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Discussion in 'Open Roleplays' started by Equinox, Aug 27, 2018.

  1. Equinox

    Equinox Well-Known Member Member

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    The night had fallen and while most upon the bus had fallen asleep, Audrey had leaned there quietly looking out the window. She'd lost count of the mile markers a few hours back and now with the sun having crept behind the backdrop of mountains, her mind began to wander of her past.

    Life had been good for a while, jobs were plentiful and she was rising in the career of her choice, photography. No one had seen the warning signs that were showing, least of all her. It was a tale of her endurance, or lack there of it seemed. The voices that had crept to her mind, the phantom emails and texts that often sent her in a fit of paranoia that no one else could see but her. It was no wonder she thought that people had pushed her away, her luck having gone drastically down hill. After all who would want to hire a photographer who had been hyped out on anti depressants and anxiety pills most of the time. No Audrey hadn't a hope in the world when she left NYC for the reclussive life she was heading towards. Going from a bustling city whose life never seemed empty to now a quiet little town where the population seemed to be less than her old highschool class.

    The breath that escaped with such a thought had fogged up the window considerably, fingertips easing up to wipe streaks through it in her boredom. She could have sat there talking to herself, but would that make her demons awake once more ? No she couldn't risk it and so she shoved the thoughts of self coping away and leaned her head back against the seat shutting her eyes in order to rest a bit.

    They'd only been closed what seemed like a few moments, but when the lights suddenly came on she found herself wide awake and unfocused. Glancing down to her watch the time read just past 3 am. A hand coming up to rub the sleep from her eyes haphazardly at best. "I couldn't have slept that long. " She whispered to herself before looking up to see the signs indicating her destination had been reached. Frowning she seemed a bit confused, but alas she'd push it off to being over tired and perhaps the results of her medication.

    Rising she pulled her purse over her shoulder and waited to exit the bus. The others seemed to all grasp at the opportunity at the same time and thus a traffic jam seemed to hold things up. When the last had passed her by she'd step out into place, following the slow procession down the isle and off the bus entirely. Most had already acquired their luggage and were off towards the truck stop for a quick bite to eat. Audrey seemed to fall still in a small state of confusion. The town was dead it seemed, the lone lights of the truckstop blinking only half lit in the distance had been the only signs of life. Well that and the barrage of people who were now heading towards it renewed anticipation of souvenirs and a bite to eat.

    "Here you go Miss, name please." The mans voice came to her ears, startling Audrey a bit as a blank expression had met his gaze. "Oh. yeah, Audrey Buchane. " she said quietly as her gaze followed his movements to the under carriage. He fumbled with one and then another and finally pulled hers ,checking the tag against the name she had given. " Here we go, you sure travel light Miss. " All she could do was offer a smile, not wishing to give an explanation of why her things were so light. " Thank you. " She responded and then like the rest she was heading off towards the diner for nothing more than a map of the town she would call home.
     
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  2. Equinox

    Equinox Well-Known Member Member

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    The truck stop was a storm of activity and conversation, mostly those who made their livings out on the road, far from family and friends. They weren't the sort that she would normally consort with, but she was certain that among them there had to be a degree of respect. Not many could handle such a job, spending over 100 hours a week if not more on the road. Trading one stop for another and never being able to have a conversation with the same person twice in the same week. She couldn't do it, she thrived on familiarity, something that most could do without. For Audrey, routines had been very important, a schedule for work, for play, for relaxation. She had everything down to a t quite literally, that was all gone now, and she had to start anew. Something she was not convinced she could handle.

    Green eyes swept along the dining area studiously before it averted to the store section. There amidst the isles she'd find anything a person could want. Toiletries, magazines, medicines, candies. There was no incredible amount mind you, but enough for those passing through to tend to various needs a person might have. SLowly she moved, faded work boots caressing the floor with every step she took. They seemed awkward to her, but no more than the fact she was dressed in jeans and a simple hoodie with a cami beneath. It was the only thing she held of her old life, well that and her camera which lay safely packed between layers of attire she had purchased before her move. How a girl could go from luxury to simple life was beyond her and she could only hope she would adjust to it sooner than later.

    The counter had been the direction she was heading, her left hand reaching out to snag a local map along the way. Placing it down she set her purse upon the counter and began to dig through it for her wallet. " Hi there, will this be all?' The voice came, female it seemed and after her wallet was in hand she looked up and gave a half smile. Audrey had always been a popular girl, all through highschool and her career, she even had even won homecoming queen once upon a time. To see her now no one would believe it. Her complexion was perfect for the most part, features well defined and dainty, her body proportionate to her size which was just under 5'4. Her hair had been a rich mass of chocolate curls, pulled primarily up into a messy bun held with the all tangible hair band bought from a local store back home. Eyes were vibrant in color, green like seafoam, lashes dark which at the moment cast a shadow beneath her eyes. She looked tired, pale and to some perhaps a bit malnourished, though normally she had always been on the thin side of nature.

    "Yes please, uhhh..could you possibly call me a taxi perhaps to get to the hotel. " She inquired. The clerk had been kind no matter what her oppinions of Audrey might have been. " Sure, they usually take about 15-20 minutes to arrive though, you can stay in here till they do if ya want, but you'll have to watch at the window. They won't wait very long. " Audrey had handed over the five dollar bill and was waiting her change as the woman had spoken. "Looking to stay awhile?" The voice came again and Audrey offered another smile with a slight nod. " yeah, for a bit. " she replied before accepting her change and tucking it to her pocket of her jeans before giving a word of thanks and heading off towards the window by the door, luggage handle in hand as she dragged it along.

    She was not a very open sort of person and Audrey felt that the woman was being friendly, perhaps it went along with her job, but there was still this distrust and she hoped the taxi would arrive soon.
     
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  3. Manaan

    Manaan The man of your nightmares. Member

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    To think that just a week ago he was running for his life, or at least that is what his pursuers thought, Frank had managed to change his fortunes. Of course Frank was not suddenly rich, but strolling into a small, podunk town in the wee hours of the morning was a far better time than running. He hated to run, hated the fact that to keep up appearances he had to run, but these were not ideal circumstances either. Being abandoned on a foreign planet with people who looked like him on the outside was not Frank's idea of a good time. Still he had assimilated into human culture fairly well from a survival standpoint over the last five years.

    To be honest, which Frank rarely was with his past, being on Earth was all his own fault. He had boarded the cruiser without permission, and when the Captain caught him Frank was lucky to have been given permission to live. Of course he wasn't allowed to return to Phoron, but rather exhiled to Earth with all the right documents needed to make it. The beings on Phoron had studied human cultures effectively enough to give Frank a social security card, put it in the system, birth records, and any other document he required. Money was not provided, and that was where Frank struggled most.

    While his governments had studied Earth humans Frank had not at all. He was given minimal explanation of what Earth was like before Klorgon Philloneus was no more, Frank Endar was his new identity, and Frank hated the smell the second he arrived in New York City. The air was foul and putrid, but supplies were bountiful so Frank sacrificed his senses for fuel. Age was merely a number to him, Phoronians lived for thousands of years, no particular number could be placed, and death did not come easily. The guns he ran from would have been like throwing small pebbles at a brick wall, just an annoyance to Frank, but he played the game for now. The cops had been after him for stealing some food, clothes, and a few backpacks. His face though had not been seen, and even so he had one other ability, to shift his facial features. It wasn't much, not a complete morph, but it was enough to fool the human eyes.

    Gravel now shifted beneath his boot, an old pair of desert combat boots a soldier had worn. They fit his size nine feet and his five foot nine inch frame looked ragged in some ways. An old gray Yankees hoodie and dirty light blue jeans adorned his body. He had ditched the stolen clothes, a trade with a homeless person, in exchange for these and the duffle bag of clothes and canned chili, peaches, and peas he carried on his back.

    The man had wrinkles under his eyes, though soon they were smooth, a fifty year old face suddenly down to his late twenties, and Frank arrived at his new hometown. A truck stop diner was not too far, and as he approached a pair of sparkling green eyes caught his attention. Around them were the features of a beautiful woman who clearly had seen her fair share of demons though her elegance was still clearly there. He didn't dare approach her, not now, not yet. He knew nothing of the woman, this was not the time, nor the place, for random meetings.
     
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  4. Equinox

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    Audrey had learned a world of patience in her past and though she stood there silently gazing out a window to complete darkness, her foot tapped out a rhythm only she could hear. The chatter of those within the facility had fallen to the backdrop of her mind while the wait for the taxi had seemed to almost double in the interest of time. Giving a glance down to the watch she noticed it was past the time of warning the clerk had given her, causing her to glance back at the clerk who seemed rather intently studying Audrey from a distance. There was something that just seemed off about all of this, but given her past issues that lay not so distantly in the past, she would chalk it up to her paranoia once again.

    Her attention had averted towards the darkness once more, though there were no rain, the gravel outside seemed rather dampened, perhaps from the dew of the night. Lights flickered on the awning overhead of the gas pumps and the few trucks that had been parked for the night had been all but dead in appearance. Many things could have drawn her attention as she gazed into the endless abyss of a dead town, but Audrey had seen that solitary sign of life in an expanse of nothingness and her attention had suddenly focused upon him.

    The man crossed the distance towards the diner, his clothing had been casual in nature, much like her own. He was taller than she, his features rugged and defined. Most woman would have thought of how handsome he had seemed, perhaps even figured a way to approach him and ask for his number. Women today seemed forward, bolder than they had once been but Audrey, well Audrey was an old soul and she was a bit shy, especially with all that she had endured. Her thoughts ? Were they different than the average female ? Ohh how they were, for her, the man seemed to her a perfect specimen for the camera and already she found herself displaying him out in different poses and attire in her mind. It seemed though her career had changed, her thought process had not.

    It was a mental rebuke she gave herself, a reminder that she was no longer who she had once been. Eyes still locked on the figure approaching, studying his gait as the lights of a vehicle had moved in behind him. Had it not been for the dim lights of the awning she would have assumed it another drifting soul in the night, but the sign above the car spoke of a chariot such as it was awaiting her. A fleeting glance back to the clerk had been given, a half smile offered in silence good byes and soon enough Audrey had faded from view, exiting the building as the man had been entering. A solitary glance given in passing, her gaze meeting his while a brush of shoulders had been given. " pardon me. " She spoke, words that could linger in the air as a whisper before they faded into nothing at all. She had moved past him in that moment, the stench of his clothing alerting her that perhaps his life had been far worse than hers. A soul that might understand her, though she'd not engage him at present. She was after all tired and desired a bed and proper sleep.

    The door to the taxi had been opened before Audrey had shoved her bag in first then slid in only to shut the door. Her eyes once again returning to the man who had been at the door, no smile given, but a world of words spoken in silence before her gaze had shifted to the rearview mirror, meeting the gaze of the driver. " To the hotel please. " she spoke, the driver giving a nod and soon the taxi rolled out of that parking lot, the hum of sleeping trucks left in her wake.
     
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  5. Manaan

    Manaan The man of your nightmares. Member

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    His approach never wavered, nor did his gaze. To the casual onlooker nothing about him would be offputting, except perhaps his rugged attire and stench, but to the observant individual something would have been a bit disturbing, he rarely blinked his eyes. In fact from the moment his eyes met the woman's sparkling green ones he never blinked once until she had passed him. There had been a dampness in the air, Frank's feet and legs were a bit weary from the lengthy walk, and so heading inside was his course of action. Not to talk to the woman, but to warm the chill and rest his aching limbs, of course should conversation arise he would not deter from it.

    Disappointment struck quickly though as the woman's head shifted with the arrival of headlights behind him. A ride, to where he did not know, a relative's house, her own house, or maybe the hotel? It was a mystery, one he would solve in the coming days with his persistence. As the woman walked out of the door he was coming in, Frank found it odd that she did not wait for him and instead decided to try and push past him. Their shoulders brushed, the momentum was slight but enough to stagger him a bit with the heavy duffle bag slung on his opposite shoulder.

    The apology that followed was soft, but it meant nothing to Frank, he wanted to yell at her, fucking dumb bitch, he thought to himself. In that moment he was furious but the image of her glowing green eyes popped into his mind and seemingly he calmed down. New challenges were about to present themselves anyways. The bell to the diner door rang when it came to a close, and almost immediately a female voice rang out. "Get out of here you raggedy ass stinky mother fucker, we don't serve your kind and you is bad for business," there was clear anger and resentment. He had been judged based on his presence alone before a single word could be spoken.

    Like most truck stops this one had a shower, and Frank had money to pay for it. It was all he had wanted to go with some food and a reprieve from the outdoors, but the chance never came at least not willingly. Frank delayed a bit, he wanted the taxi to take off, "please, I just nee..." but his words were cut off by the stern female, "I said get out NOW! We don't need your kind here," her words were followed by two large burly truck drivers getting off of their barstools. They were not intoxicated, a problem he would deal with, since that would have made the ensuing brawl much easier.

    Frank's muscles were more dense than a normal human, he was a bit stronger than his size suggested, though nothing compared to superheroes of the comics. He dropped the duffle bag on the ground and calmly approached the men, his knuckles cracked loudly before he kicked one of the men in the knee. A loud snap could be heard above the piercing wail, his knee was bent ninety degrees sideways and the man was on the floor in agony. This is where perhaps the lack of alcohol helped Frank as the second truck driver had enough common sense to know not to mess with a man who could do that. "Whoa man, no trouble here," he put his hands up and backed away from Frank who looked at the woman. "I just want to pay for a shower and some food, please," he remained calm with his voice and all the woman could do was nod in approval.
     
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  6. Equinox

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    Aurdrey had been in the back of the taxi, her gaze again shifting to the man who entered the truck stop as the driver pulled out. She hadn't meant to bump into him and she could only imagine what his thoughts of her in that moment might have been. Thankfully she wasn't fully aware and she was grateful that he hadn't said anything derogatory in nature, much as her those patrons of her old city might have. It wouldn't have shocked her of course, but it would have made her first impression of this sleepy little town a bit worse.

    When the truck stop faded to darkness, just a good few blocks up ahead there had been the town proper. It wasn't much to look at really, a single stop light lay at the center point of four corners. To each a road had taken a different route leading to a street lined with buildings upon either side. Hole in the wall diners, local hardware stores, a town library, city hall, of course two dollar stores, two grocery stores . All in all driving into this town seemed like a bad rerun of Mayberry, something she couldn't help but chuckle over. " How on earth are you gonna adjust Audrey. " She spoke to herself, something that had gained the drivers attention.

    Looking up she noticed his darkened gaze in the rear view mirror, giving him a soft smile of course would not ease the discerning expression that she saw in return. There was an audible sigh that escaped as her gaze turned back towards the window once more. The traffic light having been passed had been noticed and she began to memorized the names of the stores as he began to slow down. It was a right hand turn he made, just two blocks after the light, several houses lined the road before the hotel had come into focus. It was small, the vacancy sign missing it's cy at the end as they lay dormant and cold in comparison to the color that flashed beside them.

    The hotel had the main office to the right as he pulled in, several more parking places lined the left just in front of the expanse of rooms that lined the walk. There only seemed to be about two dozen or more and each door held a number just beside the large window to the right. When the car stopped she glanced to the meter and would pay what she owed. One hand upon the door handle as she shoved it open, the other on the handle of her luggage. Who would be more relieved upon their departure? The driver of the taxi who seemed concerned at Audrey's strange behavior or Audrey who could feel his judgemental thoughts even through his silent gestures. No one would really know as in the end, she shut the door and he drove off without a single word to her at all. SUch was life she thought, it was apparent then that life here would be no easier than in the city.

    The office smelled of bleach and windex, the counter seeming far dirtier than what should be allowed. With her steps so silent the clerk didn't hear her approaching, her settled beside her. From the back she could hear the tv going, from what she could recall an episode of CSI Miami was in session. A single tap of a finger tapped to the bell sending it's sound to echo through the vacinity to which there replied almost instantly " Be right there. "

    The man couldn't have been any older than his mid 20's, most likely the son of the owner or a college kid who figured this would be the ideal job. He was taller than she by near a foot, lanky and slim. His hair pulled back upon the top into a bun that was a considerable fail in her opinion, the sides shaved near to the skin. Eyes were as dark as charcoal and his features although not unpleasant seemed not to capture her attention. " Can I help you ? " he spoke hopeful, both arms down along the counter as he leaned slightly over to gaze at the small woman fully. " Need a room?" He inquired .

    There was a slight arch in brow as Audrey had regarded him upon his words and actions. " Oh isn't he a smart one " she thought. "Cool it Audrey, you can't afford to be anything but friendly." She thought to herself. A smile had been planted then as she gave a slight nod. " Yes please, do you have weekly rates? " Yes she was gonna be here a while. He exchanged the information with her and after a bit of haggling on price he gave her a discount and a room with a queen size bed. At least she would rest in comfort she thought. She handed him her card and with a swipe and a signature the room had been obtained. Key in hand she exited as he stood there gawking at her from behind, something she could feel .

    The room was four doors down and upon entering it she was hit by that stale air. Dust and mildew seemed to be lingering in the area, but visibly the room looked clean and the bed was well kept. Quietly she'd enter, shutting the door in her wake and locking it. The curtains at the window would be drawn and she'd make her way to the bed only to fall upon it and quite literally pass out. She was exhausted and needed the rest far more than she needed anything else. Come morning, it would no doubt be another story entirely.
     
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  7. Manaan

    Manaan The man of your nightmares. Member

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    The hot shower had been exactly what Frank had needed, the surprise quick laundry service available had been a welcome addition to his early morning. No longer throwing out an aroma that made a skunk seem pleasant he headed back to the diner area of the truck stop and took a seat in one of the booths. It was nearing the four o'clock hour and no doubt a cop or state trooper was bound to make an appearance soon for their morning coffee and a doughnut before shift change.

    A blonde waitress approached him with a pad and a pen. Her pink apron and matching dress suited her features well. Despite being slightly older she still held some of her youthful beauty. The woman did look nervous and clearly had lost a drawing of who would wait on him. Before she could even speak Frank's voice rolled out with a smooth calmness to it, as if the prior incident had never happened. "Don't be so nervous, I ain't gonna bite you. I will have the Denver Omelette, hashbrowns, and white toast and a cup of coffee please." The woman scrawled the words onto the pad, nodded, and abruptly turned around to give his order to the kitchen.

    So much for hospitality in this town. He thought to himself as the rude behaviors continued. He had done nothing wrong, in his eyes, and yet he was being treated like a terrorist. Still his food came decently prepared for a diner, his coffee was hot, and at least no one bothered him further. The flavor of his food was surprisingly good for such mediocre presentation and it did not last long upon his plate. Less than five total minutes passed from the time he took his first bite until it was gone. The last drops of his swill went down his throat before Frank rose to his feet once more.

    A few creaks and pops could be heard, no police had arrived and Frank assumed they were either late or somewhere else. Either way he was happy about that fact, and relatively shocked the owner had not called the cops in the first place when he broke the man's leg at the knee. Word would eventually travel about that feat, but he did not care at all. There was money owed, he approached the counter with a new pep in his step, a smile on his face, and two Benjamin's in his left hand. He placed them on the counter and looked at the owner who had told him to leave earlier. "Here is money for services and all the trouble madam. I will be on my way."

    With that he slung his duffle bag over his right shoulder and made a hasty exit. When the door shut he heard the woman's voice, "and don't you ever come back you dumb son of a bitch!" Frank ignored it. He easily could have gone back in, murdered everyone, and left but he wanted to stay low for now. His profile had already reached a high point in The Big Apple, now it was time to blend in a bit, despite his violent showing of course.

    So began the walk into the main part of town, most of his money was spent, no hotel room for him, but he would head there anyways. It was the easiest place to scout for the green eyed woman he was curious about.
     
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  8. Equinox

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    Time seemed to have slipped quickly by, slumber having been met, but not at all restful by any means. There in the depth of Audrey's mind lay one nightmare after another as the scenes of her life played out. It was sometime after five or six that she awoke, eyes barely opening to regard faint details of the room she was in. One might forget just where they were after such a long trip and less than four hours of sleep, Audrey was no different and it would take several more blinks for the clarity to wash over her sleepy mind and senses.

    Another half hour would be wasted as she moved to her back, those chocolate curls falling along the pillow beneath in a tangled mess. Fingertips rubbing along delicate lashes as if to remove all signs that she hadn't been sleeping as well as she hoped. Lungs expanded with a deep intake of air only to fall once again with a slow sigh released. "I need a shower. " She spoke to herself, though her bones weren't quite ready to move. Every part of her ached and joints had felt stiff, probably a side effect from the new medication that last doctor she saw prescribed. She'd have no choice but to push through it and so she stumbled out of the bed as she headed for her luggage with a half skidding step.

    Toiletries were locked in a zipped bag of their own and pulled from the top. The rest of her clothing would be sifted through lazily before she settled on another pair of jeans and a tee shirt with a varriant of blues. Some called the print ombre, but for her it reminded her of the gradients of the ocean, if one would truly be able to see it laid out like a painting upon a canvas. The bathroom was her next destination, the shower turned on and allowed to warm up before she rid herself of her clothing. There she'd stand before the mirror, looking over the differences in her body. Audrey had never been regarded as a curvy sensation, but with the medications that she had been on as of late, even she grew concerned of the fact her ribs were beginning to show a little more prominent than she felt they should. Slowly she drew her fingertips along each before a frown formed along her other wise delicate features. This was going to change, she was determined at that.

    The shower would do wonders for her, the warmth of the water washing not only the stink of travels away, but that of her slumber as well. It was a visible change,not just of appearance but of demeanor as well. Audrey held hope for the day, a clean slate could often do that for a troubled soul. She exited the bathroom completely done up, her make up light but just enough to draw out the features of her face and eyes. Hair not dried but pulled up in to a presentable bun of damp dark curls . Her attire had been of a casual nature, though it didn't reveal her shape to openly, the swell of hips would be noticed beneath the weight of the light cotton shirt that hung just over them and tied to one side. She might not be completely prepared for all the day would throw at her, but she was ready enough to get something to eat and search out possible jobs.

    Her hotel room would be left with a locked door and a sign to keep the maids away. Audrey didn't care for the thought that anyone would possibly snoop through her things. Purse slung over her shoulder she'd make her way to the office for the continental meal that often was put out for guests. Most of the time it would be nothing more than a cup of coffee and a stale danish, so when she entered and saw the fresh fruit she was a little shocked. Her choice of the offering would be the apple and instead a cup of hot tea before she moved outside and settled to a bench along the sidewalk. The morning was just beginning and the town was still quite void of activity, but it was a peaceful sort of moment that she would take refuge in.
     
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  9. Manaan

    Manaan The man of your nightmares. Member

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    Humans were easy to spy on for the most part, easy targets, creatures of mundane habits. Predictability was a nice attribute that Frank relied upon. Of course what he assumed and the patterns he saw were vague generalizations and it was known to him that not every human would act the same way. Still once he arrived outside the hotel with daylight slowly creeping into the town life began to stir in the form of humans going after their favorite thing in the world, coffee. Whether it was the run to one of the many diners this small town seemed chalk full of, a coffee stand, or the comfort of a pot at home coffee was fed into the system so fast they may as well as had an IV line set up instead.

    Of course he drank the swill too, it provided energy for the body and there was something about the bitterness of a pot of black sludge that he enjoyed. The thicker and more black the better he liked it, and piping hot to boot. He already had his cup this morning though, and his breakfast though it was wearing out faster than he wanted due to the walk into town he would be able to curb the craving for another meal with the distraction of finding the green eyed woman.

    Cars began to pass but none of them noticed him leaning against a tree by some shrubs. His greyish blue eyes scanned along doorways while his patience never wavered in waiting. No doubt the woman had been tired, but he also assumed she had some form of business to attend to this morning and judging by her hasty exit of the diner she did not eat much if at all. Of course he wasn't positive of this since he did not actually know how long she had been there, but his observations were not usually wrong.

    Then she appeared in a light shirt and jeans, no doubt headed to get the free breakfast, and thus he waited for her return. Frank had no idea whether or not she would eat outside and his assumption was that he would next see her walking back to her room, but surprise adorned his hidden face as she reappeared. It was perfect as he watched her sit down at a bench.

    Slowly he moved from his hidden position behind her and with his duffle bag in tow he approached the bench by the sidewalk casually before sitting next to her as if it was no big deal. The bag thudded on the ground to the left of his feet. His eyes glanced at the apple and tea. "Huh, and here I would have pegged you for a coffee girl with a doughnut not hot green tea and an apple. Hi there, I'm Frank." He said with a smooth voice after which he flashed a toothy smile her way showing his flawless pearly whites. He laid against the back of the bench as if it would recline like a lazy-boy chair and put his arms on the top. He made to movement for a proper handshake and instead waited for her reaction.
     
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  10. Equinox

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    Audrey had been intent upon the peacefulness of the moment, a light fog that had settled in due to the chill of the night seemed to blanket the area. Unlike most who resented the dense mist, Audrey reveled in it. To her there was nothing quite like watching it roll back as the day began to warm, unfurling the town as if it were a present upon Christmas morn. It was beauty, peace, and mystery wrapped up in one perfect display of raw nature.

    It was such a moment she was enjoying as she had settled down upon that bench with her tea and apple. Oblivious to the fact that someone had been watching or even awake other than those who were in commute to their daily routine. A sip of the tea had been taken and as she lifted the apple to her lips she felt the weight upon the bench shift. Audrey knew well not to mingle with a crowd, having too many close calls in the City had ingrained it to her mind. Frank wouldn't have even bee given a glance had his voice not been directed at her. Slowly she lowered the apple and turned her head to regard him, those piercing green eyes seeming to search through his soul, if in fact he had one at all. Silence had spanned between them for but a few moments before she gave a subtle smile.

    "Well.... Frank was it ? " The smile offered had broadened slightly. " I'm Audrey. " She responded as she leaned in just a touch, the warmth of her breath washing along his ear briefly. " It would seem that you may wish to reconsider your assumptions. " Leaning back up she took a bite of the apple, the sweet juices slipping along her tongue like candy. She'd chew quietly, not at all as though she were unrefined,but instead as if she had been groomed from a well to do family. Swallowing she'd regard him once again, curious as to why he had settled beside her.

    " I believe they have vacancies, if you're looking. " She gestured with a tip of her head towards the duffle he had dropped rather precariously upon the ground at his left. " If you need it for a night or longer, they seem to be fairly good with the rates. " She offered, hoping to encourage him towards the office. She was certain she'd seen him the night previous or rather earlier that morning at the truck stop, but Audrey would not pry, at least not yet.
     
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  11. Manaan

    Manaan The man of your nightmares. Member

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    A friendly atmosphere was a good way to start the day. A warm and inviting smile, one that did well to hide the troubles this woman, Audrey, clearly had. Of course prying into her past was not his motive, at least not yet, she simply had alluring green eyes and since she was not from around here had the best chance of being nice to him. The locals had already proven that their brand of hospitality was to take what they judged as trash and discard it completely.

    Frank took his time while Audrey took a bite from the succulent and juicy apple. Her eating habits showed a proper human uprbringing, one filled with dignity and respect. Not unlike what he had been taught, Frank chose the more baser and quicker aspects of eating though. He liked that part of human culture, that he could eat quickly and be on his way without so much formality and refinement. It appeared that Audrey was likely being polite in front of a stranger, or perhaps it was a habit from her upbringing and simply a subconcious task. He didn't know for sure, and it was irrelevant in the present though its relevance may well have a place in the future. He wouldn't forget it though, he rarely forgot anything he saw, it was a blessing and a curse unfortunately.

    A few cars passed while he took a deep breath, words flowed from her lips sweetly as she made a suggestion about getting a room. Clearly she had seen his bag, though he was still not sure she had recognized him from before. He nodded his head, "yes, I know. Their sign does clearly state it, though I appreciate you bringing it to my attention. Perhaps your manners are better than first impressions had dictated."

    He was subtle without being so at the same time. He referenced her trying to shove out the door as he was entering and hitting his shoulder. Of course she had apologized, but words were meaningless to him. Of course Frank was not overly bitter and he still maintained his smile and friendly attitude. "Unfortunately I cannot get a room here. I lack a credit card and my cash is limited. I can't spare the deposit they usually require if I still want money to eat." It was the truth, there was no need to lie to her. He also did not want her sympathy nor did he need it. This was the path he had chosen in many ways, if he had wanted to he could have gone through the steps to secure a job and work, but work seemed so boring to Frank. Of course he understood the need for it, but stealing money was easier and more enjoyable. He was a selfish Robin Hood, steal from the rich to feed his poor self, never in large quantities, just enough to travel on. Sometimes he left large tips, like at the diner as a means to pay it forward, but that was the extent of his giving. "Anyways, I just felt like some pleasant company might be nice after my long journey from the big city. Two feet can only carry a person so far so fast."
     
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  12. Equinox

    Equinox Well-Known Member Member

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    Cars had passed by as Audrey sat there listening to Frank speak in regards to not only her manners but that of his situation. To those that had glanced out at them in passing it might have seemed they were old acquaintances. The manner in which the conversation seemed to flow would at least suggest they had something of common interest, other wise there would be no conversation at all. In truth Audrey would have preferred it that way, the beauty of silence was something she relished in. There was enough flowing through her mind that meaningless conversation was not something that she needed.

    The apple had been finished in a few bites before she set the core aside, those eyes of hers once more regarded him in his entirety. He was not unattractive, in fact he was rather dashing in a ruggedly half kempt way. Was he her type ? Not really, but she was considering the contours of his jaw, the sharpness of his nose and just how it would reflect in the darkness of her camera's lens. The smile would be offered again, a subtle curling of lips as a dimple hinted in her cheeks. " I remember you from earlier, if I recall, I apologized for my hasty departure in where I accidentally brushed up against you. " She stated in that soft tone as she pulled the key card from her pocket. "There's nothing of value in the room, unless you prefer women's clothing. " She stated as she offered it out to him. " But it will give you a place to rest, at least while I am gone tending to some things. " If he didn't accept it, she'd simply lay it there beside him on the bench before she stood and grabbed the core. " I'll be about four hours top, that should be enough time yes ? " She smiled again before leaning down to whisper just against the brush of his cheek.

    " Don't worry, it wasn't that memorable of a moment for me either and I'm certain the rest you'll be given will more than make up for the lack of manners you assume me to have Frank. " She rose again then and headed off towards the main street of the town, her voice trailing back as she called out. " This isn't charity or sympathy Frank. " She kinda figured he'd have the same mentality as she did and she wasn't exactly lying about it. Rarely did Audrey ever pity anyone, she assumed people made choices and their lives reflected them, whether good or bad, it was just karma and something they should learn by. After all she had hopes he'd still be there when she got back and she'd get a few shots of him, just to brush up on a life skill she once had.

    Her journey that day would take her to several stores, applications put in for positions in which she'd be forced to live week to week. It was something that she would have to get used to as her life in NYC was far different and luxury was something she had embodied. Now, well now it would be more mediocre, struggles were something she foresaw in her future. Might as well begin now she figured, perhaps when she returned she would not find he'd robbed her blind.
     
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  13. Manaan

    Manaan The man of your nightmares. Member

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    It took a lot of willpower for Frank to not scold Audrey for just a mere apology, and when she handed him her keycard he would be able to teach her the lesson in a different fashion. Of course there would be some restraint shown in this lesson, but he would teach her one nonethless. Normally, and especially if she had been a male, he would have taken all of the clothes for himself but that was not a viable option in this case.

    Now though he held a keycard, room 106 was written on the card, a good thing since she had failed to verbalize her own room number to him. Frank watched as her hips swayed while she walked off, it was a magical movement, even to his alien eyes, and soon enough she disappeared from sight. It was only then that the travelling man stood up from where he sat and proceeded to head to the breakfast area. He had a key card to flash if necessary, though it ended up not being so, and he grabbed one hard boiled egg. Not quite as good as a fresh egg for his demonstration, but it would work nonetheless.

    Without so much as an eye lifted his way Frank entered her hotel room, the musty smell was apparent, but it was small town life and there were worse things. He dropped his duffle bag on the floor on the far side of the bed then he walked to the television stand and smashed the hard boiled egg onto it. Nothing in the room itself had been damaged, but chunks of soft egg white and hard yoke flew around. Then he uttered very softly, "I am sorry," and watched for a moment while the egg did nothing. Promptly Frank went to the bathroom and washed his right hand off before going to the nightstand and pulling out pen and paper that most motel's kept in that location. He wrote 'Dear Audrey, I said I was sorry to the egg but it still appears to be broken...' then he placed the paper on top of the impact zone.

    With tired and weary legs Frank was more than happy to accept some sleep so he stripped down to his underwear, neatly folded his clothes and placed them on the duffle bag, put the no maid service sign out, and crawled into bed for some comfortable sleep. He would only wake up if a knock came at the door. He had no idea if she had a spare key card or not, and he wasn't going to leave Audrey hanging.
     
  14. Sanity43217

    Sanity43217 Wild Member Member

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    To assume everything in the world could be explained by science was a grave mistake. Especially on earth. Where every culture is built on the belief in the mystical and unexplainable.
    Fergus Mc Namara was an example of this. Being proof of the Irish folklore.

    The Irish believed in fairy. More accurately aos sí , sometimes called Sidhe. Not a lot is known about Sidhe. Best guess is they are a supernatural race in Irish mythology and Scottish mythology (where it is usually spelled Sìth, but pronounced the same), comparable to the fairies or elves. They are said to live underground in fairy mounds, across the western sea, or in an invisible world that coexists with the world of humans.
    There are many types of aos sí. Among them are the Abarta, Bean nighe, Banshee, Cat sìth, Changeling, Dobhar-chú, Am was Fear Liath Mòr, Fetch, Leprechaun and Selkie. It was by no means a comprehensive list. The Aare moth than just the fairy folk of aos sí, most mythologies are real, you just need to know where to look.

    Fergus Mc Namara is the town drunk. Originally from Ireland, he has traveled the world. Settling in a small country town, where he wouldn’t draw too much attention. Fergus, he hustled some of the truck drivers if they spent the night the in town. Most of the locals had given up playing him at pool or cards because he always wins at both. He is the kind of person who knows everybody, and everybody knows him. Although he managers to keep some secrets. Mainly just the one. That he isn’t really human.

    Rolling out of the cheap motel bed. Sighing as he just spent a moment laying face down. His six foot, four frame struggled to get up off the motel floor. Finally standing he walked into the bathroom. Leaning on the sink, he patted down his red hair. Grabbing the half empty bottle of Jameson, he rinsed his mouth out with the whiskey. Spitting a mouthful into the sink, he took a swig of the alcohol. Putting the bottle back down, he decided to take a walk in the city. It was early. Fergus needed something to eat.
     
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