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Born: January 25, 2019 Forum Topics Started: 1
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RealmDon't Go To School Tomorrow...
Created by James Grayson
03/26/19
Jamison King 03/26/19 He had no idea what he was getting into. She pointed out the close by bodega that happened to sell everything from penny candy to liquor. Guess what she was looking to get?

"Yeah, all I need you to do is be all awkward and weird." Peers towards him. "I think you've got this in a bag." Staring back towards the corner store with all the hope she can manage. "If all else fails, fake a seizure."

Lifted and parted from his side. "Oh, we don't know each other. You walk in, start a convo with the cashier. I'll come in a few minutes after you and walk directly to the back." Went to go tie her hair up, pushing her sleeves up to her elbow. She was looking like she was on a mission.

"Whatever happens.. Just don't let what I do distract you and make sure they don't get to me."

Jamison King 03/26/19 "Grrrreeeaaaat." Cheshire grin.

Turns to move to his side, looping an arm about his while signaling her request to speak to him in a whisper. "So, you are a real big deal in this idea of mine. If this goes wrong in any way, my happiness will be at stake. Let's just say.. it is peril to make this happen."

Would she clue him in on the task at hand? Eh, not necessary. It might actually ruin the possible outcome if he knew. Less he knew the better. "You think you could talk to this guy about, uh.. anything? Occupy his time while I work some business out? Hm? Nothing bad at all. It would really be helping me out a ton."

Jamison King 03/23/19 "F-ck!!" Yelled out before hanging her head down; mentally exhausted at the moment.

Her plan was falling apart quickly. There was always Plan B. It wasn't the best plan but she heavily believed in a backup. "Want to help me?" She needed a decoy. With the way he was acting she couldn't rely on him to follow through with the mission anymore than being a brilliant distraction.

He still had no idea what she was going on about. Sometimes she wondered herself. Not noticing his nerves. Self involved at the fullest.

Jamison King 03/23/19 Again, she'd ask. "How old are you?" She had plans and there were steps to take in this plan. First step? Find someone old enough. Jamison was hopeful. Why? The second step was hoping the old enough subject would be dopey enough to go along with her. With the bragging of having f-cord before, she was sure he was dopey enough..

Tilted her head as the glare of the street light shined right into the corner of her eye. Peering at him as she attempted to stay focused on her goal. He was quite distracting with the things he said. Had to keep her wit about her.

Fidgiting a bit, looking from side to side as if she was in mid scheme.

Jamison King 03/23/19 "Hey! You.."

Jamison remembered him. Hell, it was hard to forget him. She called him special and then he went on some rant about sex and shoved a pack of smokes at her. He was socially awkward but for some reason, she felt oddly comfortable and able to take care of her self against this possible sexual predator.

"How old are you?" Not 'what's your name?' or 'are you a serial killer'. Had things to do and wasn't in any hurry to jump into any small talk. "You think we can talk some business?"

Flahme 02/24/19 You were successful in stealing $83.00 from James Grayson.

"Do you know how difficult that was to get? You're not getting it back, it's my precious."

Sits in the corner and counts each note, rocking back and forth.
Mackenzie 01/27/19 Mackenzie is doing her rounds. Every evening, she would walk the entirety of Grand Central, searching out any undesirable who come too close to home. It is as she stands on the platform, sights trained on a suspicious man, that she feels the eyes her.

Her head would turn, attention turning to another young man across the tracks on the eastbound side. There isn't much she could do about it, or would. Crossing the tracks would be a call to attention, and she certainly would not go chasing. So, she stares for an uncomfortable amount of time until a train comes in.

And then, she is gone.
Jamison King 01/26/19 Tilted her head; staring awkwardly. "Are you f-cking special?" Of course. The one guy she meets that's close in age can't barely talk. Great. Stuck with old people again.

"Yeah.. you know.. Smoke. You light it and the world becomes calm?" It at least stopped her from murdering for a good five minutes. None the less of his disabilities, she found him adorable. He was the perfect amount of abandonment all over him that made her want to be lonely with him.

Thought many thoughts. Some good. Some bad. Some horrible. She'd soften looking at him, exposing her sweet side. At least that was what it seemed. Always enjoyed drawing in her prey.

Jamison King 01/26/19 Bumped right into by some strange person. "You f-cking piece of sh.." her curses were impressive. Jamison's words trailed as she looked up towards the random person and before another salty word could push past her lips, she choked. "Hey.."

Didn't know much of the local teen population. Was a drifter and school was long behind her. Jamison swelled in the angst teen scene. Loved her dark clothing, hats, and her long wild hair slicked straight.

"You from around here?" Wanted to punch him but also wanted to flirt. The Realm wasn't exactly over flowing with people her age and it was quite comforting to find another. Especially one with the hint of cigarette smoke.

"Got a cigarette?"

Esper Valari 01/26/19 Old enough he thought, huh sounded like someone else he knew, they'd be perfect in a room together as long as they were at each others throats.

Watching the kid blatantly letting the lighter hit the ground, with no remorse and mock him in the process he felt the urge to chase him down, but then looking at his surroundings he could tell the kid would be staying the night here.

The kid reminded him of himself just a few months ago, alone in the world. But this kid seemed to have a huge chip on his shoulder and an ego that would either take him far or push him closer to the grave.

Whatever kid don't mention it, be safe out here...it's cold in L.A... I use to own these streets.

Esper Valari 01/26/19 What? was he supplying cigarettes to all teens now, this was great should be marked on his gravestone. 'Here lies Esper the giver of cigarettes to teens'.

Aren't you like 16, 17...

He really couldn't say much to his quote though he did just take a life himself who knows she could have been this kids mother for all he knew.

But quite honestly somewhere he found truth in his logic, his words. Esper had grown to become quite a monster himself these days Sine Metu had brought the better of that demon out.

Don't make me regret this...

Handing him the pack to grab a cigarette and then tossing his lighter at him.

Valari, but don't call me Mr. Valari. I don't need my head taken off too... Just call me Esper.

Esper Valari 01/26/19 Taking a drag from one of his cigarettes he looked at the kid, as he shook his head in confusion.

Why'd you do it? It's inhumane and quite monstrous to take a life like that...Especially that many?

Mystic-husky 01/25/19 "Welcome to the realm. I am Mystic, one of the Mentors for the witchs. If you have any questions or are in need of any help. Feel free to contact me at any time."
Esper Valari 01/25/19 Welcome to The Realm.
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