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I have a rough draft for my final due this week and the final is due next week. My replies will be slow for a bit. Bare with me.
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Penny and Zoey are missing and they're never coming back. Good luck Kimberly.


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Stacey wiped his tears, his eyes were red and a little puffy, and the rest of his face slowly went back to it's tawny color. The hand Penny placed on his shoulder was comforting. He felt he could trust her and Zoey, because he knows that it's rare to find people that would stick their neck out for you, much less save your life. He knows he wouldn't have done the same, but he wants to save them someday. If they stick around here any longer he might end up having the chance. When he looked up again they weren't in the city. Instead, they were in the middle of a forest at a pond. At least they were out of the city. Maybe they'll have the chance to breathe for a day, two days, a week, the rest of the time they're here. He hopes.

"It's an Apparition... long as something is keeping it alive it'll come back. And keep coming for you. You can kill it a thousand times, but whatever is keeping it from moving on will only grow... stronger."

And of course Odessa has to crush his hopes and dreams. So they're not safe. But more specifically he's not safe. His chest contracted, his felt his heart beat against his chest, he couldn't breathe. No. No. No. NO! They won! He was safe and now there's a chance for that thing to come for him again. His tears came back and he couldn't stop shaking. He wanted to go home or away from here. Anything else had to be better than this. The conversation around him muffled out, but he could tell there was conflict and a fight almost broke out. He curled up, drew his knees into his chest, and bared his face in them. Inhale: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7. Hold: 1, 2, 3, 4. Exhale: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7. He did this for several minutes, but he didn't feel any better nor like he was going to come out of his panic attack anytime soon. He probably didn't have thirty minutes to sort himself out. If that thing was going to come back for him they needed to run, didn't they? Or would it matter? It magically found them at the bar, didn't it? Maybe there was no way to outrun this thing. Stacey looked at the lake. He considered drowning himself once during a storm, but Sandy stopped him for her sake. Penny and Zoey saved his neck, so they'd stop him from nosediving into it. No, stop it. Don't think about that. The breathing technique he might not have time for, so he tuned into the conversation. He can multitask.

Apparently, the conflict is over and Odessa theorizes that they're in the an dreamworld or alternate universe. They were sent here by something and they needed dimensional powers to get out of here. He's sure he doesn't have that. He's not sure what he has. Stacey hadn't noticed, until Elron mentioned she was warm in the freezing cold. He and Zoey stood next to her, the snow melting around them. She quiet for a moment, before she shows her arm and the skin pulls back, revealing a wooden bone, and flowers bloom out of it. She's a plant, she says. A. Plant. That's the creepiest thing he's ever seen and it makes him queasy looking at it. He turns his head away and looks into the darkness between the trees, instead. But the dark made his anxiety worse; when you look into darkness, it looks back at you. He's seen all the darkness inside himself already. He'd be surprised if there's more he hasn't learned yet. He glances back to Odessa. She put her flowers back where they came from. Good.

"It's possible that we're all from completely different universes from each other."

He has his doubts that The Killers exist in whatever world Elron from, so they have to be from the same place. He just never realized that a lot of weird shit went on in his world, until he spelled (maybe) his ex. He's not sure.

"It's also possible that we may never find our home universes. And we're gone for good."

Gone for good? Like Dorothy and Toto permanently stuck in Oz? Or Alive never leaving Wonderland? He stood up then and got closer to the group, not so much he was close to Odessa, but he felt a little of her heat and he made sure Elron stood between. He'll freeze to death before he gets in reaching distance of her.

"I don't know anything about Extra-normal humans, but if we have powers can one of us get dimensional travel so we can get out of here?" He doesn't say he'll sooner careen off a cliff or drown in a pond if he has to be here forever running from Apparitions.
@JunkMail Is Kayla getting Herik's name wrong on purpose? She keeps calling him Henrik.
No real answer. Got it.
So what powers/abilities/attributes to vampires have in this universe?


There was a lot going on, but Herik tried to keep up. There were serial murders in Port Richey. He remembers hearing something about it on the radio, then he changed the station, because he doesn't like hearing about bad news. Agatha thinks it's something supernatural, but no one else thinks so. He'll go with the majority ruling that it's best to leave it to the cops, but he didn't want to leave Agatha hanging. She's new at this and probably needs the reassurance that her idea wasn't a bad one. He understood that. Then Kayla's news about her being attacked held his attention. His blood boiled at the thought someone he cared about being violated in their own home. He knows home invasions are personal and terrifying. Kayla was definitely affected by it. Her usual self-assured attitude took a back side when she expressed her concerns and anger. They even hurt Oleander. No one should abuse animals. That's cruel. He can handle simple guys that thought they could pick on someone smaller than them. He was ready to offer his help, until she said vampires. He's seen vampire articles on the internet, but nothing was concrete on how to deal with them. That'd be tough, but he'll cross that bridge when he gets to it. Most everyone else was going and he didn't want to be left out, so he raised his hand.

"I'll go with you." He said with the utmost confidence, then he spoke to Agatha. "Since one of our own is in trouble we should handle this first, then I'll help you can way I can with the murders." He hopes for the sake of future victims that it's not supernatural, then they'll have a fighting chance to live. A monster would be more difficult and not something the authorities could handle on their own. They should work out Kayla's problem quickly for the sake of the innocent.


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It was almost two-thirty, Herik couldn't wait to get off from work. A Coven meeting was called today for two-thirty and he was already late. He knew the meeting wouldn't start on time, because it never did, but he didn't like being late for things. It was rude. He checked his waterproof watch, the second hand ticked-ticked-ticked, until it reached the twelve. Three on the dot and he was done with his shift.

"Excuse me, ladies. I'm off the close." Herik climbed down from the life guard tower, women of all ages, he hoped they were all legal, and colors tried to get his attention. He kept it bright with his smile, but hitched his bag over his shoulder. No use changing out of his work uniform. He could go mostly anywhere bare chested and in his red trunks with the lifeguard sign on it: +GUARD. He dug for the keys to his 2004 Honda Civic. The leg room sucked, but it was all he could afford. It was better than no car at all. He drove to the casino the Coven used as it's hideout. He didn't hate the place. It definitely saw better times, but it had its charms. Too bad it was let go.

The drive over was smooth. He parked the car, grabbed orange his fanny pack with a small notebook in, his house keys, cellphone, and car keys once he's locked up. He makes it to the door, pauses, and turns back to his car. He clicked the lock button again, double checking that he did lock it. He repeated that the car is locked as he entered the building, so he wasn't inclined to triple check. The casino was messier than the last time he came and everyone was tense. Agatha stood in front of the table, Kayla beside her, Ellie and Sin were at the bar, Jessica, Madison, Emily, and Claudette sat at the table, while Riley sat on an old slot machine, Maya on a couch, and Izzy was on the floor. He didn't have many options to sit down, since most of the people that were uncomfortable around him were at the table, plus most of the tension in the room centered around the table, it left him with one option. The bar.

"Good afternoon. Hope your day was better than yesterday." He smiled the brightest he could and let the tension roll off his back. No point getting worked up. He's sure everything will work out. "Come one, Izzy. The floor's no place for a lady." He picked Izzy up off the floor like she was a pillow. No doubt she wouldn't be able to walk with the smell of alcohol heavy on her skin. He sat her on a stool next to Sin, then sat in the one beside her. "So, what's on today's agenda?"





Lol. Looks like him, but not him.

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