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She had been stolen. Monastay knew it from the start. She was soon brought up to a standing position with the blind fold being tugged off. She saw many lights, and some numbers being flashed up every now and then. The man speaking kept naming prices and motioning towards her. Soon all of it made sense. She was t an auction, and she was for sale.
"Sold!" The auctioneer yelled, "Sold to the man who owns 'The Hideaway'." She was walked off stage and blind folded once again, hoping that this wouldn't end too badly for her.
Monastay woke up on the pillowed floor of a room with the walls made out of pastel colored cloth. She quickly stood, wincing from the head rush it have her. There was the clatter of chains and her ankle stayed solitary as she tried to walk away. She looked down with hazel eyes to see that her ankle was bond and braved to the floor. She plopped down onto the floor again, pretty certain that she was the only one around. the floor again, pretty certain that she was the only one around.
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Corona listened to the AI's words, taking them in. Ok, so she wasn't a spy. But what was she? Why do you run from me even though we aren't enemies?" Corona called out to the girl, hoping it would reveal itself.
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Justin picked up Anastasia's things regardless of what she said, it was the gentlemanly thing to do, right? "I better grab my gear after I help you out with this." He told her, referring to his Skateboarding gear.
Cat rolled her eyes as her brother started cozying up to the first girl he saw. "Typical men..." She muttered beneath her breath. She walked into the first door she saw and it looked like a good room. She would definitely have to hang up a few posters to make it feel more her style, but otherwise it seemed fairly good. Cat let out a content sigh as she laid back on the bed, which she planned on changing to scarlet sheets and black pillows.
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After the group climbed up a few flights of stairs Morose turned to face Don. "Thanks..." She said in almost a whisper. It wasn't something she would usually do, but she felt that she owned it to Don.
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Cat heard the door open and saw a boy walk in. "Ah, I'm pretty sure that boys can't stay in girls rooms...?" She hinted. Cat would have usually gone back to ignoring the world, but she couldn't take her eyes off of him. "By the way, whys your name?" She asked him without even knowing the words had come out of her mouth.
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Bump! I'm wanting to try and reactivate this thread, so please join and RP with me! ^.^
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Йaмё: Gretty
Дgє{15-17}: 17
Дcтцal Pїcтцґё: I'll add one as soon a I get my laptop back from the cleaners! Basically a girl with blonde hair (that has been stained by streaks of blood when she wakes up) and green eyes
Aиу Hїsтоґу?: Knows her brother, Albius
Отнёґ: Fцяцї Йїиgуоц
Йaмё: Albius
Дgє{15-17}: 17
Дcтцal Pїcтцґё: Same pic excuse... He was born an albino (with pinkish red eyes and white hair)
Aиу Hїsтоґу?: Knows his sister, Gretty
Отнёґ: Fцяцї Йїиgуоц Has an image of a pair of wings cut into his back when he wakes up
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Cat let out a small chuckle thinking that the boy was only pulling her leg. But he was carrying his stuff and looked at her with narrowed eyes from the doorway. Out in the hallway she could see a sign that said 'West Wing', meaning that she was in the boys half of the building. Well this was embarrassing...
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Corona gasped in surprise as the girl was dragged into the shadows. The thing that had grabbed her soon tried to do the same thing to Corona, but she was too fast. Whipping out her duel bow staffs she started to fight it off, but that's the best the metal sticks could do. She wanted to call out to Sherly to go get help, but then that could make her a target too and that was the last thing the teen wanted to deal with right now.
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Morose hobbled along with them, making an extra effort to keep up with their pace. She definitely had a twisted ankle and that certainly wouldn't heal itself instantly.
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Accepted. Can't wait until we find out her secret! 
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A slight blush dotted Cat's freckled cheeks as she rose from his bed. "T-Terribly sorry..." She stumbled over her words a little. She was surely embarrassed, but this boy didn't give we an air of anger nor a reason for her to be afraid of him getting angry. Cat couldn't tell if it was his appearance or his poor English with his think German accent.
She grabbed her things before backing out past him. "My name's Catrina," she told him, "but everyone calls me Cat. What's yours?" She asked the quick, simple question.
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Morose nodded in acceptance. "So are we planning on camping out on the rooftop on the building today?" She asked, "Because I think this ankle needs to get some medical attention..." She had already noticed the uncomfortable swelling that her ankle was enduring currently.
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To anyone else he would have seemed like a completely incompatible person, but to Cat he seemed like a little bit of hope in this new place. She had come out her to try and escape her family and her old life, but they of course had to drag her twin brother into this too.
She found a single room, the first on the East Wing, and decided to claim it. Cat immediately started the redecoration, changing the lights to darks and the pinks to scarlets. God how she hated pink.
Justin nodded to Anastasia. "I bet that I could help you find a room in the East Wing." He suggested to her.
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Now she felt that Don was helping out more than she could help him, but that wouldn't stop her from allowing him to help out. Besides when the time came to repay him she could jut slay a couple of zombies.
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Justin went towards the East Wing and tested the first door to see if it was open, but it was locked and he had a pretty good idea of who was behind it. The next door opened easily and he walked in setting Anastasia's things in the bed. "Hope this is an ok room for you." He said walking out, "I'll be just down the other hall if you ever need me!" He called from the doorway.
Justin stopped in front of Cat's bedroom door, struggling a little as he picked her lock. He opened the door and narrowly avoided getting nailed in the face by a flying red, hightop Converse shoe. "Good to see you too, sis!"
Cat growled as her brother broke into her room, she hated it when he did that. "You moved you little 'girlfriend' in next door just to get her on my nerves, didn't you?" She e questioned seeing the slight blush on his cheeks a he left without another word. She had to get up out of bed and into the hallway to go get her shoe.
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Morose had seen the bandages before but hadn't seen the need to ask questions about them. "What happened?" She asked, "an I think I could help you change them out." She added.
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Morose had narrowly escaped becoming a part of slavery jut by a passing rumor that no one but her had believed was true. She had lost her older and younger brothers to it after she escaped their father, and that was how she started to grow a tough shell around herself. He couldn't share his experiences but she had been abused for a long time and bore the scars of that all over her body.
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Cat's door slammed shut and loud versions of her favorite bands pumped threw the walls, shaking them slightly.
OOC: didn't know what to say, goodnight!
