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[youre_the_onlyreason]

~Caroline~

Caroline nodded, still blushing a bit from the mishap. She wondered why Hawke was in the woods, if he lived in a house not far from here? Shouldn't he just be in his house this early in the morning. I mean, Caroline would... That is, if she had a house. "And where exactly is, 'not too far from here.' " She questioned him, meaningfully. Caroline really would like to know, so maybe she could visit him, or hide there ever. She might even be able to stay there until she could pick herself up again. But she wasn't going to invite herself over like that. That was just too rude.

[Avaloni]

HAWKE

Hawke wondered if he'd told her too much. Why did she need to know where he lived? But then again... He looked back down at her, she was harmless, and also homeless. "Well, it's far enough that you need to take a bus to get there. I came out here because I'm looking... for somewhere better. I saw an add for the house I'm in so I think it's about time to... relocate." "It's not in the best part of town. It's by the warehouse district. Closer to the Goldhawk base than to here, actually.."

[youre_the_onlyreason]

~Caroline~

Caroline slowly nodded her head. She wondered why this boy she ha just met would tell her where he lives. Maybe he was a lot more friendly than he seemed. "I know this sounds really rude, but I need a place to crash, and I don't really have a home. So, I was wondering if maybe... Maybe I could stay at your house for awhile?" Caroline spoke fast, and made a lot of hand gestures, and looked around a lot when she was talking. Caroline really hated to ask people for stuff, especially having to ask to stay at their house. Wouldn't it be just the same to ask for their puppy?

[Akayuri]

Subject name: Sparrow

Subject age: 17

About: Sparrow, they said it had been a very small, very common brown bird, or at least it used to be. That is how she often felt, small and insignificant among everything else around her. It's how she wanted to be, so insignificant that they would ignore her while she was in her cell. She could hear their footsteps' hollow echoing from down the hall, dreading each sound as it grew louder reaching her ears. She would always hide in the corner beneath her bed and pray they would just be passing by to get someone else despite how she knew that hiding was futile and would only delay the testing all over again. Each time they took her, each corridor she had to be dragged through, she remembered like an sickly white brand in the back oh her mind.

Memory and tactics had always been her strong point, ever since childhood when she would go through three maze-problems in under a minute, then five, then ten as she grew older and the puzzles she had to solve more difficult. Everything else they taught in the Facilities, reading, writing, it was all subordinate to Geography and Geometry, anything with shapes. All the books she kept, though few, were of maps and atlases of places in the outside world before there was the war that had set everything to place where it was now. War was a concept she had difficulty grasping, but a battle of chess or checkers was one of the few things she could indulge herself in.

When it was time to escape, she remembered exactly which hallways to follow, which stairways and buildings would eventually lead to the outside, to freedom. Her liberation was almost compromised by a guard, but she snapped his neck before he had the chance to call for backup. The fact that she killed someone with her bare hands forever haunts her.

Current Situation: Hiding out in an alleyway inside a cardboard lean-to she's filled with charcoal drawings of the city so she can plan her escape. She remembers the maps and believes there's a better place outside of Estrella City, somewhere...

(( Someone recommended me to this RP a few months back and I haven't had time to make a decent form or character. I have every intention of drawing Sparrow, but a general description of her would be 5'5", mid-length blue-tinted hair and wings, referencing to this, mid-toned skin, hazel eyes, ethnicity: ??? ))

[Avaloni]

Subject name: Sparrow

Subject age: 17

About: Sparrow, they said it had been a very small, very common brown bird, or at least it used to be. That is how she often felt, small and insignificant among everything else around her. It's how she wanted to be, so insignificant that they would ignore her while she was in her cell. She could hear their footsteps' hollow echoing from down the hall, dreading each sound as it grew louder reaching her ears. She would always hide in the corner beneath her bed and pray they would just be passing by to get someone else despite how she knew that hiding was futile and would only delay the testing all over again. Each time they took her, each corridor she had to be dragged through, she remembered like an sickly white brand in the back oh her mind.

Memory and tactics had always been her strong point, ever since childhood when she would go through three maze-problems in under a minute, then five, then ten as she grew older and the puzzles she had to solve more difficult. Everything else they taught in the Facilities, reading, writing, it was all subordinate to Geography and Geometry, anything with shapes. All the books she kept, though few, were of maps and atlases of places in the outside world before there was the war that had set everything to place where it was now. War was a concept she had difficulty grasping, but a battle of chess or checkers was one of the few things she could indulge herself in.

When it was time to escape, she remembered exactly which hallways to follow, which stairways and buildings would eventually lead to the outside, to freedom. Her liberation was almost compromised by a guard, but she snapped his neck before he had the chance to call for backup. The fact that she killed someone with her bare hands forever haunts her.

Current Situation: Hiding out in an alleyway inside a cardboard lean-to she's filled with charcoal drawings of the city so she can plan her escape. She remembers the maps and believes there's a better place outside of Estrella City, somewhere...

(( Someone recommended me to this RP a few months back and I haven't had time to make a decent form or character. I have every intention of drawing Sparrow, but a general description of her would be 5'5", mid-length blue-tinted hair and wings, referencing to this, mid-toned skin, hazel eyes, ethnicity: ??? ))

Accepted!!

[Avaloni]

HAWKE

Hawke paused. Stay at.. his house? He wouldn't really object to it other than in the fact that he was there looking for a new place to stay. "Erm-" he started, "I don't know.. I would, I mean, of course I would, but I'm sorta looking for a new place to stay, too... I do have a place in mind though, it's closer.." Hawke was talking half to Caroline and half to himself, trying to make up his mind. It wasn't too safe to stay where he was now, but then again could he justify turning her down by saying it was safer on her own by the street somewhere? "Tell you what, I'm moving out of my place in the next couple of days. However, I'll still be there for tonight and probably the night after. You can stay with me then, but it's not safe any longer than that. I'll be moving soon, and you can come with me once I do, if you'd want to." He knew he was being idiotic by offering the girl a place to stay. One teenager on his own might not draw too much attention to himself, but two.. that doubled their risk of getting caught. However, he could not deny her. After all, wasn't he thinking only earlier today how selfish normal humans were? Even though he looked like one, he refused to act like one. "It'll be nice to have company, for a change." he added.

[Akayuri]

(( Awesome!))

Sparrow

She stood in front of her masterpiece, making minor adjustments here and there, smudging the tips of her fingers with charcoal residue. All drawn on the side of a refrigerator box wall ( it had been a miracle to find a solid piece of cardboard still in one piece) with leftover burnt bits of wood from the meager fires she lit at night to stay warm, Sparrow had mapped out the majority of Estrella City and its sewers.

Gathering the information to knew where those rusty pipes laid under the pavement had been a very, very, stinky and unpleasant task she had set for herself, but it was well worth it. It gave her the know-how of where people dumped their unwanted stuff or hung out to smoke. She watched it all from behind the sewer grate, unseen, then turned back to draw it on her map.

The time to act would be soon, there were only a handful of runoff waterways left to explore, one of them was bound to lead to some unguarded endpoint she could escape from. Before she could decide on a region to expand her work upon, a drowned groan escaped her stomach and the ghostly of returned to haunt her stomach. Tucking her hair into the back of her hood, Sparrow crept down a shadowy alleyway to go survey the local dumpsters. She reminded herself of a rat, hiding in dark places and scavenging, but at least she survived.

[Avaloni]

Somebody post!
(Akayuri - sorry for not responding but my characters are either taken in conversation or too far away, but I could arrange for Anastasia to meet up with you? Would you want that? I could also have one of the Glass twins find you, although they're kind of evil....)

[Akayuri]

(( Sparrow's somewhat paranoid about going back to the facility, maybe Starling drags her back and then she meets Draven?))

[youre_the_onlyreason]

{{I will post soon. I am moving next weekend, so I am really busy. Sorry!}}