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[bork.]

xxxx【 𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐲 】
◤xxxxxxx[♛]xxxxxxx◥
xxxx-(age) unknown
xxxx-(gender) female
xxxx-(fandom) durarara!!
xxxx-(mood) disgruntled
xxxx-(tags) kat
◣xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx◢

Celty led shooter down the river, eyeing for her helmet. When he heard rustling in some bushes, Celty pulled the headless horse to a stop and hopped off of his back. Shooter turned his neck towards her, as if worried. Celty patted the horse reassuringly as she approached the rustling bushes. When she parted them, she could see a cat... thing. She stared at it as Shooter trotted over to see what was taking Celty to long. She pushed Shooter back, as most people were generally scared of the headless horse's presence. Celty took out her phone from her sleeve, and typed up something real quick to show to the cat-like creature 'Who are you?' asked the phone, the headless girl had forgotten about her lost helmet, and the fact she hadn't made a helmet herself out of her shadows.

[☆ѕтαяяу ѕкιєѕ☆]

Kat ¦ ¦ Tags: Celty

Kat blinks when someone without a head comes into view. For a moment, she just stares, then seems to snap out of it. Okay... This monster - person? - doesn't have a head. That's new.
She notices the phone held out to her, and she's surprised. Usually people just automatically talk to her, and she has to somehow explain that she's deaf.
Then again, people don't usually talk to her in the first place...
Currently her brain is screaming Social situation - RUN! but she ignores it. There's shy and there's rude. She doesn't intend on being the latter.
My name is Kat, she signs.

[ArtsheepNZ]

Prime & Pauline
Highlight for tags;; morgana

Prime lifted his eyes from the path beneath his feet as mora spoke, only to have one of his feet come down square on a rotten beam of wood. It cracked beneath his boot, causing his foot to fall through. Luckily he was quick enough to throw his arms out and catch himself before his face collided with the wood of the footbridge. Trying to save himself embarrassment, he quickly leapt up and yanked himself free, playing it off as if it hadn't happened. Pauline, who was chest deep in the river beneath the bridge, snickered loudly. Prime ignored her. "I'm with you. I'd rather find out what the beacon's for than sit around and try to figure out what else to do." He shot Pauline a pointed look. "Between the bridges and the beacon, it's obvious at some point something intelligent's been here. Maybe we'll be able to find somebody who can tell us what's going on." His words turned more to his own convincing than the wolfgirl's. "...I hope."

[bork.]

xxxx【 𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐲 】
◤xxxxxxx[♛]xxxxxxx◥
xxxx-(age) unknown
xxxx-(gender) female
xxxx-(fandom) durarara!!
xxxx-(mood) disgruntled
xxxx-(tags) kat
◣xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx◢

Celty blinked at seeing that this cat... thing... couldn't speak. Sign language? Celty took back her phone, typing up something up. 'My name is Celty' She showed the phone to Kat, then took it back to type something else. Shooter hung his neck over Celty's shoulder, the tip of his neck pressed against her own neck. Celty seemed unfazed by this, going on as usual. She put the phone in front of her again. 'You didn't happen to see a yellow helmet around here, have you?' She asked, she seemed rather anxious to find this helmet.

[☆ѕтαяяу ѕкιєѕ☆]

Kat ¦ ¦ Tags: Celty

Her blue eyes skim the words, and she shakes her head.
Ah. The horse is headless too. Containing a smile, she wonders if they're related. It seems logical, in a sense.
This monster is very curious, though. Kat's head tilts as she studies Celty. She doesn't know what to make of them.
I can help you look, she offers. I don't know how much help I'll be, but I can try.

[Tropicalpeacock]

Ford - Human - Mood: Confused, Bewildered, Curious - Tags: Open

Ford awoke on his back with a start, eyes shooting open as he gasped for air. The sting and discomfort of water entering his nose and lungs caused him to break out into a coughing fit as he sat up quickly. After about a minuet or so, the coughing stopped and he looked around, slowly and carefully getting to his feet. He was soaked to the skin, much to his discomfort and annoyance, and he had no idea where he was or how he had gotten here. "Where... am I?" he wondered to himself, very confused. Was this a dream? No, it couldn't be. Surely, if it was he would have woken up by now. Scratching his head in confusion, he began to walk forward. The least he could do was try and find dry land until he could figure out where he was and what was going on.

As he walked forward, he saw a beam of light that seemed to be shooting up into the sky. What did this mean? Walking towards it curiously, he couldn't help but be worried about who he left behind. His brother would surely panic when he found him missing. Thinking about this only increased Ford's anxiety as he continued to walk forwards toward this mysterious beam of light. What would he find here? Ford didn't know but there had to be answers somewhere around. There was just a matter of finding them.