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7 mos ago
Current putting yourself out there is scary, yes. but you rob yourself and others of those positive and welcoming interactions you might have. high risk, high reward. you've got this, friend.
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7 mos ago
Friends over so I'm away from my PC. Will get to owed stuff as soon as I can!
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7 mos ago
you all are making me feel old. dragoncave levels of old.
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7 mos ago
I want to write silly romance plots. That's it. That's the update.
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1 yr ago
Buried in chores this weekend. I'll be back to writing/plotting with folks by Monday at the latest!! ♡
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Gender bends. Lulz. That would be amusing.

Anyway, good luck on all of that. That is quite a bit. Lol.
Kari raised a brow at the man again, a habit that seemed to be forming, before lifting a hand to suppress the chuckle coming up from her throat. "S-Sorry." She spoke through her laughter, smiling down at the strange man she'd yet to learn the name of. So far, she hadn't quite marked crazy off the list of suspect traits but she no longer really thought he was any harm to her, at least right now.

Watching him squirm trying to find a good reason for him to be in that tree was all she needed to see to confirm that he more than likely meant no harm and meant what he said even if it was a bit... cryptic. "I know the view from that tree. Don't worry." She told him, chuckling again at the thought.

"So... Someone's after me and you can't really tell me a single thing about it." She stated, walking over to sit down next to him. "Well, can I at least know my protector's name?" She asked, grinning over at him. She didn't believe him, but she was willing to at least play along for now. It wasn't like she was going to get herself into anything she couldn't very well get herself out of.

Sure, he might be insane but he seemed like one of the nice ones. Even if it felt like he'd lash out at some invisible foe at any moment. She didn't what she'd do should that happen. Probably try to stop him? Subdue him somehow? She wasn't going to invite him into her house, there was no way in hell. But... She could at least stay out here for a bit and get some more information on him. She didn't want to see him taken in by the cops but she also didn't want him standing out here in the cold all night if that was what he planned to do.

"And... Do you have anywhere to stay? Surely you're not going to stay outside my house all night long. It's way too cold!" She asked, a worried look in her eyes.
Stepping out of her shower, Kari heard a loud noise coming from somewhere outside. It couldn't have been outside, could it? She dressed quickly, pulling on a pair of shorts and a tank top, a towel wrapped around her head. With quick steps, she walked through the house, making sure nothing was amiss before going outside. She made her way down the stairs and looked around the complex, looking for anything that might strike her as odd. It could have very well just been some sort of animal but she wanted to make sure. Either way, whatever fell, if it was alive, would probably need some help. None of the other tenants would come out to help so it was up to Kari.

She rounded her way to the back at the sounds of groaning. Surely an animal wouldn't make groaning noises. As the sound of a loud pop (Katiel bending his arm back into position) she jumped, surprised. She looked over to see a man near the fence, clutching his arm. He had white hair and... wait... She blinked, staring at him with a blank expression. Well, she was going to be nice to him but he was stalking her?

"Listen. Before I call the cops, you might want to come up with a good reason why your back behind my apartment complex, yeah?" She told him, walking closer. She eyed his body, trying to find any visible signs of harm. She didn't see any, but that didn't mean it didn't exist. Despite this man creeping her out she couldn't very not try to at least help him get out here. "Are you okay? Sounded like you fell..." She asked, her voice soft and quiet, mostly due to her nerves.

I should really just go call the police and let them handle this...

But... I can't... I can't bring myself to.
Ebil Bunny said
That's a cool idea, but why would someone revive the person trying to kill them?


OH! What if the supernatural being was trying to show Elijah what it was like to be what he was trying to kill. Kind of like a 'Step into my shoes and see what it's like for the people you kill.' I just don't know how a supernatural being could turn someone else into a supernatural being like a ghost. Like.. Can ghosts do that? 'BAM. I NOW PROCLAIM YOU A GHOSTY.'
Lol. It does sound like a cool idea if you could get the reasoning right.
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I found something cool. Doesn't this sort of look like an 'awakened' or 'realized' form of Kari?

Kari, with her headphones in blaring piano music, made her way back home, not even noticing the angel on her tail, or much of anything for that matter. Within 15 minutes or so, she made it back to the apartment complex and was walking up the stairs towards their apartment. Without knocking, she opened the door, put out her cigarette in the nearby ashtray, and went inside, locking the door behind her. She heard her mom moving around in the living area and attempted to go to her room without alarming her but upon looking inside, found that her mother was asleep on the couch, House still playing on the TV.

Liz Lufton was practically and older version of Kari, long dark hair and dark eyes. The only different between the two was age and the small music tattoo Kari had on her wrist, one of the reasons she almost always wore her coat. Kept her mother from seeing it pretty well so far.

Sighing, Kari walked over and turned the TV off with the remote located on the coffee table. She picked up a nearby blanket and draped it over her mother's sleeping frame. Despite their animosity, Kari did like her mother. She did think highly of her. She just wished her mother spent more time trying to understand her. She was always being blamed for things that really weren't her fault. The only reason she'd been late earlier was because she'd stopped to hold the door for a woman trying to move in to her apartment. It had taken a bit longer than Kari had anticipated and by the time she got home, her mother was chewing her out for it. So, that was what she got for being nice. Maybe next time she'd have to be mean.

She snickered slightly as she walked into her room. No, she couldn't do that. She couldn't find it within her self to purposefully be cruel to someone. Now, if they were cruel to someone else, she took no guilt in returning the favor. She turned as she entered her room and walked over to the bathroom to take a shower, taking her sweet time, enjoying the warmth it provided. The guy from earlier had honestly shaken her a bit. She couldn't lie, she was a bit scared and her nerves were on end, something a hot shower might hopefully dispel.
- Alex -


He followed them, a bit unsure of what to do with himself now. He really didn't want to take Kathy's hand for fear of what it might do to him. He pretty much knew by know that she didn't see him as anything other than an adorable child or brother. Which was probably all she would ever see him for. He knew with almost certainty that if he ever confessed, she would most certainly turn him down in favor of Crash. Which... Alex smiled slightly. He didn't feel so bad about. Crash seemed to be a nice guy from what Alex had seen. He wanted them together.

He just didn't know how to help them along on that quite yet. What could he do? He didn't know. They were already holding hands which, even if they didn't admit it, was a sure sign of their affection for each other. That was one reason Alex didn't want to hold her hand. Hand holding, while was a mother child thing meant more than that to Alex and hopefully it meant more to Crash as well. Though, he had to admit. He didn't even know if these two even realized how much they seemed to care for each other. They probably had just not in the way that they could.

Flying behind Kathy, Alex crossed his arms, deep in thought of ways to get the two to get closer. When suddenly, an idea hit him. What if he used his feelings for her to make Crash jealous and make him make the right moves. It was a thought after all! Grinning, Alex changed into his teenage size and ran up to grab Kathy's other hand and grinned at her. He was her height now and looked more her age but still seemed very childlike. He smiled warmly at her, squeezing her hand. He was silent, smiling to himself as they walked.
"Different...?" She asked, raising another brow as she pulled her headphones off onto her neck once again. "I haven't seen any dangerous guys. I've seen a few couples and some other teenagers walking around. But no dangerous men. Well, except you." She replied, sending a smirk the guy's way. She watched with mild curiosity as the guy turned to look worriedly around them. Again, she raised a brow, rather weird-ed out by this guy.

"Oh!" She shouted, chuckling to herself. "So you think you used to know them. Great. I trust you so much right now." She responded, shaking her head. She didn't even look to see where the guy had pointed to. In her mind, he was probably just mentally insane. It wasn't unlikely. She just needed to find some way to get rid of him and go home. Forget running away, she just wanted to get away from this loser.

"I understand that you probably don't trust me, but you should. I'm just trying to help, and I promise I'm not trying to trick you into something." He told her as she turned away again, to walk farther down the path. She simply chuckled and shook her head.

"Listen. You're right. I don't trust you. You look like you could probably use some help. There's a pretty good doctor down the road a bit if you want to pay him a visit tomorrow. I'm sure he'd love to hear about your 'used to be' friend." She explained, turning back to face him one on one. "Even if you aren't trying to trick me, I'm fine on my own. I've been okay for this long. I think I'll be just fine. So uh... leave me alone?" She asked, smiling brightly. She turned on her heel and began to walk along the path, trying her best to get as far away from that guy as possible.

I just want to get home...
Kari jumped when she felt something bump into her and turned to see a white haired guy with shades on looking at her. When she removed her headphones, she heard him speak.

"Oh! I hope that didn't hurt you!" He spoke, smiling. Kari raised a brow at the man, putting her headphones around her neck for safe keeping. Who was this guy anyway? Most people in the park didn't bother her. And most of the trustworthy ones didn't wear sunglasses. Maybe he was just some punk trying to get something from her. If so, she should probably run but something in his voice told her he wasn't really out to get her. Still... What was with the sunglasses?

"Hey, it's late... What are you doing out here? The parks aren't always safe in this neighbourhood." He continued, procuring another brow raise from Kari. She chuckled and shook his head at him.

"You're one to talk. Usually, when you see someone wearing shades, they're the kind of people you avoid. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to enjoy my night." She finished, turning away and putting her headphones back on. What was with the white hair too? I mean... Why dye your hair white? Was it supposed to be some sort of statement? Oh, look at me. I'm hip and cool. I have white hair and I wear shades in the middle of the night like a drug dealer. Though, most drug dealers wouldn't go for the sort of... flashy white hair. At least, she wouldn't think. Would they? I mean... why would they? You wouldn't want to call attention to yourself when selling drugs. That kind of defeats the purpose...

She shook her head and continued on, making the circle around the park that eventually lead back toward the apartment, and took another puff of her cigarette.
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