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[center][h1][color=#cdb7b5]Rose Buckner[/color][/h1]
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[I]Location: Hiking trail outside Wichita Kansas -> Rose's apartment in Kansas -> Diner
Skills: N/A[/I][/center]
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 Rose was spending the early morning hours sketching a tree she planned to paint next. It was gnarled and a fantastic beautiful piece of nature. She loved it. The wildlife of the forest seemed to be ignoring her, which she was thankful for because she enjoyed watching the birds and squirrels. She had work that evening at the bar, after a shift at the dinner she helped cover shifts for. It would be a long day, one that she was ready to tackle. She put away her sketchbook and stretched before hiking back to where she left her motorcycle. October was always a fantastic month. Her face felt the chill of winter creeping around the corner. She rode home and ran up to her apartment after parking her motorcycle. 

When she entered she was confused, there was a letter on the floor as if someone had slipped it under the door. She frowned. Her mail was all delivered down in the lobby. [color=#cdb7b5]"Mab you here?"[/color] She called for her friend and sometimes roommate. When there was no answer she closed and locked the door. Rose finally picked up the letter and opened it. Her stomach twisted as she read it. Who could possibly know who her parents were? Did the letter writer mean the Bucknell's? No...it definitely meant whoever her birth parents were. 

Was she in danger? Her full-day suddenly seemed like a burden. Rose had a ton on her plate and now she was going to have to figure out if this was a trick or not. Who would pull such a prank? Rose didn't tell many people that she had even been adopted. Heck, she had only told the couple of friends who had also been adopted and as such Rose knew none of them would pull a prank like this. They all knew what she felt. 

Her phone beeped reminding her she had thirty minutes to get to the dinner. Rose groaned and changed real quick before dashing back out the door, letter shoved into her backpack. The letter would have to wait until after the lunch rush. 


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[center][h1][color=#bf85f2]Colby Jackson[/color][/h1]
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[I]Location: Colby's apartment
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Colby was sleeping in, his cat Jack was asleep on his back. It was a nice little scene for anyone looking in on the pair of them. However, the only person who came into Colby's room didn't care about the scene. The boy lifted the blanket off of Colby's foot and slapped it hard. Waking up Colby with a start, and therefore pissing off Jack who had to vacate the moving back. 

[color=#bf85f2]"Shithead."[/color] Colby half growled at his roommate. [color=#bf85f2]"I don't have work today let me sleep."[/color] 

"Yeah, but you've got school and a letter."

Colby glared at his roommate and held out his hand for the letter. [color=#bf85f2]"School is at 1 pm. I don't believe in classes before noon."[/color] 

"That's cause you prefer opening shift." The roommate laughed and handed over the letter.

[color=#bf85f2]"I will get you back for this by the way."[/color] Colby said as his roommate left the room, he was already plotting ways to make him suffer as he opened the letter. He blinked at the letter. His parents were in danger? With a foggy brain, he picked up his phone and called his parents' house. [color=#bf85f2]"Hey mom, I got this weird letter saying you were in danger?"[/color]

"We're fine dear. What does the letter say?" Colby started to read it when he realized what it meant.

[color=#bf85f2]"Nevermind. This isn't about you guys. I think someone is reaching out to me about my birth parents."[/color] He didn't wait for a response from his mom and hung up. Colby didn't bother showering, he just pulled on the nearest shirt. [color=#bf85f2]"Sorry Jack. I've got to go see what the records say about my birth parents. I should have done this before school started."[/color] He scratched Jack under the chin and poured him a bit of kibble before leaving. He had to go see what records there were about him. He knew he had been adopted from the Wichita Orphanage, that was where he would start. He had three days before the meeting with the mysterious friend. Colby was going to use that time to learn as much as he could.