Darkwukong

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"No need to compensate, this place isn't worth it to be honest" he laughed as he listened to Araya, "lovely name" he said replaying it in his head so he could remember it. "Well your company has given you a difficult job then" he laughed a little, "there's a lot of men here in London, some worse than others." He wasn't sure he liked the idea of here looking for some random man alone. "Yer some random man, I have not clue who he is or what he wants" he sighed as he replayed he moment in his head, "he just wanted me to join him and his 'master' whatever that means, I assumed he was on drugs or something" Michael put the cup in the kitchen sink and returned to his seat. "When I bumped into you I felt this feeling that he was around, that's when I saw him again so I ran" he didn't mention that he was having the same feeling then, he didn't want seem insane. "When I first saw him something weird happened, I felt something similar to adrenaline... but it felt out of place" he shook it out of his head and smiled, "but hopefully it's over."

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"oh yer, i must have forgotten" he laughed as he watched the girl drink, "I am Michael Aisley, i work at a cafe nearby." He silently watched as she sorted herself out, there was some sort of pleasant aura coming from her which Michael found attracted to. This attraction wasn't on a physical nor emotional level but his instincts were roaring at him, or was it because of the dark aura that filled his body as he kept feeling the creep's presence. Natural eye colour? never seen eyes like those before. He pondered for a bit feeling a but uneasy, this whole situation seemed surreal and abstract. He just met a girl with silver eyes in an alleyway, and some barbaric man looked like he was about to kill him... This has been by far the weirdest day yet... not sure if it's good or bad though. "Well i could help you find the nearest motel is you'd like, though you are welcome to stay here but you'd have to sleep on the couch... i mean it's odd since we just met and all but i won't harm you i promise." He didn't feel wary about this stranger, he felt like she was a trustworthy person and decided that he wanted to help though he would need to know more about her first before anything is completely decided. "So do you have a name stranger?" he asked politely now and then taking a sip of his own cup of tea, "what kind of business trip are you on?"

Cara's Originally Titled OoC Hangout Thread ♥ (Still)

I still think facebook needs a dislike button...

@Carantathraiel

I second the idea...and will forever wait for it.

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"so are you a tourist or something?" Michael asked whilst making a cup of tea for them both "there's something about you that suggests you're not from around here" he smiled leaning against the kitchen counter. "Are you wearing contacts? just thought your eye colour is very rare if it is even natural" he inspected her, she definitely seemed extraordinary. When the teas were done he set them on the table, watching the steam slowly rise. He felt that man's presence again, a dark aura filling the room yet he was sure that they had lost the creep after nearly bumping into him in the alleyway. "I apologize for dragging you off like that... i've have a weird day today is all. I understand if you leave, i probably scared you... i think this is considered kidnapping" he laughed awkwardly as he tried to shake off the feeling of dread. He could literally smell the man, the same smell that appeared once Michael and the stranger first met was lingering in the streets outside his apartment.

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"Urgh" Michael fell back a little, dropping the groceries on the floor. "It's fine" he rubbed his head and started to pick up the things, "my bad I was not looking where I was walking." Finally packing all the stuff again he looked at the girl. "You don't look like you come from around here" here eyes seemed unnatural, like the man's eyes seemed crazy. Her eyes were kind, beautiful, mystical yet so sharp. "Sorry for staring" he looked away for a second, seeing the hooded character in the distance he grabbed the girl's hand and sped off. Finally at his front door he painted, fog erupting from his throat repetitively. "Sorry about that, not sure why I grabbed you... some man followed me here and I panicked" he unlocked his door and invited her in. "Come in for now, it's warm and there's tea... plus I don't want to be alone st the moment with that creep around" he looked at the girl, she was adorable and there was some sort aura she gave off that enticed him.

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Packing his shopping away he realized he left his groceries at the play he ran into the creepy man, fortunately for him most of the rest was being delivered. He shuddered at the thought of bumping into that man again but he had to get food, getting dressed and putting his coat back on and heading off. He shivered as the cold air coursed through his clothes, his breath steaming like a vent. Why is it this cold so suddenly? the sun was still out and the sky was clear, it should have warmed up by now but something wasn't quite right. After finally making it to the shops Michael grabbed some groceries and headed home, taking alleyways and shortcuts to try and avoid anyone suspicious, though the odds of running into odd people is probably higher in alleys but he was going to risk it. Those eyes, they weren't human were they? he asked himself, not really looking ahead.

[Dead]

I am not the thrill seeking type. Also even though I get drunk most nights and I'm not entirely happy, it does not mean I'll accept charity from some creepy old man" he then realised the crowd and started to panic, "I haven't got time for this, nice meeting you" he said in a sarcastic tone. He grabbed his stuff and rushed off home, in hopes he wasn't being tailed again. He got to the front of his apartment and unlocked the door quickly, throwing his new belongings on his chair and sitting on the sofa. What's going on?! Who was he?! the questions roared through his chest, his heart beating faster and faster every second. He took a deep breath then took off his coat, slowly walking towards the kitchen and making himself a cup of tea.

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"You don't even know me! You creep, you think I'd be happy the way i am?" Michael dropped his things, noticing the behavioural patterns of this man. He sensed something wrong with this stranger, it wasn't physical for emotional like fear and adrenaline, but something else inside of him reacted to this creeps presence.Something happened to his body that HA changed him, he felt stronger, faster and more confident. "So what happens here? You're gonna try and mug me right? I broke our sisters heart and you want revenge?" Or you just get a thrill from this?" He started mimicking the Hunter, Circling as well keeping opposing this man.

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Michael spent an hour watching people go by, the cold clung to his skin but the warmth of the sun helped him keep warm. He watched the ducks, inspected the people around him and admiring how everyone seemed so happy, it was what he usually did at work when serving customers, nothing was nicer than seeing their smiles but it always reminded him that he hadn't really been happy in such a long time. He watched the steam from his breath appear then disappear with every breath he took, he felt like he was being observed from afar, not entirely sure why. He stood up and looked around before he started to walk, that was when he saw a rather perculiar man dressed in completely brown. He was grinning but it was like the smiles of the people that Michael had seen before, it was sinister and devilish. He is probably some drunk, not sure where to go now he has stopped drinking.. Trying to walk as fast as possible he walked the opposite direction, his footsteps making a crunching sound as the destroyed the snow below them. Bit early to be drinking... then again i can't speak, i was up till early hours in the morning drinking too he now and then looked over his shoulder to see if he was following him, to his surprise the mysterious figure was on his trail, sticking close by. After half an hour of speed walking Michael turned to address the creep, "Excuse me can i help you?!" he had finally lost his patience and exploded with anger. "You've been following me for a while now in front of everyone... do i know you?!" Michael's fists clenched, gripping the handles of the shopping bags.

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In the morning Michael made breakfast and took a few pills to try and soften his headache, he hoped to go into town that day to buy some more clothes. Outside was rather sunny again, though Michael felt today was going to be a rather daunting day and something seemed out of place. He stripped down and got into the shower, the steam heating his skin as it got caught in the small glass box. Once he was freshener up he put clean clothes on and sprayed one cologne over himself, finally leaving with his wallet an keys. Once in town he stopped by a few stores buying some jackets, jeans and some shirts as well as doing his weekly shopping; deciding to it delivered to his apartment later. He watched as the streets poured with people doing their Christmas shopping and spending their money. i should head back now, before it gets too crowded. Michael took a shortcut through the park, watching as families, couples, dog walkers and various other kinds of people passed him by. He sat by a lake and watched the ducks swim around, tapping his pen against his teeth. He still felt some dread towards the day, something seemed so dark.