[center][b][h1][color=green]Uná O’Brian[/color][/h1][/b][/center][hr]
[center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/18d01698-ed1e-4bc4-bc4d-b838036a3be3.jpg[/img]][/center][hr][h2][center]Location: Avalon[/center][/h2][hr][center][h3] Interaction: Nikolai [@webboysurf][/h3][/center][hr][center][h3] Mentions: Voice in head[/h3][/center][hr][hr]Uná was drinking her margarita like water. She was on to a second one delivered by the bartender when a voice clearly spoke in her head.

[color=aba000][b][i]"To the lonely souls lost in the world, to the forsaken and depressed. Do not be afraid, there is no need to cry, no more need to run away or hide. I am one of you, you not alone. We are the chosen ones, the ones whom are currently being oppressed. Where we are forced to hide from sight, where we are called freaks and monsters. We are not monsters my brothers and sisters, we are a different branch of mankind. So I urge you to leave where you are hiding, find others like yourselves out there. Tomorrow I will guide you to where we can all meet. Under a new light. A beacon to guide us to the future which is waiting for us. Seek love and passion, and go forth... with my prayer."[/i][/b][/color]


Uná blinked and looked around the table.[color=green][i] Nope not any of them…[/i][/color] She casually glanced around the room sipping her drink absently. She spotted a blur of red and started a bit when she realized Nikolai was talking to her. Well not just her all the girls.

[color=red]"Hey gals, fancy seeing you here. I just kind of heard a voice in my head talking about being a 'chosen one' and something about a beacon and shit going down tomorrow and for the love of God tell me someone else heard it here too and I'm not just losing my shit."[/color]

Uná swallowed and rubbed her temples at the brainfreeze.[color=green] “I know I heard it nice and clear. Sounds like something we might want to check out tomorrow. Maybe this person could benefit from being at the school.”[/color] Uná slid out of the booth her full outfit of a black cami and [url=https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/5240e1bf-07d8-453e-a298-08693b3df68b.jpg]leather pants[/url] on view. She tugged at Nikolai’s hand as she caught it moving closer invading his space seeing if he’d step back.[color=green] “I was hoping when you came over here it was to ask me if I wanted to dance. Well?...Are you going to ask?...Do you want to?”[/color]