run away, little cat . . ↷ closed.

[thaliana,]

dakota snatched her brown backpack from where it sat at the bottom of her bed, slinging it over her
shoulder as she exited her bedroom and softly closed the door behind her. her blonde-brown hair was
tied into a ponytail which bobbed as she crept downstairs, her footsteps as light as those of a cat's.
the only light on in the house was the cold glow of the study lamp from her dad's office, where most of
his days were spent. kodi suspected that he would appreciate her finally leaving for a life of her own;
they did not exactly have the most traditional father-daughter relationship. still, if merely for closure,
dakota scribbled a messy 'goodbye' on a sticky note and left it on the coffee table. she grabbed the
money from the emergency drawer in the hallway, dumped her keys in the bowl (doubting she would
need them any time soon) and left her house. indefinitely.

a small grin tweaked her lips as she jogged down the steps from her house, butterflies jittering in her
chest. this was going to be a whole new adventure. hey were going to leave. all eight of them. in
isaac's truck. kodi was not a huge fan of the cougar-shifter, but she did appreciate the fact that he
owned a getaway vehicle. pelican was a small town and it was a mere three minute jog from her house
to his. dakota skirted the front of the house, keeping to the shadows. it did not seem anybody was
awake but she did not want to take her chances. if somebody, anybody, noticed it put their whole
plan in jeopardy. her and her supernatural friends just wanted a bit of freedom, if just for a moment.

dakota glanced at her watch as she approached the barn. 12:04am. she was only late by a minute or
four. she looked over the wooden structure, a light shudder running down her spine. it looked rather
foreboding in the dead of night. she could hear mumbles coming from inside, but could scent only
gracie and isaac. so she wasn't the last one to arrive. ducking into the barn, kodi rounded the truck
and climbed into the backseat, the front two already occupied. "sorry i'm late," she muttered,
dumping her backpack at her feet. her legs were jumping with excitement as she settled in her seat.
"any word from the others?" she questioned curiously, glancing eagerly between the two.

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ｄａｋｏｔａ

name dakota cricklewood.
age nineteen.
where home/ isaac's barn.
friends aaraon & randi.
enemies isaac & heidi.
crush no one.

tags everyone; isaac & gracie.
ooc a liger shifter would
be op ;p.

ｓｈｅ ｈａｓ ｔｈｅ
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ｏｆ ａ ｌｉｏｎ

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[coriander.]

ísααc
rαnsσm
ｐｕｍａ
ｃｏｎｃｏｌｏｒ

[[ tagged: gracie and dakota
location: the barn
feeling: nervous
ooc: what is op? XD ]]

Two minutes had passed, and as the time drew closer to midnight, Zac began to wonder if his friends were ever going to come. His mind raced to the worst conclusions;;they were caught, they were dead, they'd all left without him in some other way. He shivered with nerves, only to hear a loud "boo!" just outside of the truck. He shrieked in shock, recoiling into his seat and looking for the culprit with fearful eyes... It was a small girl, none other than his friend Gracie. He immediately tried to play it off like he'd been joking, letting a small chuckle rumble in his throat and saying, "Wow, good one," in a faux-unenthusiastic tone. In reality, he was just trying to get his heart to calm down. He had been about ten seconds from going all super-cat on her and his body had been ready to change at any moment. He cleared his throat as she opened the side door and slid onto his passenger seat. He caught the smile on her face in the light from her phone screen as she declared, "they're late." He groaned under his breath, looking over at the screen.

"Well, technically, they still have one minute. So who knows. Maybe they're just going to be really punctual..." He drummed his hands on the dash, really hoping that that was going to be true.

Of course, it wasn't. Five more minutes passed before anyone else showed up. Zac was beginning to think they wouldn't be on the road until sunrise, at the rate his friends were coming. Dakota rounded the doors to the barn, and Zac sighed inwardly, seeing as she wasn't exactly his favorite person in the world. But, hey, stick with your own, right? She climbed into the back, apologizing for being late and dropping her backpack on the floor. Zac sat in the silence, worried now. He'd wanted to leave right away. He wasn't the kind of guy to worry about anything, ever, so the pit he felt in his stomach was killing him. He just wanted to be out on the road, driving ten over the speed limit with the open road ahead, the stars above and the past behind him. But of course his friends decided to be late and ruin his fun. So for the first time in his life, he was left to fret. "Any word from the others?" Dakota asked, and Zac just groaned.

"I have no idea, I destroyed my phone before I left because it was still on my old account and I didn't want my parents to track me. I'll have to get a new one when we get out of here, if we ever do! Where the hell are they, I swear I'm gonna kill them all myself..." His nerves caused him to ramble and he began to feel antsy. He wanted to just go run. He was far too stressed out to just be sitting still. He knew the others were excited and not quite as pessimistic as he was, but he couldn't help being a party pooper. None of them were stealing a car or dealing with half of the guilts he was suffering from. He didn't want to leave. He loved the town, he loved his family, especially his sister, and he had planned to live in Pelican for the rest of his life. But then he had to go and figure out he could turn into a cat, and all of that was ruined. He felt a frustrating building in his stomach and a lump in his throat.

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♣ pat ventura
♣ nineteen
♣ going
♣ feeling ??
♣ dressed warmly
♣ crushless
♣ post number: one
♣ tagged: all

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for what seemed like the first time in his life, patrick felt a sense of adventure overwhelm his body. for the past couple weeks, things had been hectic, to say the least. he and his friends' abilities were the last things they wanted everyone to be talking about. however, the news spread like wildfire, and before long, it was nearly impossible to remain in the town. pat was one of the more reluctant ones, especially since he had just gotten his acceptance letter to upenn. he wondered how his parents would feel. he had always been their shining star, even when they found out about his... talents. even his stepmom was close to him, since she and his dad had gotten married when pat was a toddler. he had been the ring bearer at their wedding, after all. the blond smiled fondly at the memory. his small family of three lived in an antebellum home, although it was small, and had been remodeled after parts of it burned down twenty years ago. there was a huge gaping window in pat's room, perfect for sneaking out in the middle of the night. unfortunately, before the current situation arose, he had never been one to steal away in the dark of the night to go out and do whatever normal teenagers did. patrick was usually working on his computer, or he was down the road at the auto mechanic's, where he had a job. they had made a plan to meet tonight, at midnight. however, pat's watch wasn't functioning correctly. it was slightly ironic- that such a clever, good with machines guy like pat would have a funky watch. however, he was always busy, he never really got around to fixing it. he had been tying his shoes when he looked up at the clock on his wall, and saw it was almost twelve... and it would take at least six minutes to get down to their predetermined meeting spot. he furrowed his brow angrily and muttered some not-very-pleasant language under his breath. he hoped that he wasn't going to be the only one who was late, after all, he hoped not to bring the group down. after all, a chain is only as strong as its weakest link. and patrick wasn't planning on being the weakest link. he got up, slinging his backpack over his shoulders. he hadn't written a note or left anything for his parents. he knew they trusted him, although he was sure they'd worry. he had abandoned all his precious electronics, which made him rather melancholy. although he was positive his parents wouldn't just discard them, he was concerned nonetheless. he pocketed his wallet, which was on the nightstand, and zipped up his coat halfway. pat walked to the window, and flung it open. he was on the second floor, but there were several chunks missing in the wall, which would make for good steps. carefully, pat left his home, and felt his feet planted firmly on the ground. deciding that his watch was already useless, he slid it off his wrist and hid it in the dirt around his stepmom's tomato plants. deciding to make haste, patrick sprinted five minutes down to the barn where they had decided to meet. approaching the three of his friends that had already arrived, the blond boy sighed in what may have been guilt, perhaps it was relief that he wasn't the last one. "hey."obviously, isaac was driving, since it was his vehicle. "i know i'm late, but relatively, i'm early." he commented, speaking to isaac. seeing the two girls already settled in their seats, pat waved. "hi, gracie, dakota." his green eyes flickered analytically across the truck. "i think i'll sit in the bed." he gestured towards the very back of the car. he was not in the mood to be crammed inside with a bunch of people. with one skilled leap, he jumped into the bed of the truck. it wasn't ideal, but actually quite comfortable in light of the situation. "who are we waiting on?" he asked.

[chai!]

{{ Hello all, I'm so sorry I'm not answering anything, I'm super grounded, and I'm not allowed to get on the computer. It sucks, I know. I will get up my replies of course, but I just don't know when. I'm truly, sincerely, very sorry! :s }}

[chai!]

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❝it had to be today. the day when zeca would run away, that he had to dinner alone with his mum because dad was late from work. he had to endure the whole of it, heart sinking so badly he couldn't tell between it and his stomach. mother said goodbye and went to sleep, after asking about what was he so sad about. "you know," he explained lamely, "dad being late and all." his mother laughed, amused. his insides turned. he never cared about it, but today the fact that his father was missing was tragic. she said she didn't believe him, so zeca went on and said that the waitress keri had behaved coldly indeed with him. it was not exactly a lie; he didn't say when, and her bitterness had caused him serious heartache before, but today he didn't give a rat's fart. luckily, his mother nodded and said she understood, and finally went to sleep at half past ten. gee, women are so romantic. had i told her i was down because i failed all school subjects she wouldn't have accepted it either.

a long hour passed. deadly long. it was half past eleven now. zeca's dad had not come yet. he could not possibly wait any longer. even if he appeared right now on the doorstep, what would i say? in tears, but decided, he went to grab his backpack, and before going, he left a neatly folded note on the kitchen table.

had not even looked at watch to see the time. barn's red door opened creakingly in spite of him trying to do it silently and slowly. zeca slipped inside. "how's it going guys? there are dangerously few of us, thank my stars i wasn't left behind!", he blurted out nervously in a hush, trying to manage a comforting smile. he was accustomed to being the joker, but today he felt really shallow. yet speaking a lot came quite naturally, really, as it does always. he looked from one to another. "zac." he said proudly when set eyes on him, and went over to pat his back. "my man! everything's gonna be all right." speaking kindly for the souls of both, of course, since his own stomach was a nasty knot, and empathically turned to zac and gave him a bro hug, zeca's way to say he was there for him always. patting him again, he let go. it was in his genes. poor guy with brazilian descendance could not help being that affectionate. just then took in patrick's presence. affectionate. only to a few. no way i'm going at the back with him. hmm. maybe should just go in co-driver's seat. not actually fancying to be next to the girls right now. zeca turned to his best buddy once more with a smile. a nervous one, of course. "listen, mate, i'll seat next to you along the way." said and done, he jumped in the vehicle, and stared fixedly at the door as if by doing so the missing heidi and randi would appear.❞

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[coriander.]

[[ oh my goodness, zeca is so cute xD ]]

[chai!]

{{ uwu, just letting my feelings for zac show through zeca, 'cause it just got to me how he's so afflicted by taking his dad's truck </3 felt really sorry ónò //already fangirling about rp }}

[coriander.]

[[ aww, that's so sweet! c: fangirl away, i do it all the time xD i'm fangirling slightly over zeca lol.
i'll have a post up sometime tomorrow, sorry for spamming a little. c; ]]

[thaliana,]

[[. the thing with this rp, that i've noticed, is that it can't really work unless everybody who has signed up is active ;/
so, i was wondering if people would be okay with this restarting as a private rp? so the group of friends would be smaller and it would work as everyone would be active...
if so, who would be interested in a spot in the private rp? i really want this plot to work :3

[shay ;]

i'll take the same spot i have now, if it's possible.