Darkwukong

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Michael opened the back door to the garden and lead Adaria to the get, his mind was a mess of various questions such as were those things werewolves? Is she someone important? What will happen now his train of though was interrupted as he heard the two creatures running after him, they were so much faster. His blood started pumping and the mysterious feeling flowed through him again, not sure what it was he carried on going but repetitively looking behind him, they were getting closer. "Soon I think... You should explain what is happening" he painted out, diving in and out of alleyways to try and lose the two hunters. Though it didn't seem to work as they were still gaining on them. His train of thought suddenly stopped as he felt a stinging pain across his back, turning see what happened he realised that the larger, darker wolf had attempted to grab him but ended up scratching him, the slimmer wolf had disappeared from sight. "We've lost the o the one... or he is somewhere else" he felt the breath of the creature on his neck, turning to see that he was instances away Michael stopped and attempted to kick it back a bit with a surprising mount of force. Kartook hurried through the air for a second or two and grunted as he regained his composure, soon returning the chase.

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

I'm still in free education atm, once I go to university, then I'll be in debt :S

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Michael wanted to hear what she had to say, she hadn't opened up much since they had met each other. "Thank you" he replied feeling rather happy that she liked his food. He carried on eating, enjoying his favourite dish. He felt a sense of uneasiness, as if someone was trying to break his personally little bubble. "What do you mean we have to leave? What's wrong?" He watched her grab her bag, "well... run... let me grab some things" he ran into his room and grabbed his own bag filling it with some t-shirts and jeans, he grabbed his coat and returned to Araya, "what do we now?"

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

I've had a lack of sleep so I feel rather dead too xD college killing me...

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He smiled as she answered, he enjoyed it rather hot but he didn't want to take Araya by surprise. "Go take seat if you'd like, I can do the rest from here." He silently carried on cooking, now and then humming a long to the tune. It wasn't long unti the food was finished, he dished up unto two plates with a lot left over. He slowly put the plates on the table with cutlery and a couple of glasses. "There's there on there, I have a bit wine and a few other bits of alcohol" he offered as he grabbed himself a bottle of cider. After sitting down he dug in, he was rather hungry as he hadn't eaten most of the day. He felt rather conscious Araya's presence, now and then he would look up and watch her eat. He felt he should start small talk, but didn't know what quite to say. "So you have any brothers or sisters?" He asked as he finished his mouthful.

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Michael felt.odd as she stood there inspecting him, it reminded him of his past relationship where he used to watch his ex cook. He had a few ex girlfriends over they never got serious before, he never really felt the need to settle with anyone. Each girl had their own little perky attitudes but he never really fell for them in a serious way. "Jabberberries?" He asked wondering what exactly she was going on about, "sure, can you cut the onions please" he asked nicely as he handed her a knife. He had never cooked for someone else before, usually his ex would cook for him. "How good are you with spice? Do your prefer hot or mild?" He smiled as he prepared the mince for cooking.

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

I know I'm late to the part but.. Space jam is my life. Like... my whole class except my best friend try to persuade our teacher to use space jam as our chosen film (which is serious business except our class doesn't care since we study game not film) and she won't accept it as it has animation in it. Tldr; Come on and slam and welcome to the jam!

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The shower was refreshing, the steam slowly rising as Michael slowly cleaned himself. i just left a stranger in my living room... What am I doing? Why don't I feel scared by her presence... he pondered to himself for a while before getting out of the shower and drying himself. Once in fresh clothes Michael reappeared into the living room, still rather damp. "I should start cooking I guess" he smiled as he entered the kitchen, he felt a strange feeling now that wasn't quite here before. The feeling was similar to when he suddenly felt stronger but, now for some reason he just felt safer. He started preparing food, slowly opening the groceries he finally had bought after the long day. "Make yourself at home, watch tv if you want or something" he chimed as he cooked along with radio music playing in the background.

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"Yer I guess.. I don't know why he chose me of all people, I am not entirely rich-" he stopped there wondering if the man knew about his well of relatives, but shook the idea away not long after. "This has been a week from hell.. broke up with my ex and now she won't speak to me, hungover and stalked by a weird man... the only highlight was making a new friend" he sighed and leaned back in his chair and stared at the ceiling in silence. After a while he decided to take another shower, he had managed to break a sweat running away from that creepy man. "I'm going to have a quick wash then I'll make us dinner, hope you like Chilli Araya." He smiled as he disappeared down the corridor.

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Michael was surprised by her question, not sure why she wanted a description but gave her one anyway. "Let me see. Well I didn't really get to see him, he was hiding mostly... He had piercing eyes and... this may sound crazy but he was rabid looking, as in he looked like a feral dog..." He couldn't remember much about the man but he tried to remember more, though in the end he failed. "He was very suspicious you'd know him if you see him, trust me... He didn't seem to fit here" he thought about her question for a while, then he answered with a sense of reassurance. "No, the use of the word Master is rarely used. It was pretty much never used once the there was freedom for the slaves. It's rare for someone to have a master now" he thought it over in his mind. whoever that man was, he was definitely not human... he felt it in his heart, his chest pounding once he started think about him again. "I feel as if he is still somewhere here... I feel some peculiar feeling that he is here still" he silenced himself once he realised he sounded like a paranoid freak, "ignore me, I'm just shook up from earlier"