Thread:SableyeTea/@comment-26090956-20160403220242/@comment-26090956-20160504164933

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That's exactly how I picture role playing.. XD

And yes. Ainsley is a complete dork.

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•Sian•

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Sian hadn't heard someone laugh since... Since before the invasion.. But how did he know that? The peculiar crew in front of him made him less terrified, more confused.

He briskly turned, grabbed his parka and slid it over his arms. "Look, I don't know about you, but we gotta get home..."

Sian's eyes widened substantially. He had ran for the whole day, ducking in between doors and alleys looking for some shelter. He wouldn't call anywhere home and the word stuck in his gut like his knife. The two started walking out, the other human tripping over the base board one last time before regaining his posture.

Monsters like the dark. He remembered Don saying. It's their home, they cringe at the sight of light, and feed off the dark like a lightbulb to electricity.

Sian had been in the dark all his mutated life, and he wasn't sure about staying in it any longer.

He followed after the two, zipping his coat up and pulling the hood over his now baby blue hair. The dye was already fading, just like the sun around them.

"So um.." Dian's voice clattered off his vocal chords like a broken piano. He wasn't used to using his voice for anything much more than whimpering. "Where are we going? I uh.." He looked around anxiously. "I hope we'll get there soon. Terrin and his crew like to hang around past 9 pm. And not to mention Yem and Frit. Their around at 12 am. And then after them is Khar." Sian shuddered violently at the mention of the monster gangs.