WHO: Terra & OPEN
WHERE: The City
WHEN: Tuesday, May 24th, between the hours of 7am and 7pm.
WARNINGS: I DON'T KNOW. SAP?
WHAT: Esperchan. Doing... things... literally just roaming around town all day so just about anywhere you want it to be, it can be. Except central park because haha walking around Illidan's back yard, no.
WORDS: yes...
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The knowledge that another event like the one that turned him into a seventeen year old sprog for a week had a chance of happening soon set John on edge. He despised having the very essence of his freedom -- choice -- taken away from him.
Naturally, planning what to do next was best done underneath a street lamp at dusk, when most of the city was getting ready to shift to the nightlife scene.
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It was for this her senses were focused less on the sight of streets lightening under bright lamps, or the hazy colorless dark sweeping overhead. For this, the sounds of the city were mostly ignored. Instead, Terra's attention was more focused on that other sense, where her skin would tingle and her muscles tighten. The world itself was mostly empty of magic, so sudden blips of presence like Illidan would be easy to detect.
In so looking for that specific sensation, Terra missed completely the man beneath the street lamp. It was only after she'd passed, five or six long paces on heeled shoes further down, that she stopped to look back over her shoulder.
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He should have known that his day was going too well. He cursed underneath his breath, then started channeling a free-form hex into the palm of his head, ready to be loosed at the nearest sign of danger.
When he turned whomever it was, he was all smiles. "Do I got something on me face, luv?"
He ignored the overall form of the young woman -- worse than anything, he knew he couldn't trust anyone he wasn't already familiar with.
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And with the number of times she'd nearly been killed for underestimating, she wasn't quick to dismiss it as nothing.
"No," she answered, her hesitation and wariness clear in her soft voice. "You startled me."
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"By doing...wot, exactly?" he arched an eyebrow while exhaling, the picture perfect portrait of incredulity.
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"Not... doing," she answered, eyes flicking over his form quickly. "... Being."
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He smiled around the cigarette in his mouth knowing that he had an edge over the girl. She thought John was dangerous; the way she spoke certainly gave that away easily enough. He knew next to nothing about her, but the fact that she couldn't read him right off the bat was telling enough.
She was being cautious because she didn't know if John could beat her or not.
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She could have rebutted his statement, correcting his (seemingly) intentional misunderstanding of her words, but instead her reply was blunt. "What are you?"
A rich question coming from someone like her, but asked all the same.
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"Think you want to ask 'who,' luv." he asked back, his voice tinged with just the barest hint of amusement. "Seeing as I'm not a bloody thing."
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Terra shook her head, eyes scrutinizing his rough face. "You're not... an ordinary human. Who are you?"
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