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[youre_the_onlyreason]

{{Still on my tablet, sorry!}}

Caroline blushed. Nobody had ever given her a compliment, and coming from a boy, it was really sweet. "T-Thanks..." She stuttered. She quickly grabbed the hoody flying at her, and looked at it again. She unfolded it slowly, and slipped it on over her outfit. It was best that she wore it, because she didn't need anyone seeing the slightest peak of her wings. If anyone did, she would get prosecuted for running away. Caroline suddenly remembered her machete that she left laying by the door. How she had carried it around everywhere without anyone noticing it was a mystery to her. The handle jutted out of the pocket of the sweatshirt, but people must have just thought it was an umbrella, or something of the such. She ran over to the front door, grabbed it, and stuck it in the back of her pants. Hiding it under the sweatshirt. Luckily, when she stole it, she had stolen the sheath too, so it wouldn't hurt her. Caroline then slowly walked back to where Hawke was, and said, "I'm ready to go, you?"

[Avaloni]

((On a tablet))

HAWKE

Hawke nodded, pretending to ignore the rosy color that had made it's way to Caroline's cheeks. "It's close enough to walk." He said, and then opened the back door, waiting for Caroline to exit before closing it behind them. The sky outside was a light, hazy blue-ish. It reminded him of the rich colors of sky he'd seen on murals in museums. The pollution had made the sky a typical brown color, but now it was more blue that normal. It must have been the rain that'd fallen last night that had made the skies look the way they did. The ground was still damp from it. Hawke walked along the white-grey sidewalk, noticing the little weeds poking up from in the cracks. He almost laughed. "You know, the HOA should really do something about that." He said. "Maybe I should write a complaint..." This was all too funny to him because he wasn't supposed to be living there, but he wasn't kidding about writing a letter. It'd really confuse some busybodies in a meeting somewhere.

[youre_the_onlyreason]

~Caroline~

Caroline followed beside him. As he spoke, her gaze followed his, and she saw the weeds growing in the sidewalk. "Ha. I doubt they would do anything about it, though." She laughed a bit, still walking. She looked forward again, and continued walking silently. She really didn't know what to say. She didn't realize it, but she was quietly singing to herself. "I've heard there was a secret chord, That David played, and it pleased the Lord, But you don't really care for music, do you? It goes like this, The fourth, the fifth. The minor fall, the major lift. The baffled king composing Hallelujah. Hallelujah, Hallelujah. Hallelujah, Hallelujah" [Hallelujah, Kate Voegele]

[Avaloni]

((I love that song.))

HAWKE

Hawke could hear Caroline singing softly. The song was a familiar one to him, he'd learned it when it came on the radio. He didn't normally like songs as slow, or in that genre, but that song in particular he favored."Your faith was strong, but you needed proof.. you saw her bathing on the roof, her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you. She tied you to her kitchen chair, she broke your throne she cut your hair... and from your lips she drew the hallelujah. Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah." Hawke joined in. He knew the words well, even though he hadn't heard it that much it was something that had embedded itself into his memory.

[youre_the_onlyreason]

{{On my tablet again.}}

Caroline's head turned back to Hawks as he joined in with her singing. She smiled at him, but continued the song a bit louder. "Baby I have been here before, I know this room, I've walked this floor. I used to live alone before I knew you. I've seen your flag on the marble arch. Love is not a victory march, It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah." she snickered a bit as they continued the duet.

{{I know, right!? I love it too!}}

[Avaloni]

HAWKE

Hawke smiled as a random jogger gave them a funny look. Apparently it is not socially acceptable to break into song on the sidewalk on the way to get breakfast. Hawke could see the restaurant approaching in the distance, but there was still enough time to add to the duet. "Well there was a time when you let me know what's really going on below. But now you never show me what you do. And remember when I moved in you, the holy dove was moving too, and every breath we drew was hallelujah. Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah." The jogger was gone now, and the parking lot ahead was mostly empty. No gold-colored cars or SUVS anywhere, luckily.

[youre_the_onlyreason]

Caroline laughed as the jogger with the funny look on his face passed. She saw the parking lot ahead, quite close, but knew they had enough time for another verse or two. "Maybe there’s a God above. But all I’ve ever learned from love, Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you. It’s not a cry you can hear at night. It’s not somebody who has seen the light, It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah." She could smell the food from where they were, and it smelled delicious. She couldn't wait to eat. She had never been to a restaurant, or gotten foods from one. She had to eat the glop at the concentration camp. It was glop that they called food, but all it did was give them all food poisoning.

[Avaloni]

[[On a tablet at 1:16 AM so... short/ugly post... srry]]

As the song ended, they had approached their destination. Hawke and Caroline had walked to the front door without any strange looks - spare the jogger, but that wasn't about Caroline's wings. Going out to breakfast was much easier than he had assumed, and there wasn't a goldhawk in sight. Hawke opened the glass door for Caroline, and then stepped through himself. The first thing he noticed was the fantastic aroma that hung heavily over the entire restaurant. This was nothing like the tantalizing whiffs which had wafted to their noses outside; this was like a meal for the nose. They were greeted by an over-caffeinated server standing in front, behind a counter which held a stack of menus and a small bundle of pens and a mini dish of complementary mints. "Hi, welcome! I'm Ashley, how are you two? Can I getchya a table or booth?" Before Hawke had a chance to respond, a manager in a green dress shirt came up behind the bubbly brunette waitress. "Booth." Ashley nodded. "Booth then! Follow me." Ashley quickly turned, two menus in hand, and lead them to a booth with emerald fabric. The table had a glossy, cherry stain, and a pie/dessert/drink menu sitting on top. The menu was accompanied by a saltshaker and packets of sugar. "Thanks." Hawke said in a low but instinctively firm voice. It came off slighty irritated, even though he didn't mean it to. The bubbly brunette waitress however, remained unfazed. "Jules will be your server, he'll be here soon, okay?" And with that Ashley was gone.

[youre_the_onlyreason]

~Caroline~

Caroline thankfully walked in the door, and laughed a bit at the over excited hostess. When she led them over to the booth, Caroline sat in the seat opposite to Hawke. She looked at the menu, marveling at it. She had never seen a menu before, so they looked very interesting to her. "How did they get the paper so big..? And how is it covered in plastic..? And how did they get the pictures on it, and this format?" She was mainly talking to herself, but she looked up at Hawke with large, sparkling eyes. Maybe he would have the answers for her, she figured.

{{It's fine! I have no idea if I will be able to post. As you may know, we are leaving for a trip, and I have no idea how often I can get on there, if at all. So, sorry if I don't reply much!}}

[Akayuri]

(( Alright, I'm back from Scandinavia and ready to party!))