Yeah, I wrote part of this at 2 AM. Sue me. :P
"Hit the deck!"
The 4 teens leap behind a fallen arbre as the mur of the factory blew apart to smithereens. Rubble flies all over, but as the dust clears, the group dash into the newly created entrance and head for the nearest flight of stairs.
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Peering through the leaves of the bush, Richi could see a part of the factory's large amount of security patrolling around the perimeter. Watchtowers with spotlights circled around the darkness surrounding the factory, and the beeps of sentries echoed into the blonde's ears.
"What, is this the national treasury?" muttered Richi to himself. Richi turned to the group's new companion, and sighed. "And take off the disguise, Cain." Cain glanced over at Richi and sighed before pulling out a small phone. Curious, Valeriya risked a peek over Cain's shoulder before a flash of bright light emitted from the screen and blinded her. Scotch hopped down from the arbre branch she was scouting from and looked at Cain once more.
He had a completely new appearance, down to the color of his clothes. Cain sported dull blonde-grey hair which curled slightly at the ends. A very light blue collared chemise and black jeans replaced the cloak, and white shoes were on his feet. Mischievous eyes locked onto the devil blonde, but a smirk lay on his face.
"About time, yeesh." Richi muttered, then made to continue scouting the factory. Scotch tapped his shoulder as he turned, and instead he stopped to look at her. "Yeah?"
Scotch looked down at the ground slightly before speaking. "Um.... How do toi two know each other?"
Richi and Cain glanced at each other and then sighed. " I guess we can take a break." Richi stated, then sat down on the ground, motioning the others to do the same.
"I haven't been completely honest with my past to toi two, ou anyone for that matter." he began. "I know Cain because I met him when I had lived Up Above for those ten years. This guy here," Richi a dit as he gestured to Cain, " was the first friend I ever had before I had run from Heaven."
"Hit the deck!"
The 4 teens leap behind a fallen arbre as the mur of the factory blew apart to smithereens. Rubble flies all over, but as the dust clears, the group dash into the newly created entrance and head for the nearest flight of stairs.
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Peering through the leaves of the bush, Richi could see a part of the factory's large amount of security patrolling around the perimeter. Watchtowers with spotlights circled around the darkness surrounding the factory, and the beeps of sentries echoed into the blonde's ears.
"What, is this the national treasury?" muttered Richi to himself. Richi turned to the group's new companion, and sighed. "And take off the disguise, Cain." Cain glanced over at Richi and sighed before pulling out a small phone. Curious, Valeriya risked a peek over Cain's shoulder before a flash of bright light emitted from the screen and blinded her. Scotch hopped down from the arbre branch she was scouting from and looked at Cain once more.
He had a completely new appearance, down to the color of his clothes. Cain sported dull blonde-grey hair which curled slightly at the ends. A very light blue collared chemise and black jeans replaced the cloak, and white shoes were on his feet. Mischievous eyes locked onto the devil blonde, but a smirk lay on his face.
"About time, yeesh." Richi muttered, then made to continue scouting the factory. Scotch tapped his shoulder as he turned, and instead he stopped to look at her. "Yeah?"
Scotch looked down at the ground slightly before speaking. "Um.... How do toi two know each other?"
Richi and Cain glanced at each other and then sighed. " I guess we can take a break." Richi stated, then sat down on the ground, motioning the others to do the same.
"I haven't been completely honest with my past to toi two, ou anyone for that matter." he began. "I know Cain because I met him when I had lived Up Above for those ten years. This guy here," Richi a dit as he gestured to Cain, " was the first friend I ever had before I had run from Heaven."
*Shrugs* Cheer, cry, be happy, sad, angry, dunno.
Too much drama, feelings feelings feelings, this is all gonna be fluff, so if toi need the point of this article, skip to the bottom.
l’amour toi guys, really do, but this drama is toooooo much.
So, me and my OC's are going on a... vacation.
toi can still post on my wall, IM, boîte mail me, ect.
Just takin' a break from the club.
And if I'm a depressed emo faggot to you, not your fault. Stuff has happened, I should be fine in a bit.
Anyways,
Fly on~
-Raven, gone.