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Post by Navarre on Oct 10, 2010 21:07:42 GMT -5
*This happen about 2-3 months before they went to Allorum*
Navarre was sitting in an abandon loft. This room looked a lot better than the other rooms in the building. A small generator powered the few lights that were in the room. He looked out of the window, as dusk took over L.A. He walked out of the building, and started to walk around the city, looking around his new home city.
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Post by Andy Jammer on Oct 10, 2010 22:56:41 GMT -5
Andy Jammer sat in the small alley home he made for himself, resting himself against the rotted sacks made for bedding. A purple beaded necklace in his hands, clutching it as a talisman, as he thought of it's owner...and the friends he left behind. It's been nearly a year...when would he get to return? Has too much time passed in Allorum? Is it too late to see Jasmine again?
As usual, silence was his only answer.
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Post by Navarre on Oct 11, 2010 20:27:55 GMT -5
Navarre walked down a street, when he saw a police car coming down the street. Panicking, he bolted right into the closest ally. It just happen to be where a certain boy with a purple necklace made home. "Oh, sorry about that, bloke." He said as a bucket covered his head.
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Post by Andy Jammer on Oct 11, 2010 20:36:49 GMT -5
Andy turned his head to see some kid dart into the alley, wearing some sort of bucket on his head. He set the necklace aside and stood up. "Um...why are wearing a bucket on your head?"
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Post by Navarre on Oct 12, 2010 8:37:41 GMT -5
"Oi, sorry about that. Must have got it on my head when I fell in the alley." He said, then he remember of those tales of people robbing other people in alleys, or worst.
"So, if you don't mind, I will be making my leave from your... alley." He said, as he ran out of there. However, he didn't realized that he had dropped his wallet in the alley.
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