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Sep 02, 2012 01:24PM
The stream is at the edge of the woods, on the outskirts of town. It is a very excluded place, far away from pretty much everything
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Zinna sat at the sdge of the stream practicing her transfiguration skills on the fish in the stream turning them into bunnys and other things
((Can she meet Adie? She's in the forest.))
Camra dipped his big feet in the water and sighed relaxing. He was happy to be away from other giants, living here by himself, with other monsters he felt fresh and new. Here he would do something worthwhile and wouldn't be a tiny nobody.
Ryder hung his feet in the water, enjoying the slight coldness of it. He was thankful for the break from human stares and the burning thirst of being around them.
Ryder glanced at the girl who had just addressed him. His red eyes swept over her and he muttered, "Hello."
"They're always red now." Ryder says with a shrug.
"I am." Ryder confirmed and looked her up and down. "You are... what?" He sniffed. SHe smelled like the woods, nothing special.
Camra saw two creatures talking. He got scared. Talking was bad. He was not good at talking. Maybe he should leave...
Ryder shrugged, "Apprently not." His eyes strayed and he saw other creatures looking at them. He jumped and bared his teeth nervously.
Camra saw the red eye man show him his teeth. Did he want to fight? Camra was not good at fighting he got up and nervously backed away.
Ryder kept his eyes on the moving one. He didn't want to fight. Only humans tasted good, but he was going to be on his guard.
Ryder covers his mouth to stop himself from laughing. He was a bit scared, but mostly humored. "And I'm Ryder..."
Ryder grimaced, "I know. Carma, you are one big thing." Perhaps it was a bit insensitive, but it was true.
Ryder looked it up and down. "Sure you are. Your bigger than me." That was an understatement, considering Ryder was pretty small to begin with.
((Gracie please, please, comment on the HG Cruise!!!))
Jordon walked down the stream, playing her saxophone in peace. She loved the peace of the rush of water as she played a Dexter Gordon song. One of her favorite jazz players.
Ryder's ears picked up music. He turned, looking for the source.
Jordon sat down on her knees, playing softly as she watched the minows and fish swim. THe water was clear, but looked cold.
Ryder shrugged. "Well to me you big. See that girl over there?" Ryder pointed to the one with the sax. "You big to her too." He gestures to another person. "You big to them as well."
Ryder nods. "Well. Your just really big. Not nessicarly too big."
"Blood red." Ryder agrees, grinning wickedly.
((okay. I really do have to go...))
((okay. I really do have to go...))
Ryder walks gracefully over to the girl and says, "Hello there."
Ryder smiles, though it is a bit unnerving with his eyes and pale skin. He tries to look friendly.
Ryder laughed a tiny bit, "I'm Ryder. You are?"
Ryder nodded, holding out his hand to shake and wincing at the scars that still covered his vamparistic arms.
Jordon only glanced at his scars for a second before shaking his hand. She knew how people hated for people to stare at their scars.
Ryder drew his arm back and smiled at her again. He thought for a second and asked bluntly, "What are you?" He knew only paranormals dwelled out here. But she smelled so deliciously human.



