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Jadyn snapped away from her thoughts as soon as she heard a deep voice who's owner came from above her. She looked up and got up from the step she had been sitting on while looking out of the skyscraper. Jadyn listened to Dawn's comment about a 'sorority' house and held back a sudden smirk. She dusted herself off from the small particles of grit from the skyscraper and nodded her head. "Sure, I've got nothing better to do." She said. Jadyn really did need new clothes. Though hers weren't as worn out as Dawn's, she still needed them since hers were beginning to fade in color and were starting to get ripped up. She needed a few, maybe three or more shirts and a couple of pants or shorts. She looked down at her prized Reeboks which were incredibly dirty. They were her only shoes except for her dirty converse and it was her birthday present from her mom before the flood.

Jadyn's eyes wandered to Isabella, Nic, Byron and Samuel. Even though she was in the same gang as them, she wasn't as close to them. She wasn't really close to anybody, but she was fine being alone, but she still did want to be friends and have friends. Jadyn's relationships with people were all built on trust, which crumbled down like a old, unstable brick wall. She never really trusted anyone now not even the people who she had been closest to, except her mom. Jadyn was a mommy's girl all her life until now, before her mom died. Her mother loved her with all her heart. Though Jadyn didn't get what she wanted and was still disciplined, she always thought of herself spoiled and lucky to have such a mom. But now, she had no one, no mom, no family. Just Evermore which was her life now. She would defend it from any insufferable Infinite gang members and try to defend her gang mates even though they could probably defend for themselves.

Jadyn looked around the room once more before letting her blue eyes flicker back to Dawn. She knew Dawn more then the rest of them, but she wasn't any closer to him as she was to her chatting mates. She had a cold-hearted side to her which she usually gave people and it made people usually back away from her. No one ever seemed to bother to break the ice that covered her soul and personality. Only person had cracked it once, but then the crack froze again. It was her former best friend who had died like most people did in her life, in the flood. Jadyn wasn't complaining though. She was lucky enough to find a gang which took her in instead of fending for herself. She would've died in a snap.

[saorsa-]

[ "The aim of life is to live, and to live means to be aware, joyously, drunkenly, serenely, divinely aware." ]

Retreating to a more secluded corner of the old factory, which was now her home, Hanna slipped out of her dirty clothes and pulled on a slightly cleaner pair. She glanced in the broken glass, eyeing her reflection warily, amazed at how changed she looked. It was quite diffacult for her, living here, with all these new people, seeing as how she wasn't the most talkative, and she certainly was lacking when it came to making new friends. Losing her Great Aunt and her cousin had been quite difficult for her, seeing as how she really didn't have any family left. She had no clue if her father was still alive, which was highly unlikely, and besides, he hadn't wanted her as a child, so why would he want her now, after all these years? Feeling a bit meloncholy, and a tad lonely, although she would never dare to admit it to anyone here - her pride would never allow her to do so, and because, she wasn't close enough to anyone here to tell them how she felt - Hanna slowly made her way over to where many of the others stood talking.
Standing off to one side, she was content to run her hands through her golden locks and watch, perfectly fine with just being near the others, until someone drew her into a conversation, or until they announced what the plans for the day were. Hanna contemplated going out on a run, but something was nagging at the back of her mind, making her skin prickle with unease, causing her to be wary of going out alone. To Hanna, it felt like something big was going to happen, something that may or may not affect the entire Infinite gang. Shrugging it off, slightly annoyed with herself for being so paranoid, she shifted slightly where she was, moving from foot to foot, and occasionally rocking back on her heels, she continued to observe the gang in their entirity.
For only being early morning, it was a bit too warm in the factory for her liking, she fanned herself with her hand, trying to get the stale air moving. But she quickly realized that it was just making her feel warmer, so she dropped her hand to her side and leaned, arms crossed against the wall, cheeks slightly flushed. Her blue eyes followed the movements of the other people nearby, but she didn't join in their conversations or try to make her presence known. She'd always been like that - finding it hard to start chatting with someone she barely knew, watching and waiting rather than chatting and laughing. There were times when she regretted it, and then there were times when she didn't either way, she tried not to think about it too much. Agonizing over what could have been was a waste of her time, and seeing as how the world had gone to crap, she certainly had better things to do with what little time she had left.
Hanna sighed softly and ran another anxious hand through her hair, unable to escape the festering feeling that something wasn't quite right. It was driving her nuts, and she shifted again, as if she might start pacing, but then thought better of it. The last thing she needed was for the others to think that she'd lost her marbles and send her out into the No-Man's. The knot in her stomach twisted, almost painfully, and she pressed one hand into her abdomen, lowering her head, hiding her flushed face with a curtain of her wavy hair.

[huskybaer.]

Sam's mood went from sour, to foul. In just moments. His eyes blazing, he looked at Isabella through his fingers. A deadly glare lingered on her. Dropping his hands to his sides, he stood up. Buck, who sensed his masters change in mood started to growl. Mostly at Isabella. Sam's icy hot glaze spit from the girl and to his dog. Who was now snarling. Growling a few commands in German, the dog still did not listen. Frustrated with partial rage and disobedience of his dog, Sam's hand made the mistake of yanking Buck's collar. Before he could pull back, the dog lashed out. Latching onto the mans hand just like that. Instead of letting out a yelp of pain, he just knelt down and gripped the dogs muzzle with his other hand. Buck who just now seemed to realize whos skin he had sunken his teeth into, let go and ripped his head away and took off.

Sam let out a grunt of pain. "Dammit dog.." He half mumbled to himself. Standing up, his face remained emotionless. As usual. With his other arm, he tore off his shirt and wrapped it around his bloodied arm. Looking at the others he took in a deep breath and let it out. Holding his arm close to his body. "You two. Leave do something productive. When I get back you better be." He then looked at Isabella. "And you. I have my own reasons. As leader. I decide what goes and what doesn't. Spinning on the heel of his boot he started to walk away. "And Isabella. I'd recommend taking those pills. I'll be back later to set you ankle. It will be terribly painful." He overheard a part of Dawn and Jadyn's conversation. Stopping near them, he sighed again. Walking towards a sink, he unwrapped his arm and turned on the water. The pain was something he could endure. But it was nothing like being shot. Being shot, you only felt the searing hot bullet as it passes. Being bitten by a dog, is much worse. Setting his teeth, he accidentally bit his tongue. Feeling the rush of the metallic taste in his mouth, he released his jaw. Then continued to clean it.

After several minutes, he grabbed his shirt and wrapped it up again. Passing the two who were talking still. When he reached the door to out side, he pushed it open with his good arm. Then whistled for that damned dog of his. No response. Well great. His faithful companion leaves him. Kicking a nearby chair, he snarled. When alone, thats when he let out his emotions. Around others, they were bottled up. As he walked down the street, he went into some building and looked around for a First Aid Kit. He needed to get some kind of ointment on it. Not exactly thrilled if it happened to get infected. That would be, very, bad. Ever so often he whistled and called for Buck, with no avail.

20 Years.
Leader of the Evermore gang.
With, Nic. Isabella. Bryn.
At the Skyscraper.

Sam is in one of his better moods. Scratch that. He is now in a foul mood.
Buck is biting Sam. And running off.
Samuel is wearing a cut off tee shirt with jeans and steel toed boots.
He is sitting in an old office chair.

│ Please don't ask. Lol. I have no ideas. Couldn't think of much else. │

[apathy,]

[ You guys do realize [if you have RP'ed with me before] I do not post alone, I will post again when someone replies to me. So, I can't RP alone. Sorry. :p ]

[huskybaer.]

[ You guys do realize [if you have RP'ed with me before] I do not post alone, I will post again when someone replies to me. So, I can't RP alone. Sorry. :p ]

│ Perhaps, if you'd like, Light and Sam run into each other somehow? Like maybe Sam ventured farther than he thought, and they spotted each other? │

[apathy,]

[ Sure, ugh, that means I have to read and work on my new post. Ergh. But, right now I have to go. Post in a little bit. ]

[ He's bi-curious. xD Light will turn him into a gay. <3 Any who, peace. ]

[indefinite.]

"A sɪɴɢʟᴇ ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ ʟᴏsᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʀ 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴛᴏᴍᴏʀʀᴏᴡ's
ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴅᴀʏ, ᴀɴᴅ I'ᴍ ᴛʜɪʀsᴛʏ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏ, sᴏ ʙʀɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀɪɴ."

Cᴀʀᴏʟɪɴᴀ Lɪᴀʀ

Fᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ | 17 ʏᴇᴀʀs | Iɴғɪɴɪᴛᴇ Rᴜɴɴᴇʀ | Cʀᴜsʜʟᴇss

Carolina

"Aᴍ I ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ? Aᴍ I ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴏғғ ᴀ ǫᴜɪᴛᴛᴇʀ?
Tʜᴇʏ sᴀʏ I'ᴍ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴏғғ ɴᴏᴡ, ᴛʜᴀɴ I ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴡᴀs ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ."

Dᴀᴡsᴏɴ Mɪʟʟᴇʀ

Mᴀʟᴇ | 19 ʏᴇᴀʀs | Eᴠᴇʀᴍᴏʀᴇ Rᴜɴɴᴇʀ | Cʀᴜsʜʟᴇss

Dawson

{{ @lovely; hahaha i adore drama. anyhoot, perhaps jadyn and dawson could bump into fern? it would be rather interesting... xD }}

[dandelion love]

I s ᴀ ʙ ᴇ ʟ ʟ ᴀ
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"Tʜᴇʏ sᴀʏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛɪᴇsᴛ sᴍɪʟᴇs, ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴅᴅᴇsᴛ sᴛᴏʀɪᴇs"

Isabella saw the dog bit him, and then he raised his voice slightly at her some more. Once he left and felt like tearing out her hair or punching the wall. She couldn't believe this. Just because he was four years older than her and leader does not mean he could send Nic off to the Infinite! He could get hurt, or worse. She looked at the pills and threw them out the door as far as she could throw.

She put her head in her hands. She mumbled some curses under her breathe. She was not happy right now. She was mad at Sam, her ankle was killing her, Nic could get hurt if he went off, and Sam was making everyone do something. But she couldn't do anything because of her ankles. And she knew she was not letting Sam even think about touching her ankle. She couldn't believe her good conversations with Bryn and Nic turned into an awful one because of Sam.

She looked up, and saw Sammie wiggle off the couch. He then made his way slowly over to to Isabella and pushed her cold, black nose against her hand. He whimpered softly, and Isabella looked at him. She petted his head softly. Sammie then went out of the room, and bought in the three pills. He put them on the floor in front of everyone, he then licked them and swallowed them easily. Isabella went wide eyed, "Sammie! Why?!" She didn't know what to say. That poor, poor puppy...

[huskybaer.]

│ Jeez Chelsie. You made it seem like he is so horrible. He didn't even say anything to her besides the last part. And at that he spoke normally. -.-' │

[dandelion love]

|| Oh you know he is bitter... I am only showing it to the world... C; ||