September 1st

[ink_mc]

*sitting outside on a concrete block--something that maybe used to be a wall?--watching people walk past, trying to spot anything familiar, anything that might tell him where he is. He's still got his jar of apple jam clutched tight in his hands, because if it is the Vurt...* Might be the Vurt. But this Haunting is bad. Worse than ever. *looks down

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[moettenani]

*walks right past him, stops, then turns around to go sit next to him*

[ink_mc]

*glances over at her, then back to the front* So it's you again.

[moettenani]

*smiles* What are you sitting in a place like this for?

[ink_mc]

*shrugs*

[fivebyfivegirl]

Good for you. *standing in front of him*

[ink_mc]

*glances up* ...

[fivebyfivegirl]

What've you got? *nods at the jam jar*

[ink_mc]

*looks down again* Apple jam.

[naiful]

[he was wandering around, until something caught his eye]

What's that?

[ink_mc]

Huh...? *looks up*

[naiful]

[He pointed at the jar]

[ink_mc]

*glances down at it, then up again* Apple jam.

[epitomeofvanity]

*spies you and looks up* Why are you sitting up there?

[ink_mc]

*looks down, then shrugs* Why not?

[epitomeofvanity]

I just wondered if there was something worth seeing up there.

[ink_mc]

*looks around* ...not really.

[mr_sofakingcool]

*he's walking along the street below, distracted and getting some serious jitters from needing cigarettes and jammers*

[ink_mc]

*inhales sharply and hesitates for a moment, locked in position, then jumps down from the wall* Bee!

[mr_sofakingcool]

*stops in his tracks and turns on a dime* Scribble.

[ink_mc]

... *he's overjoyed, but...*