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Post by kefira on May 21, 2011 16:43:42 GMT -6
(Since there is not much rp threads going on at the moment I am starting one up.. :3)
Kefira Marsh was out on the streets today, bored... She had finally moved into a small apartment that seemed to be livable, it just needed some decoration and some time put into it - but for right now she was being a slacker looking for something to do... Maybe print and drop off a few resumes so she could continue living in Night city.
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Post by soulknight18 on May 25, 2011 21:24:58 GMT -6
(perhaps I can join?)
not too far away a young man of 17 or 18 stood at the gate of a small park. He was mostly in black wearing casual clothing such as blue jeans a grey t-shirt under a black coat with a water-proof fabric, bulky brown boots that looked useful for hiking and a widebrim back hat. he kept looking over his shoulder through the open gate of the playground full of children as if he was waiting for something. The dark gloomy yet serious look in his eyes made him look like some hardened cowboy in an old western flic.
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Post by kefira on Jun 15, 2011 16:19:16 GMT -6
( I was gone for a long time sorry it was for any one and everyone to join ) Kefira was headed near the park, before getting distracted by the noise of the children playing there. Curiously took over her as she went to stand near the man to watch the children run around and be young. "They have so much energy... It is hard to believe most people were like that at their age" She mused starting a conversation with the stranger.
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Post by soulknight18 on Jun 15, 2011 20:38:13 GMT -6
(oh thats okay, and yeah, Its just force of habit for me to always ask)
The stranger hesitated for a moment then gave her a confused until he realized that she was talking about the children playing. "O-Oh, yeah...", he mumbled blithely. Apparantly he wasnt focussing on the kids, he was waiting for someone else...or something. But once he took notice to the all the little boys and girls playing together, his intense stare melted into a mellow gaze; his eyes full of sarrow.
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