?! Oh, how terribly horror movie of her!
"Stay back!" she shouts, her voice cracking a little in fear. Her hand grazes a slender object. "I have.. uh.. a stick!"
She bites her lower lip, hoping it's nothing more than a fat 'coon and her imagination that startled her..
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2008 10:42 pm
Bruce lifts his face from the muddy shore and sees the terrified women with branch in hand. he stands up carefully and says loudly " I'm not going to hurt you, j-just calm down I just want to talk"
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2008 10:46 pm
Madeline, whose gestures are usually fairly exaggerated to begin with, twirls the branch between her tapered fingers and rolls her shoulders along with her eyes. "Yeah, because every classic slasher flick doesn't start with that line."
She pulls her knees to her chest, however, relaxing just enough, now that she's a decent distance from him. Her tail pulls around her ankles. "What're you doing, creeping around out here in the dark, anyway?" she asks, narrowing her eyes in suspicion.
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2008 10:59 pm
"my names Bruce and I'm on my way to the City to find more people like myself" Bruce says to the women
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2008 11:05 pm
Maddy pushes blonde fringe away from her cheek idly, and tilts her head. "Like .. yourself..?" she echos dumbly, really not catching on. A lot of people out here were oddballs, of course; it was kind of rarer to find a normal human than someone with some sort of differential story. Still, she decides to humour him, even if it's in a skeptical sense, to not lose all of herself. That's what psycho murderers want you to do!
"Uh huh. Well," she murmurs, getting to her feet. She brushes off the bottom of her dress as she does. "I'm heading back there anyway. I have to get back, or it's an extra $7.50 out of my pocket toward another hour of childcare."
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2008 11:29 pm
as the women walks off into the distance Bruce can feel the creature hidden within his altered canvas pack waking from its nocturnal rest.
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