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[notthatdog]

[ crap ]

[bloodaholique]

[her clothes are wet and sticking but at least Juliet doesn't feel the cold (and the dark bit is rather a given). BRB stomping through all these puddles]

[aaahhhnotouchie]

[ dfghjksdfg Robin laughs as she watches Juliet, quietly, folding her arms tightly across her middle to try and stay warm. ]

[bloodaholique]

[glances over her shoulder back at Robin and tucks some of her damp hair away from her face with a grin]

Aren't you coming?

[aaahhhnotouchie]

[ Robin follows along slowly, but she skirts around the edges of the puddles. ]

I've... I've never been much of a puddle jumper. [ Like Juliet, Robin is soaked, and she has her soggy locks scraped back away from her forehead and tucked behind her ears. ]

[getnosleep]

[He's lying on the floor, apparently unaware of how dirty and... uncomfortable that is. His laughter echoes through the shadows and the cold, forced and exhausting, like he's purposely making noise to keep ill spirits away and himself awake, laughing, laughing, laughing.]

[anynoblefire]

[standing by Sebastien's prone body, Peter casts stony, wary glances up and down the alley as if expecting an awful shadow to bear down on them at any minute. His hands are balled in to fists in his pockets and he thanks God whoever for the heavy weight of the shotgun strapped across his back]

Get up. We need to move already.

[We can't stop here. This is bat country.]

[getnosleep]

[Very little actually reaches his ears, even less earns his attention. Sebastien rolls on his side, fingers dipping into a filthy puddle reflecting the shadows of the buildings that tower about them. Ha, ha, ha continues to be exclaimed incessantly.]

[anynoblefire]

[he hadn't expected much by way of acknowledgement, no; but as was his custom he would ask three times before just carrying on regardless - niceties be damned. With his gaze still roving the street and examining every arching patch of darkness, he slowly repeats his words again:]

Get up. Get up

[afirststep]

Holy crap, this is creepy.

[Usually he doesn't mind getting lost from the rEvolution, but. Uhm. Yeah.]

EY! ANYONE OUT THERE?

[gaeilgetenor]

[ CRASHING INTO YOU FROM BEHIND ]

Oh, Jesus, sorry-! Oh my god- another person! Shit! You have to help me, I'm being chased by some crazy- crazy- [ ...... what the FUCK ] Oh hell now- how the fuck did you get over there?!

[ BACKING RIGHT UP!!! ]

[afirststep]

[Pledge cries a rather un-manly yelp with a very big jump. The crash brings another copy to pop out of his body right in front of him, maybe partially concealed behind the original Pledge from where Adam is standing.]

What the hell, man?? It's not funny to go around scaring the shit out of people like that! God! [He's just as scared shitless as he sounds! Almost enough to forget that he's probably in a lot of trouble right now. The duplicate is more than glad to answer Adam's question, hopefully to save himself and the original from said trouble.]

I've been here all along! [because clearly that's what Adam meant.] You're lucky you didn't smash into the two of us, dude.

[And now the two of them are staring at his behavior.]

[matriotism]

[ SHE LOST ADAM :'(

Gonna be shouting all over the creepy dark place. ]

Aaaaddaaam! Come here Adaaaam!

[creepinginmy]

[Much too used to these sceneries, unfortunately... Which never makes Jack feel any better about it. Cerbos, however, could not be happier. Jack (?) sniffs at the air.

There's someone around that corner. Go.]

[abattyowl]

[creepinginmy]

[You don't even go here]

[abattyowl]

[ Flaps away ]