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Post by Running Late on Aug 22, 2009 19:13:39 GMT -5
The young woman hurried along the sidewalk, with a knapsack slung over her shoulder, containing some sneakers and the charger for her iPod. She was listening to her favorite song, by a group called Within Temptation. She checked her watch quickly, then moved faster, knowing she wouldn't make it to work on time if she didn't. She noticed a group of guys watching her from one of the alleyways and calculated how much farther it was to the place she worked. Not good for her, if they followed her she wouldn't make it to the store before they caught her. She really hoped they wouldn't follow her.
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Post by Julie Clementae on Aug 22, 2009 19:18:50 GMT -5
(Sorry, my comp freaked out and logged me off, so it posted this as a guest. It was me, my bad.)
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Aug 22, 2009 19:34:55 GMT -5
*Standing in front of her was a man with a black shirt that only had one sleeve why the other one was sleeveless, his pants and boots were also black, why his hair stuck out like a sore thumb it was very spiked and very blond.*
Mark: Are you okay? *He asked noticing that slight panic in her eyes, he looked around trying to spot what made her afraid.*
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Post by Julie Clementae on Aug 22, 2009 19:58:43 GMT -5
She stopped, quickly pausing the song and pulling out one earbud. She hadn't noticed anyone in front of her. Was he with those other guys she had seen? If so she was in trouble...
"Yes, I'm fine, thank you."
She moved to step around him.
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Post by Profeta on Aug 22, 2009 21:01:15 GMT -5
"Dear, Mark here is not here to hurt you. Only 2 of those will get close to you, but that is if you head back, right now, and if Mark does not take a few steps in your way." A lady in a white dress said
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Aug 22, 2009 21:04:18 GMT -5
*Mark looked at Profeta bowing his head a bit.*
Mark: Ma'am. *he said before looking back at the men, he stood in front of the two women.*
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Post by Julie Clementae on Aug 22, 2009 21:11:29 GMT -5
She glanced back and forth between the man who the woman had called "Mark" and the woman who had somehow known that two of the men would be going towards her. She was confused and more than a little freaked out, and getting later by the second.
"I don't mean to be rude, but I really am late and I can't afford to lose my job right now..."
She went to leave again, putting her earbuds back in and hitting play on the music, turning it up loud so she couldn't hear anything.
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Aug 22, 2009 21:55:13 GMT -5
*Mark watched her walk away.*
Mark: Ma'am, I sense some power in her... shall we follow her? *He asked looking over at Profeta.*
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Post by Profeta on Aug 22, 2009 22:02:37 GMT -5
"Ma'am? Mark, you know I hate being called that." Profeta said "That is what we do, but do not bug her ofter, or else she will not like it." She walked Faeylinn.
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Post by Julie Clementae on Aug 22, 2009 22:14:27 GMT -5
She nearly ran the rest of the way to work, where her boss met her at the door.
Boss: "You're late. Again."
Faeylinn:" I know, I'm sorry."
Boss: "Get in there, you've got work to do."
Faeylinn: "Yes sir."
She hurried in and began taking inventory in the backroom of the store.
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Aug 23, 2009 9:41:59 GMT -5
Mark: Sorry ma'am, *Mark apologized to Profeta.* Ma'am, what are we after? Her name, or her history?
*Mark said why followed her at a good distance, staying behind crowds every now and then just to be careful. Once she entered the shop Mark thought for a moment, waiting Profeta answer.*
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Post by Profeta on Aug 23, 2009 10:20:51 GMT -5
"I have her name, Mark. We need her, she will play an great part, in the upcoming events, but that is if she can accepted the idea of another world." She said. "Go on in, it will rain in a minute."
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Aug 23, 2009 12:26:33 GMT -5
*Mark smiled.*
Mark: Find shelter then, you're about to see something that is normally never seen before. *Mark walked up and grabbed the nearest brightly colored flower and stepped into her work place, he walked up and leaned next to the wall where she was.* Hello there, sense we met back there I can't stop thinking about you.
Mark: My name is Mark Angelus Fri, this flower right here reminded me how beautiful you are.
*He held up the flower to her.*
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Post by Julie Clementae on Aug 23, 2009 12:37:42 GMT -5
She jumped, startled.
"You again?!? Did you follow me here?"
She glanced at the flower and frowned.
"And I'm not beautiful, flattery doesn't work on me. If you're looking for something in the store, I can help you. If not, then leave me alone."
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Post by Mark Angelus Fri on Aug 23, 2009 13:57:12 GMT -5
...come to think about it, I have never actually charmed a women in my life...
*Mark thought noticing his plan coming to a halt, no fear he might have had something.*
Mark: But the thing is you're special. *yeah...not the way he wanted to go but it'll work.* You never did fit into society did you? If not then you are just like us.... Heroes.
*It sounded like a lame comic but Mark was never really good about putting his thoughts into words.*
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