The Forsaken Roleplay

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    FORSAKEN
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    THE FALLING
    The first thing you ought to know about this story was that nobody asked for this, nobody wanted this, and nobody did this. It was a brisk evening of fall and at about 6 pm it was already quite dark, the full moon illuminating everything in view with a beautiful yet haunting shade of gray. A group of teenagers, out after some party were driving through the countryside, some drunk, some not, they were blaring music and singing along, having fun. Nobody was around to tell them off, and nobody was around to see what happened next.


    As the teenagers were speeding in a race between cars, shouts of drunk teens yelling from the cars, there was a flash of light, blinding everyone in the vicinity, it was a miracle neither cars crashed. But something else did. As the cars wavered, almost hitting each other, screams could be heard from some of the more sober teens, as before them in the sky was a large rock like formation that was zooming towards them at rocket speed. The cars immediately took off trying to out run this, but it seemed magnetized to them, and as it came crashing to the ground it exploded, sending passengers flying off in all directions, the cars ripping apart and also flying into trees and ditches.


    God only knows how none of the teens were killed, but almost all of them were unconscious and in bad conditions, only a few made it out conscious, and as they stared at the bodies of fallen teens and burning vehicles they could do nothing but cry, or run, or scream, or...


    A few hours later large black vans came, the back ends opening and people in suits (helmets covering their heads so you could not see their faces) filed out and began to pick up the teens, placing them in the back of the van and racing off into the night, a truck then came and cleaned up the vehicles, and soon that left, leaving the area empty and gloomy, only the rare spot of blood on the ground.


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    Now it is 6 months later.


    [i]WHAT HAPPENED/WHAT'S HAPPENING
    Now as you've probably figured out that rock formation was no rock. It was something unexplainable in simple human terms, where it came from? A mystery. Not even authorities knew, they only knew what it brought, and that was destruction.


    Now this 'rock' as it seemed, when it exploded, hitting humans, it changed them, turned them into different things. It seeped into their humanity and changed their entire being, forming itself inside of them and outside of them. To make it simple, it gave them abilities.


    Now what abilities? You may ask. Any, and all. Anything simple from wings, or the power to move things with your mind, strength, invisibility, or even being able to create flames or water... Maybe it was more complicated like the ability to teleport, or read minds, or control minds... Who knows... All that was known, to the very few who had high enough clearance to find out, was that this 'rock' brought powers to mere humans, and that was not good.


    Humans all ready seek power as it is, give them powers and they will ruin the world, trying to form it their own way. There was a few who sought to do good, using their powers for the good of humanity, but they were thought of as 'freaks' or 'monsters' and were beaten, killed or taken away. Who could take them away? Ahh..


    That would be The Shrouders (as people called them, the few who knew of them), they are really a part of the goverment who have decided to capture these 'freaks' and to lock them up, experiment, find out where they came from, keep them from doing harm... They are pretty much to jail these people, and to find the cause. They are the people who came in the black vans.


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    Now it is 6 months later, somehow those teens who were taken have escaped, some say that the building had been attacked and the defences had gone down, allowing some who were contained to escape, yes this means our teens, but it also means dangerous criminals and masterminds. Once it was figured out by the government they sent people to find them again, but now these people with powers are now able to fight, and hide...


    So our story will begin 2 weeks after their escape.


    DO'S & DON'TS
    There are things you must do and must not do


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    [font=andale mono][color=white]THE SHROUDERS
    As said before they are part of the government that is trying to capture and keep these 'freaks' away from people. Some would call them good, but behind the bars (so to speak) they are not good. They do many things to the 'freaks' whom they capture. Going so far as to experiment on them, hurt them if they disobey and many things like that. They've even been known to kill people who have did nothing but wound someone.


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    PLACES


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    THE FORSAKEN
    Unwanted = People with abilities
    Wanted = People without abilities
    Dead
    The Unwanted
    Avery - Male - 17 - Intangibility
    Xzavior - Male - 19 - Cold/Ice
    Illyana - Female - 17 - Perception Manipulation
    Flynn - Male - 16 - Light Conjuration/Manipulation
    Viola - Female - 16 - Flight (without wings)
    Sebastien - Male - 19 - X-Ray Vision
    Roma - Female - 16 - Heat/Fire Manipulation
    Rosalie - Female - 17 - Wind Manipulation
    Ray - Male - 17 - Dream/Mind Walking
    Conner - Male - Fire
    The Wanted
    Blake - Female - 18
    Donovan - Male - 20


    WHAT'S UP
    [move][font=georgia][color=white]The Forsaken have fled away from the Shroud.[/move]
    [font=georgia][color=white] An attack was made on The Shroud and the district (which the teens were in) that was attacked had it's power put down, allowing them to escape. Now 2 weeks later they make their way back to a safe house.


    THREADS
    SIGN UP THREAD
    PLOTTING THREAD

  • Rosalie was cold.


    Okay, that was the understatement of the damn century; she was freezing, her arms wrapped protectively round her chest, blonde hair billowing in the achingly chilly breeze. 2 weeks. That was how long it had been; two long, arduous, tormented weeks, of looking over her shoulder, of fearing her dreams turned nightmares and the very idea of sleep, two whole weeks that felt like months stacked upon months. She wasn't alone - though in some respects she awfully wished she was, companionship never quite being her forte of expertise. But the Shrouders were on their tail, and they were close, at least, that's what Rosalie's constant paranoia spoke of. Safety in numbers now, and all that junk.


    As they walked, she envisioned the safe house, and shuddered, because wouldn't that be an obvious place to head? But she had not yet put her opinion forward; the numb shock of escaping still squeezed her tightly in its grasp, and in some strange way, she was grateful for this biting cold, for the chill that seeped deep beneath her skin. It reminded her that yes, she was real, undeniably so, and that she was free, oh so beautifully free.


  • Blake Randers


    It was a spring evening, at about 5 pm it was rather cold, most people were going around with coats and hoods, although it was getting to the middle of spring, winter hadn't really left yet, especially in a town that was close by to mountain rivers.


    Blake was not excited about having to work in this weather, although yes she worked inside her clothes were not meant for cold weather, in winter it was fine since they always had the doors shut and the fire lit, but in spring it wasn't snowing and so they kept the doors open. As she went round wiping tables in the little restaurant she heard a crash, and her mind remembered the same crash of that fateful day 6 months ago. The day she had lost all of her friends, except Donnie. Her eyes watered but she forced the memory away, she couldn't think of that every single moment of her life.


    But she did, every day it haunted her, every day she went home blaming herself for her friends death... especially Sebastien.. her boyfriend. Now even though it had been 6 months that didn't change the fact that she still remembered it as clear as day. But yes... she had moved on in a way, she had a new boyfriend, she had a few friends... though none as close as her old ones. She still lived in the same apartment in the same town, working at her favorite restaurant. She lived with Donnie, only because he had felt sorry for her, felt that it was slightly his fault that he hadn't gone and protected them... also because Blake had not been able to look after herself for the first 2 months. Donnie had been a great friend and well... older brother.


    Blake snapped out of her thoughts as someone closed the door, they were open but nobody was in at the moment, giving them the perfect time to clean up the place from the lunch visitors, and to make the place presentable as many people liked to eat dinner here. Blake quickly finished wiping the tables down and as soon as she went back to the kitchen a couple came through the door, and more and more people started to enter... ahhh the dinner rush. She had purposely chosen the evening job because it stopped her from going out at night... and she hated going out now. She sighed as she began to gather the menu's to get for the couple.



    Avery Smith


    Why was it so cold? It was spring wasn't it?


    To be honest Avery didn't really know when it was... it felt like forever since they had been captured... and he couldn't even believe that.. if he hadn't gone through it. It was a horrible nightmare... and he was still terrified that they would get captured again. And what about these powers? Where had they come from? What had that rock been in the first place? So many un answered questions that he had no idea of finding out. He looked over to see Roaslie shivering, they were all cold, and hungry.. and tired. They had decided, to go back to their old town... there was nowhere else to really go... It probably wasn't the best plan but it was the only plan they had. Was there a possibility that some of the others hadn't been taken by The Shrouders? Probably not.. .


    Blake hadn't escaped with them, and nobody had seen her the entire time they were there... so they presumed she was dead. A few others had died as well... It had been a dreadful time. Avery shivered again and rubbed his hands together for warmth, at least it wasn't snowing. When they had first escaped they had found themselves to be on a snowy mountain top, and that had been one of the worst places to escape from. it took them a good 5 days just to get down the mountain, although they had been lucky enough to find a car and had squished in. But that had broken down a few days ago and they had decided to go the rest of the way on foot.


    They were only maybe an hour or two away from their old town, and Avery was getting more and more nervous... what would happen? He swallowed. "Where do we go when we get there?" He asked, quietly, but loud enough to be heard.

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    IC
    3PM and Donnie was back out doing the usual. He's done it less so after the first month, but he still finds time to bike out to where he last knew it had happened. With his bike laid down, and him sitting next to it, he would stare off into the distance, replaying the memories in his head on purpose, mentally putting himself through the painful reminder of what he might have been able to do to stop it from happening. He thought about the last thing he had said to any one of them that went on the trip. '"You wanna go out, make stupid decisions with all your lives on the line, then fine. If you're not gonna listen to reason, don't come crying to me when most of you are dead."' He remembered for the most part being labeled as a party-pooper, and just to relax, no one that was drunk was driving. Turns out only one of them came crying back.


    He stared off into solitude, reaching into his shirt pocket for a box. He opened it up and stared at the empty pack. After it went down, he tried to find anything he could to comfort himself. As a final solace, he bought a pack, hoping it might help a little bit. He's limited himself to only smoking when out here, where no one was around. Looks like he had to skip out on that this time. He might pick up another pack, or he might try to quit. It's been 6 months, and a lot has happened since then. Picking himself up, he slouched himself to his bike. Once on, he headed back home, hoping to beat the dinner rush by a few minutes.


    5PM and he was in a booth by himself, staring blankly at the menu. He wasn't sure what he was going to get today, and he might even just get a coffee as an excuse to hang around until Blake's shift ended. With his job being a graveyard shift janitor at the school, he had nothing better to do with his days then watch over Blake. He could always head back to the apartment and take a nap, but knew it would lead to him not sleeping, then him leaving again, and maybe getting himself somewhere he didn't want to be, like buying a new pack of smokes, or just silently brooding like batman. Watching out for someone else distracted him from his own stress.


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    Sebastian hugged his chest while softly grinding his teeth together Why is it so da*ned cold!? Its spring isn't it? he thought before looking back at everyone else who were following him, "Its only a little bit further, we're gung back to my house.. Maybe for a little while to rest and recover a bit.." he said hoping to sooth some of the group's negative thoughts about what might happen. He pushed forward, but than he noticed Rosalie, "Rosalie.." he said softly feeling bad. He stopped walking so the others could catch up once they f2f he put his and around Rosalie to hopefully help keep her warm repeating softly underbreath, "Almost there.. just a bit further.." While he subconsciously walked towards town, towards home, towards Blake his mind wondered back to his six months of torture and sadness and the fact that they all didn't get out of the facility they had been kept in. Sebastian forced back tears as he shook away the horrible thoughts and memories and looked up the town was just ahead glimmering like a golden utopia in the fading sun, by the way everything was and what intuition he guessed it to be he assumed it would be near 6 or 7 thirty by the time they reach his old home.










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    Viola trudged slowly behind Avery and everyone else, she was exhausted but surprisingly not as cold as everyone else, though it was tight walking as long as they have with rocks tied to her waist to keep her from drifting up and being blown away. Viola was nearly lost on several occasions during their journey before they tied rocks to waist. Since Vi could fly without wings or hover really she didn't really have any sort of control over it so she is constantly hovering and drifting with the wind.










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  • ILLYANA


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    IC: Illyana lingered towards the back of the group, constantly acting as a look out. She hated knowing she was being followed, it caused her to shiver (even more, due to the strange coldness.) A piece of her-the dark side-felt pleasure from the unease and benefited. Whilst, the other side, struggled to hide that satisfaction and forced Illyana to focus on something else. She looked up ahead and saw dark. Illyana scoffed and the voices in her head whispered, Stupid girl-of course you see dark! You're short...and in the back. Illyana ignored them and wrapped her arms around herself, trying to prevent the constant shivering. She took a deep breath and cleared her mind. "Everything's going to be fine." She muttered over and over again. Only stopping when she received a look from Valeriana telling her to stop. She bit her lip and continued to think it.


    In front of her, Illyana furrowed her brow, was Val talking to herself? She laughed to herself. Of course Val was, the older girl was probably thinking of a plan to get them out of this mess. Or something completely different. Illyana could never tell with her. They had a shared past and they both knew stuff about the other that the rest of the group never would know about. A sense of relief washed over her, at least she could count on Valeriana.



    VALERIANA


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    IC: Valeriana cracked her knuckles, she was ready for anything! Hopefully. Everything had happened in rapid succession after that rock/meteor/thingy came form nowhere. Her body was buzzing with excitement of what was to come. "Everything's going to be alright," her foster sister, Illyana whispered behind her. She twisted her head around and shot her only best friend a look to silence her. Valeriana really didn't want the girl to make any enemies, she was...fragile and Valeriana rather her not break yet. And she was sure that she'd make sure the Shrouders wouldn't lay a hand on Illya, as long as she still breathed. Valeriana observed the sky above her, after everything that happened, perhaps the thing from the sky was a sign of something/someone out there. She doubted that whatever it was won't come again.


    On the edge of her consciousness, she felt the resurrected spider softly tug on its end of their bond. It was the unfortunate truth...bonding with a spider. But the tug meant that the arachnid was in need of something and that it was close to her. Perhaps something small, but unfortunately Valeriana couldn't supply the thing. She wished its death upon anything. It was a nuisance above everything. And it was always there. She rolled her eyes, it must be one of the drawbacks of this uncontrolled power. She thought. The more she thought about this ability, the more curious she got about the others. They were in it together, right? Valeriana tried to get Illya to tell her what the latter's power was, but to no avail. She opened her mouth to speak, but she closed it. Everyone was too tired or confused to try and talk about these strange things.

  • Short post to move it along a little. (Also side note I just got my restricted licence! <3)



    Blake Randers
    Blake had seen Donnie come in, and that simple knowledge made her seem so much more cheerful, she seemed to lose that air of putting on an act and she smiled more often. It wasn't that she liked Donnie, it was just that Donnie had already seen everything bad about her and still cared for her, so she treated him like he was her brother. After she finished giving out menu's and taking in orders she moved over to Donnie, she sighed, she knew where he'd been, she had not gone back there... she couldn't even go back to Sebs house! She'd kept a very quiet life after the incident and had tried to forget it.


    She licked her lips and smiled at Donnie. "Do you want anything Donnie?" She asked, scratching her hair softly as she waited for his answer.



    Avery Smith
    Avery nodded, Sebs house, okay that wasn't so bad, except would they pass the place where the incident happpened? His blood ran cold, of course there would be nothing there after 6 months but still he could imagine it would be like a graveyard to all of them. As they got closer and closer to town Avery himself was quite hungry, he knew the others would be too, turning to Seb again he moved closer. "Seb, s-should we get something to eat? Everyone is probably starving." He, before thinking again. "Or maybe some of us could grab something to eat and the others could rest at your house?" He bit his lip nervously.

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    Sebastian stopped walking and looked at Avery, he opened his mouth to respond but Viola beat him to it. He let her finish than nodded in agreement, "That sounds like a good idea Viola.-" he than turned to Avery to finish, "You did find what? 60 dollars or something? What could that get us at the cheapest place..?" He asked wondering if anyone remembered any of the restaurants in town having cheap edible food that they could fill everyone in the group up with something. "Hey Illyana, Valeriana, you two knew almost every place in town right?"










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    Viola stopped walking, 'That sounds like a good idea, one or two of us going to get food while the others wait it out.. Avery you still have that money you found yesterday?" She asked walking up to him and looked over at Seb as he nodded, "I could lead everyone back to the house while you and Sebastian go and get some food, it would be better than all of us going as a group." She said.










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  • Rosalie glanced up at Sebastian, swallowing a harsh and frustration fueled retort and instead uttering a quiet, "thank you." There was a certain camaraderie between the ragtag group; as frazzled and tired and irritable as they all were, there was care there, no matter how buried it was under swirling bitterness and aching exhaustion. Upon Avery's question, Rosalie also stopped, turning to Viola, and sea foam blue eyes sparked with the first flame of energy in a long, long while. "Food would be good right about now," she agreed with a small nod, eagerly rubbing her hands together to fight off the chill.

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    IC
    Donnie looked up as Blake sat down, her obvious mood improve getting to him as well, happy his friend was feeling better,"all I need is a coffee, thank you." He knew she was there for the crash, and he knew she was still recovering as well. He felt he owed her so much, cause she was the only one that survived. He couldn't help the others, but he can watch over her. Taking a glance around, he added on,"so where's the guy friend?" He asked, in reference to her new boyfriend.


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  • Blake Randers
    Blake smiled, although she had suffered a lot from the crash, a broken arm, a million cuts and bruises, depression, constant flashbacks... She had recovered, her arm was still sore every now and then (It had been severely broken) and she still had flashbacks but they weren't the same anymore and they didn't leave her in the panicked state that they used to. And yes sometimes she would have small panic attacks but Donnie, or even her stupid boyfriend could calm her down. She smiled. "I'll make it extra good." She laughed, before pouting at his question.


    "His name's Braedon Donnie!" She said with a pout and a chuckle mixed into one. But she didn't look happy at the mention of him. She didn't love him, he made her happy but she didn't love him like she loved Sebastien... and it was all her fault... she said to have the party at Sebastien to help him over Markus' death but... it had ended up so much worse. "I think he's out with his mates." She said before going off to make him his coffee.



    Avery Smith
    Avery went a little red as Viola spoke to him, and he awkwardly smiled, (though his smile is super cute). "Y-Yeh I found $60" He mumbled as he bit his lip, he didn't really want to go around others, he tended to phase through things like walls and chairs with only a touch and he wanted to be safe inside a house. "U-Uh maybe one of the g-girls can go with you I would rather go to the house."He mumbled again as he found the money and passed it to Seb. "I'd rather not.. uh.. phase through the buildings."

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    Sebastian nodded, "You and Vi can get everyone back to my place than Avery. I am gonna need help to bring back enough food for everyone in one trip.." He said flinching and putting a hand to his forehead as his other hand accepted the money. His x-ray vision was flickering again and it caused some painful headaches, but he could live through that unlike Vi's hovering or Avery's ghostly qualities.










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    Viola frowned, "Oh thats right.. I'm sorry I nearly forgot.." She said giving and awkward apology smile before looking about the group, "Well okay than who wants to go back to Seb's? Who wants to go with Seb?" She asked looking for volunteers she wanted to go to the house as well thinking it would be awkward trying to explain to someone why she had rocks tied to her waist.










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  • There it was - a question that surged through Rosalie's veins, and she shared a quick and nervous glance with the rest of the group. "I'll...I'll go too," she said quietly, raising a hand in her offering. It seemed right, was all, and the allure of some delicious food was too great, the rumbling of her stomach now too painful to ignore. She wanted as fast as possible to sink her teeth into something, anything, even if that meant parting with the group for a while, something that she wasn't exactly keen on, but would perform if she must.


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    Illyana gave a curt nod, "I've hear about some of the cheapest places around time." Liar. The voices whispered in her mind. Shut up, She squeezed her eyes shut and responded within her head, I overheard several guards speaking about places. And that's as close to the truth as I'll allow. Illyana opened her eyes to meet the confused glance of Valeriana. She'd have to tell her about them sometime...just not yet. The voices shouldn't concern anyone yet, besides. Illyana could control them...right?


    Illyana inhaled deeply and asked, "So, who's coming with me again? I'd rather not go alone...besides, the Shrouders could still be around." Trying to save your own skin, eh? Should a Shrouder show up, jeopardize them...brilliant. A voice said with a hushed tone. Illyana ignored it. She wouldn't do that. They were a group of...whatever's, and they were the closest things Illyana could call as friends (or at least comrades) at the moment. She wouldn't betray them to the people who kidnapped and tortured them for whatever power laid inside them.



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    Valeriana narrowed her eyes as her sister seemed to scrunch into a ball and fight whatever demons she had in her head. "I'll stay here," She offered.
    It was against her own personal view of protecting Illya, but the girl had to learn to survive. Period. And Valeriana would allow this-once. She didn't want her foster sister to die while Valeriana couldn't try and save her. That thought caused her to roll her eyes. How could reviving the dead protect someone? So far, a certain species proved her point of uselessness.
    Valeriana stuck her hands into the thin pockets of her pants and observed the others around her. Her gaze slanting once again as she saw Sebastian place a hand over his forehead. "Are you okay?" She asked, her head tilting to one side.

  • Flynn walked toward the back of the group. His mouth was sealed closed, his pale eyes focused directly to the ground as he folded his arms against the cold. Everything that had happened lately was still so mind boggling. Even if everything had just gone down about six months ago. First thing he knew he was at a 'going out with a bang' sort of party that he crashed with some friends. Then he knew he was imprisoned. The memories reminded him vividly of when he was in trouble for drugs not even a year ago. Everything from that point to now was a muddled blur of the time he was there up until he was freed and now here he was with so many other people he didn't know, nor was he sure he really wanted to know. He was vaguely aware of the conversations around him. Only a few words stood out. 'food', going to someone's house. That was all that had really registered in the boy's brain before he snapped from his thoughts with a pained shiver. His nose was already starting to run, his attire was not appropriate for the weather, his ears were getting numb and his body was experiencing little spasms as it desperately fought the freezing temperatures. It's supposed to be Spring? Bulls**t... He thought looking up toward the others that surrounded him. He wasn't all that interested in what they were talking about anymore. He just needed warmth so going with the snippets of the conversation he did hear, it sounded like they were going somewhere. With the promise of warmth he didn't mind going anywhere but at this point he felt as though he was going to freeze to death. He already had a natural weakness to the cold, he wasn't sure if his power had affected that or not. He didn't really care either way. Though at the same time he didn't mind offering to help feed everyone either. "I'll go if nobody else wants to." He murmured in a low tone flicking his optics up for just a second to look at the speaker before allowing his eyes to fall again appearing as though he were uninterested either way.

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    Ray had been walking towards the back of the crowd, though, slightly in front of the two female sisters. He had his sister resting on his back, probably already asleep. Well, he couldn't hear her mouth blabbering, so it was now a definite that she was asleep.
    Though, she wasn't overly heavy, the upside was her warmth. It always seemed to be radiating off of her, though, she didn't really know how to transfer it to others. Nor had she practiced.
    He gave off a small sigh and started to listen in on the others, shrouded eyes slowly coming into focus under dark brown bangs. He really only hear something about food, Sebs house, and Illyana wanting someone to join her. He pressed his lips slightly and gave off a small nod, finally piping up
    "I'll go as well..."he states before turning his head to where his sister head resting on his shoulder. He gently poked at her, trying to stir her from her slumber.

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    Sebastian nodded, "I'm fine.. Ya I agree Vi. Five people heading into town is to any for I guess me, Illyana, and... Ray will go and get everyone food alright? The rest of you can follow Avery and Vi back to my house where we'll be saying at for awhile." Seb said trying to make this easy and clear for everyone.










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    Viola frowned again, "Five people as much as that's good, it's bad as well. I mean it's too many people." She said suddenly feeling lost for words, "Uhh.. You guys know what I mean it'd be to dangerous for five of you to go, two or three maybe?" She said trying to make her point more clear.










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  • Rosalie nodded, slinking back in acceptance of her rejection; hopefully they got the food back fast, the faster the better. At Viola's words the teen nodded, blonde hair swishing in the wind. "The last thing we want to do is to attract attention upon ourselves," she agreed, shuddering at the mere thought of catching the watching eyes of the Shrouders. "Maybe we can go in pairs? Or separate intervals? That might seem less inconspicuous."

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    IC
    Donnie's smile faded a bit. He knew it was never a good idea to bring up Sebastian, and he felt bad for it now. He was proud of her for trying to move on, but something about Braedon, Donnie didn't like. Maybe it might be the fact that he wasn't Sebastian. He at least was friends with Sebastian before the occasion. "Spends an awful lot of time with his mates", he mumbled after she left. He sighed before sitting back, crossing his arms, and relaxing a bit.


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