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[Brightpaw]

~> When she was just a girl,
she expected the world,
but it flew away from her reach,
so she ran away in her sleep... <~

||Oceane Carmichael||Single||Happy||

Oceane smiled. "You from out West?" she asked, picking up on the accents. Being an actress herself, she knew an accent when she heard one, and western was pretty distinctive. Her own British accent was obvious, and was often useful in other countries.

[macato]

:.|.:βяɛтт Ƨмιтн:.|.:

Crush: Open

Talking to: no one

Location: park

Brett thought for a minute "I know one not to far away if you don't mind walking" he said

[peachie.]

Calla Mariee Markham
gender; Female
statuse; Relationship with Jace

Calla smiled and leaned againest the counter watching him. "Could I get a hot chocolate?" She asked. She never could get warm, that's why she usaually bundled herself up in soft, thick blankets.

Hush, now let's go quiet to the park Where it first started Cool night, us lying in the dark I felt my heart Was trying to find the place for you to stay A place where I feel safe

[delete please.]

It's Not Really
My Fault If
They Think That
I'm Weird...
Jo Ortega
Currently Walking her three dogs.
Feeling okay.

She smiled at him. Um... She said looking down at her stilletos and back at him. Skrew it. Yeah, lets go,

I Just Do What I Want,
It's Not About What People
Are Saying About Me...
E.J. Ortega
Currently Talking.
Feeling quite content.

Yes, Ma'am. My mom owns a ranch down in Texas. I just came from there. Lived there all my life. He said looking forward. His country accent coming forth every now and then. He looked at her smiling.

[Brightpaw]

~> When she was just a girl,
she expected the world,
but it flew away from her reach,
so she ran away in her sleep... <~

||Oceane Carmichael||Single||Happy||

Oceane laughed. "Well, good sir, I myself am from the grand old isle of England." she said in her poshest English accent. She offered him her arm. "You may escort one to the Statue of Liberty." she told him, holding her head high.

~> So put another record on
Kiss and lead me on
Nothing really matters when we're dancing
Listen to the same sad song playing on repeat
Cause every time we come this close,
My heart skips, skips a beat <~

Jace Wayland || Single ||Happy ||

Jace grabbed a mug for her and spooned powder into it. He added hot water and stirred it well. Wordlessly he turned and gave it to her carefully.

[peachie.]

Calla Mariee Markham
gender; Female
statuse; Relationship with Jace

Calla smiled softly. She gently took the mug from him. She took a sip and felt the warm liquid trail down her throat. She felt a happy shiver go down her back. She took another sip.

Hush, now let's go quiet to the park Where it first started Cool night, us lying in the dark I felt my heart Was trying to find the place for you to stay A place where I feel safe

[wittington xx]

☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮

ℜнεтт

ℳ☺☺ⅾ: Scared
℃ґυṧн:None at the moment
✝αℓкїᾔℊ т☺: Adam

"N-no I got this" she said her voice cracking from her normal nervousness around people. "I have climbed tress like a hundred times in video games." She said keeping one arm around the tree as she stood on her tip toes and stretching her other arm towards another branch. She would never face the reality that she was just a weak scared girl. She closed her eyes and loosed her grab on the trunk. She felt her leg wobble and she wrapped both her arms back around the tree. "I'm gonna die!" she blurted out.

☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮

"Wanna make a trade?
Cougar for a snake;
Wanna fall in love?



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She eyes my like a Pisces when I am weak
I've been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks
I've been drawn into your magnet tar-pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black

Adam ♫ Scott ♫ Fontaine
♂ / 18 / ♥ / 3rd July, 1993 / clothes: x x x

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Adam gave a slight chuckle at the girl's mention of video games, finding it rather cute, but she still needed quite a bit of assistance. Hoisting himself up to the girl's level, he carefully held a hand out to her, trying both to be kind and not freak this girl out any more than she already was. "Let me help you down, 'kay? I'll get your cat." The poor thing was digging its claws into the bark, eyes wild with terror, its single ear pinned back against its head. Clucking his tongue a couple times in an attempt to relax the critter, he thought he saw the cat's yellow eyes soften for a second. Even if his eyes weren't playing tricks on him, the cat's eyes went dilated with fright once again.

[robb]

☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯

ℰℓℓї☺т

♏øøⅾ: Happy
☾ґʊṧн: None at the moment
†αℓḱїᾔℊ т◎: Macy

Elliot smiled. He felt much better now that he had eaten. He wasn't exactly sure what he was going to do when they left. Maybe she had plans he bit his lip for a moment then spoke "What are doing after this, if you don't mind me asking" he said nervously

☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯☯

☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮

ℜнεтт

ℳ☺☺ⅾ: Scared
℃ґυṧн:None at the moment
✝αℓкїᾔℊ т☺: Adam

Rhett looked at him wide eyed for a moment. Then she grabbed his hand squeezing it has tight as she could. "Mooshi isn't very f-found of s-strangers." she mumbled as scared shivers went down her back. She looked up again at her cat, the look on the felines face broke her heart.

☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮☮

[mint.]

Macy Kaet-Lynn Louise

↳-- ѕтop looĸιn' aт мe --↲

friendly- { мood
。
park- { place
。
Elliot- { crυѕн

"Well I was planning on heading home, brushing up then meeting back at the park for songwriting, perhaps?" She suggested, sipping the last of her drink. Licking her lips slightly, she waited for his response. Perhaps he had other plans. She was fine with that too. Macy smoothed out her top again.

[wittington xx]

"Wanna make a trade?
Cougar for a snake;
Wanna fall in love?



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She eyes my like a Pisces when I am weak
I've been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks
I've been drawn into your magnet tar-pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black

Adam ♫ Scott ♫ Fontaine
♂ / 18 / ♥ / 3rd July, 1993 / clothes: x x x

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"That's alright, my mom's cat was real nasty. I'm used to it," he said attempting to make her relax a little. Grabbing her hand just as tight, careful not to hurt her, he moved her other hand to his shoulder as he lowered her to the ground. There wasn't a doubt in his mind that she'd be wobbly in the knees and would have to lean against something, but for the moment that had to be the tree. Reaching up toward the cat, who he now knew as Mooshi, the one-eared tom made a warning growl deep in his throat. "This isn't going to be pleasant," he muttered to himself before reaching both hands out for the girl's black-furred companion.