05-18-2009, 05:57 PM
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Backdated to May 16. Thinking we can make this kind of quick and then have a thread with Anu telling him he's not coming back to CD?
The Aatte male had shacked himself up in the dirty dive bar again. While he had become more adventurous and actually left the place from time to time now, he always returned. It was where his belongings were and it was where he had an endless supply of his opiate. Besides, if no one had found him here yet he doubted that anyone would. Well, at least no one he knew had found him here. Besides Heath, but he knew the hybrid with a similar background wasn't going around yapping about his location. Strangers he could handle, it was his family and friends that he didn't want to find him.
Haven had drank fairly heavily that day and was currently passed out on his cot, empty bottles scattered around on the floor. As usual his sleep was haunted by nightmares. The devilish face of his father plagued his mind. The boy was running from the man but with each step he thought he took away it seemed that it somehow brought him closer to the beast. His sire's maniacal laughter filled his head. It surrounded him and there was no escape. Suddenly his path was blocked by flame and when he turned to retreat Conri was staring him right the face. No escape. No escape, no escape, no escape. He whined in his sleep and his body twitched involuntarily, imprisoned by his nightmare.
The Aatte male had shacked himself up in the dirty dive bar again. While he had become more adventurous and actually left the place from time to time now, he always returned. It was where his belongings were and it was where he had an endless supply of his opiate. Besides, if no one had found him here yet he doubted that anyone would. Well, at least no one he knew had found him here. Besides Heath, but he knew the hybrid with a similar background wasn't going around yapping about his location. Strangers he could handle, it was his family and friends that he didn't want to find him.
Haven had drank fairly heavily that day and was currently passed out on his cot, empty bottles scattered around on the floor. As usual his sleep was haunted by nightmares. The devilish face of his father plagued his mind. The boy was running from the man but with each step he thought he took away it seemed that it somehow brought him closer to the beast. His sire's maniacal laughter filled his head. It surrounded him and there was no escape. Suddenly his path was blocked by flame and when he turned to retreat Conri was staring him right the face. No escape. No escape, no escape, no escape. He whined in his sleep and his body twitched involuntarily, imprisoned by his nightmare.