Cassandra Jones moved to exit her apartment. She is reaching for the door to her apartment, humming a tune that was in her head, when her hand is suddenly reaching for a car's radio. She freezes as she watches the fadedness of it all, how her hand the whoever's hand is blending and meshing. Then she looks up and screams as whoever it is... is on the wrong side of the road with oncoming traffic, "LOOK OUT!" She screams and the other swerves, barely missing the other car. She is breathing heavy as she is hears a man's voice in her head.
"Who are you?" He is asking, and she is asking at the same time. Neither answering the other nor fully understanding what is going on. The two babbling over each other before he yells, "SHUT UP! PLEASE!" She falls quiet now and hears him ask, "What's you name?" She had since sunk against the front door, her back to it as she looked around with blurry vision coming and going between her apartment and the side of the road.
"Cassandra Jones. Yours?"
"____. Where are you?"
"My apartment. Where are you?"
"________" His voice seemed to sooth her and she wasn't sure why but she wanted to keep talking to him. She heard him comment on the snow on the ground outside her window, and could hear his confusion. She was just as confused as she was. They had had connections. But all before this had been violent ones. She had a fallen off while riding a horse, he had gotten into a fight, she had gotten into a car crash, and he had fallen from a tree. But this... this was different.
"You're not in my head.... you're very much real..." She said as she could feel the warmth from the sun where he was on her skin as she focused on the side of the road. She figured she needed to figure this out... needed time. "What's... what's going on? Why are we able to do this now?" She had so many questions about him and she wanted the answers but was too afraid to ask all at once. She was twenty two, went through a recent nasty break up and now the connection seems to be showing itself in a pleasant manner. Cassandra couldn't figure anything out, and all she knew was that her vision was blurry at best and when she focused on either her apartment or the road it came clearly, but his voice was so clear in her head, she wasn't sure what to think. She didn't even know how to block him out and it terrified her.
OOC: so just reply to the above, post a name and age, picture if you want as mine is below for my character. Please have your charrie be a guy :) any plot twists are always welcome :) Please be able to post three to four paragraphs per post and that is the only requirement :) Oh I'm sorry for a horrible starting post, I'm typically horrible at them.