New friends are the best kind.

[Pulls gun out ] You better run.

OOC: Can be any kind of gun, you pick.

[limping around after full moon, swearing.]

[practicing a few basic samba steps]

I feel odd obeying a youth.

Dani hadn’t been around so many people since she left foster care and it was getting under her skin a little. She’d been at the house-slash-mansion for a few days now, getting a feel for the place, looking over the security and she noticed a few things ( Read more... )