Characters: Xander Harris and whoever wants to join in When: sometime after the first announcement, directly after Xander's arrival Where: A deserted playground Rating: TBA Summary:Xander wakes up to find himself ... where exactly?
Alessa had been exploring the place, one to find out all she could about this place, two to find a place to stay, and finally she just wanted to walk around and use her legs a bit more. During her exploration she came across what once looked like thriving playground. Now it was abandoned. The playground equipment was broken, rusted, and the paint was peeling. Alessa walked into the playground, and headed for the broken swing. The chains that once held it were rusty. She touched one of the chains, felt the rough texture and coolness on her hands.
It was almost like Silent Hill. All that was missing was the blood, gore, and the occasional corpse strung up by barbed wire, tubes, and IVs. Alessa let out a small sigh, and laughed a bit. She turned her head, and noticed the older looking man on the dirt ground.
It was probably due to shock, but Xander hadn't even noticed the girl's approach.
"You alright sir?"
He gave a start, but when Alessa didn't seem to fit the description of "dangerous" or "bloodthirsty", his anxiety dropped by several degrees. Instead, he turned and looked around, trying to figure out who she might have spoken to.
"Huh? Sir? Who?" It took him a few moments to figure out she'd indeed been talking to him. "Oh, you mean me?"
((OOC: Sorry, it just occured to me I didn't say: this is 3rd season Xander, so he's only 17, only a couple years older than Alessa, from what I gather from your app. :) ))
Alessa gave a small smile. "You appear to be the only one besides me here. Are you alright?" she asked once more. She walked up a bit closer to the older looking teenager, and squatted down a couple of feet away from him.
[ooc: She probably would have called him sir anyways. Given her upbringing she does appear the type to be polite at first. :) ]
((OOC:XD Eh, I just thought I'd mention it. Xander's just totally rattled, because being called "Sir" is probably the bigger shock to him, even considering where he is right now. XD And sorry for taking so long to reply, the net was dead.))
"Am I...? Uh, yeah, I guess." He still felt a bit dazed, but he figured that was to be expected, he'd probably smacked his head against the stone floor. Hard. "Where is this place?"
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It was almost like Silent Hill. All that was missing was the blood, gore, and the occasional corpse strung up by barbed wire, tubes, and IVs. Alessa let out a small sigh, and laughed a bit. She turned her head, and noticed the older looking man on the dirt ground.
"You alright sir?" Alessa asked.
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"You alright sir?"
He gave a start, but when Alessa didn't seem to fit the description of "dangerous" or "bloodthirsty", his anxiety dropped by several degrees. Instead, he turned and looked around, trying to figure out who she might have spoken to.
"Huh? Sir? Who?" It took him a few moments to figure out she'd indeed been talking to him. "Oh, you mean me?"
((OOC: Sorry, it just occured to me I didn't say: this is 3rd season Xander, so he's only 17, only a couple years older than Alessa, from what I gather from your app. :) ))
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[ooc: She probably would have called him sir anyways. Given her upbringing she does appear the type to be polite at first. :) ]
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"Am I...? Uh, yeah, I guess." He still felt a bit dazed, but he figured that was to be expected, he'd probably smacked his head against the stone floor. Hard. "Where is this place?"
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