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 Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2010 4:47 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2010 8:56 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 7:40 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 11:04 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 3:57 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 7:43 pm
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"Maybe it's time I head back." The man muttered to himself. He'd pulled off the road after a long drive, taking a break at an empty scenic overlook. The view gave him reason to pause, offering a look from the side of a mountain to the valley below. In the dimming light he could see lights coming on in the town below, and the streets were soon illuminated by lines of traffic. The town was small, the kind of place he'd grown up. It made him feel homesick, but not for this sort of place. He wanted to go back to the city, back to the friends he'd run from. It had been so long, he's forgotten why he'd even left.
The wind picked up and chilled him even through his jacket. This wasn't his home any longer. Not here, not where he grew up, not even the open road as he once thought. He readjusted his jacket and turned back to his motorcycle, the engine ticking as it cooled down. He got back on, turned the key, kicked the starter, and the Harley roared to life. The man pushed his glasses back up to the bridge of his nose and shifted the bike into gear.
He twisted the throttle, and the night filled with thunder as Ako headed for home.
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 10:17 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 10:49 am
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 10:12 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 8:02 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 8:20 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 10:44 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 8:53 am
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 6:40 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 21, 2010 12:39 pm
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Exhaling, the warm air made a light cloud before disappearing into the cold sky. A thin left arm held a small child behind his back, the right arm quickly making swift movements in the cold air. The right eye looked at a group of wolves, who slowly began to circle around them, "Tch..!" The teen snapped it was too cold to be out and about in the woods, his mind was hazey on why they even went there.. But he knew it would have been his idea, it wasn't a smart move going out with the small boy in tow.. Especially when he has no sight in his left eye. Pulling the child into his sight his thoughts raced as he saw a climbable tree. But his gut told him to keep the child with him, pulling a knife from his belt he kept the small child in his left arm close to his chest. Hesitantly he scooted backwards, eventually ordering the child calmly to hide within his large trenchcoat; blocking the smaller child from the wolves vision.
"..." I'm sorry Apollo. The twenty year old with blood red hair kept his visible eye on the small pack of wolves as he slowly moved backwards, guarding the sibling with his life if necessary. With a gesture and a eyebrow twitch a wooden stump tore from the ground, slamming into three of the four wolves. But a sudden attack and a late reaction caused the fourth wolf to catch his blind spot. With sharp teeth the wolf gripped the left arm, causing the visible eye to widen drastically. Teeth gritting at the pain the teen found himself slashing the nose of the wolf with the knife in his right hand as the sharp teeth pierced through the jacket and then slowly his skin.
With enough slashes the whimpering wolf cowered back, bleeding slightly but the wounds not enough to kill the young wolf. "Tch..let's go." He didn't dare look at the puncture wounds, but the younger boy was already aware he had sustained slight injuries.
"....I'll just stop the bleeding...Orion." A small voice squeeked out from under the trench coat, but didn't dare come out, the cold making him chatter lightly. Keeping close to his elder he stayed hidden and unnoticed by people who's footsteps seemed to be heard through the coat, the long coat reaching the ground hiding the boys feet.
"We're here." The blood red haired boy opened the trench coat and allowed the smaller one to see their destination, grabbing the small hand the older boy led him out of the safe zone. The two had been wandering for a distance, and needed a break from the cold weather. The door seemed to slam open with force, the warm air rushing to his pale face and slightly pink nose. Looking at the unfamiliar faces he led his sibling through the small warm room, finding their way to an isolated little area. "You want anything..? Or need to use the restroom?" The older boy spoke softly, quietly, as if not wanting others to hear their conversation.
"...Yes, I'll be back in a minute." The small eyes studied the others face for a moment, but seeing no reaction to make the small boy worry he hesitantly left the table. It was clear he was moving quickly to get back to the older boy in swift time. As if he was rushing just to get back to the others side, but not for his benefit. And once he had left the room, it was clear why.
The blood red hair of the twenty year old, seemed to lower. His fingers seemed to start tapping one another, and he began to shift in his seat quite often. Something about his brother being distant seemed to unsettle the older teen more than it bothered the young child. It was clear he was antsy and uncomfortable. He'll be back, he wont leave you. Taking off the trenchcoat and placing it on the chair next to him it was clear he was wearing more clothes than this weather necessarily needed, all the way to gloves covering his entire hands. His whole body except his face seemed covered, his hair shadowing most of the unsettled face.
{{O.ut O.f C.ookies; I don't exactly know where ya'll are after reading several pages, like, if the bar you guys are at is anywhere specific... So I don't even know where my characters are really. ^^; }}
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