{The Armageddon Of The Zodiacs}{Semi lit}{Accepting}

[Killer lies]

Mood: Excited
Location: At her home
Status: Single
With: Oscar and Amadahy

"My dear, anyone can get the address, it is in all the newspapers nowadays. But only a select few of you truly read your prophecy. It is a very long story, so I'm afraid I shall not tell it until the other twelve arrive," Haven explained to the girl. She picked up the cup of tea Oscar had brewed for her. She knew he had tweaked it somehow from the moment before it touched her lips, but she trusted her apprentice and therefore continued to drink it. She noticed that the woman was holding a very small cat, more of a kitten really, and tutted to herself in her head.

Cats, although very cute and cuddly, were possibly the worst animal to keep as a pet. And was because cats are smart, devilishly, unknowingly in human eyes, but still smart, smart than some humans on occasion (*cough cough* TOWIE *cough cough*). And pets that were smart, pets that had minds of their own, pets who could think, they were dangerous. Most people think all pets are is cutesy wutesy little balls of adorable fluffiness. But no! Have you ever seen the movie 'Cats vs. Dogs'? That wasn't just some film, it was real life footage of a real life war! Well, that's what Haven thought at least, and she might've got her thoughts mixed up with those of the people in the next room, who were watching a documentary film about WW1.

{{–I really shouldn't write my posts at this time. It's only 7.40 in the morning–}}

Mood: Happy
Location: Close to Haven's house
Status: Single
With: Ali and Kee

[Placebo Effect]

{ Oscar Reian Finnagan } { Nineteen years old } { Apprentice to Haven Auguste }

Oscar wondered quietly if Haven had decided to ignore him, it wouldn't have been the first time. Though last time he had accidentally broken a whole tea set so he guessed it was understandable. His eyes closed breifly as he heard that laughing ringing in his ears once again. Every time he had a dream where he saw a glimpse of the future, there was that laughter... It didn't tend to occur during the day though... That was something new and even more irritating than it was when he was asleep. He pulled at the bandages on his arms for a few minutes before picking up the deck of tarot cards once more and shuffling them as he paced up and down the living room. He wasn't pacing because he was waiting anxiously, he just couldn't stop being restless when he was bored and there was that laughter.

He was glad that Haven wasn't questioning him about what he'd put in the tea - though that didn't mean she'd tell him off for it later - but at least she was feeling better in any case... Well, as long as she was insulting cats she was okay, and he assumed she was insulting cats in her head because saying it aloud would be funny but would probably loose her a customer.

{ Maisy Kee Lisan } { Eighteen years old } { Capricorn }

How rude that the girl had walked off without even saying a word. Surely she'd have at least checked Maisy was okay and wasn't going to die of blood loss or anything of the like. She had to smile as Cory told her he kept zoning out, that was amusing to hear she wasn't the only one. Ali was in no way shy and perhaps a bit of a chatterbox.

She watched as he checked her arms, and a light smile made it's way to her face. "What? And you're a doctor are you? Do you have a TARDIS? If so, I'm coming too." She let him take her hand when he stood up, and got to her feet with his help. "Nice to meet you Cory, I'm a klutz. Erm... By star signs I guess I'm Capricorn then?"

[Valhalla.]

hiya! this is key123. I am using my sisters account for a while now because my account login isn't working. so if you see angel posting i am actutally key but using my sisters account :3

[Killer lies]

{Okay, that's fine. Have you done your first post yet?}

[PhoenixRider]

ALI FANG; ARIES

Ali stopped at the corner, figuring he had pretty much enough of her talking. She was used to it. Whenever she got shy, she usually didn't know what she was doing. She sighed to herself. Never was good at making friends. Only friend she had ever made had been Daniel....and now, well, he was going a bit psycho on her. Pressuring her to move and live full year on the coast at Stes. Maries. He had pressured her for weeks about going to Hawaii with him, but she couldn't just ditch town and her job. And she had her job at the sanctuary she was supposed to start work at on the coast. But now she needed to focus. She heard what the guy had said about her, stifled back a tear to keep her emotions from getting the best of her. Then realized he was talking to someone else. She hadn't even noticed she was there. That had been rude...she hadn't meant it...she wished she had the courage to go back and apologize, but from experience, the girl would still think she was rude and not someone to like. Great, now she'll look at me and think...'oh, thats the girl ho paid no attention to me and now I'm in the same room with her. She wanted to apologize, but now probably wasn't the best time.She didn't have time to shut her eyes and zone herself out of reality like she always did when her emotions got out of control just now. She walked to the psychic's front door, knocking quietly with her eyes on the ground.

[PhoenixRider]

((Angel, just to be clear Ali plans on apologizing for not noticing her. She isn't used to talking around alot of people. She will apologize after we get a bit into the story. K?))

[Placebo Effect]

((It's fine XD Maisy is a clueless type she's so narrow minded she only thinks about the present XD *pats my poor charrie on the head* I'm waiting for Rawr to post... ))

[Killer lies]

{{Waiting for Doodle Buddy to post with Amadahy XD}}

[PhoenixRider]

((Sure he will soon. oh and i was speakin to AngelJoyous. forgot key was using a different account. Jeez I'm stupid. I REALLY need to o camping to clear y head. Stupid mom had to make us live in the city.....bleh!))

[darling lady]

||Jemannie Ina Linn||18 years old ||Alone||Single||

Her eyes scanned the unfamiliar platform, and she stood there hesitantly. Sometimes, she would start taking a few steps in one direction, before suddenly changing her mind and coming to a stop. Then, she would pause a moment, before trying the other direction, only to do the exact same thing. Someone had even hit her while she was doing this, and she was pretty sure she had made quite a few people angry over this. But it wasn’t her fault, she was simply lost!

Spotting a map posted in one of those glass cases, she hurried over, trying to see if she could spot Buscherine Lane on the map. She stood and stared for a good five minutes, her eyes scanning every single one of the little roads with the even tinier writing. A sudden tap on her shoulder sent her jumping, and she was glad she didn’t let out a screech as she turned and saw this little old lady standing there with the biggest smile. She looked ready to offer Jemannie some cookies and warm milk, but instead just asked her a question. “You are lost.”

Okay, maybe it was more of a statement than a question, but Jemannie nodded, red in the face with embarrassment. The old lady chuckled. “I live around here, I could give you directions.”

Jemannie smiled brightly, while secretly wanting to start smacking her forehead against the glass case for not thinking of asking for directions from someone. “Oh, yes please. I am looking for Buscherine Lane?”

The old lady gave another smile, and started rambling off street names, turns, and landmarks. Jemannie thanked her and began to head right, just as the helpful senior had instructed. A few turns down the path though, she was lost again. She stood at a red house, and was trying to remember if she had to turn left or right. She was ready to punch herself this time, and was wondering if she should trust her instinct. Jemannie always did have a knack for getting lost, and wondered if she should go against her instinct as it would probably lead her to the right way.

But, with her luck, going the other way would simply lead her the wrong way! It was quite a dilemma. But, deciding to trust her gut, she decided to go left. After a good five minutes of walking, she wanted to woot or something, as she had picked the right way. Here she was, Buscherine Lane. Now all she had to do was find number seventeen.