Who: Kayla, Xander, Jason
Where: Haven, IL
When: June 15, late afternoon
Invited: Anyone in Haven
Status: Complete
Though the drive to Haven was an easy one, and a pleasant one, thanks to the company, Kayla was more than happy to pass a sign that read Welcome to Haven , Illinois - A Touch of City in the Country. She giggled when Xander snapped off
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Lacking facilities to check the book out, she lifted it above the still-functioning scanner and taken it out, with a note that she'd checked it out, and what date. She hadn't seen any evidence that anybody was still there, but she didn't want to cause trouble, either.
As she walked around the corner, she saw Michelle greet three people coming out of a Hummer. Two men and a woman, and the woman seemed at ease. One of the men, a blond, would have been tempting had she not been taken with Syusuke, who she presumed was upstairs resting.
She quietly stood, watching the meeting go down, and made a mental note to write about it later. Bibilophile she was, but she liked the notion of recording history, and she'd probably end up being the one to do so. After all, history was what she loved.
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As she started down the stairs and Xander shifted from admiration to professional distance and study, he knew why. Even without the Glock secured on her hip, Michelle's movements and attitude spoke of confidence, calm, and strength.
She moved like a warrior. Xander was plenty familiar with warriors. Something of her reminded him of Faith, and that brought an odd pang of familiarity and nostalgia.
He gave her a friendly smile and extended his hand, "Xander Harris. And my companions are the lovely Dr. Kayla Thornton and Jason Schuyler. Pleased to meet you."
(Very, very, pleased,) his brain silently leered.
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Beyond the house, Jason also noticed another woman observing the proceedings. She seemed content to watch from afar. He wondered why. After so many weeks of being alone, why would anyone choose to stay separate like that? He really didn't understand the appeal of the lone wolf.
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Yeah, definitely the way to attract attention, she noted as several of the new folk suddenly noticed she was there.
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Violet had been riding her motorcycle for a couple of hours. She had rode out of Bushvale on a “borrowed” motorcycle, with only a back pack of foods, and her cd walkman and three cd’s and a bottle of water and saddle bags with clothes in it. Who knew what she may find in Haven. She just thought that maybe, just maybe there would be more people there. She had left nearly everything behind in Bushvale.
She saw the “Welcome to Haven , Illinois - A Touch of City in the Country” sign, and she couldn’t hide the grin.
As She drove into town, she stopped a couple of blocks from where she saw a group of people gathered around a house. She wondered if she should say anything. She chose to stand there,and watch, to see if anyone noticed her. A loner by habit and need, she didn’t want to draw attention, unless someone noticed her. She saw men, women and kids and she almost smiled.
Maybe, just maybe, she could finally find a family of her own to take care of. For now, she would watch, unless someone spoke to her
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There was a young brunette on a motorcycle watching them from a couple of blocks away. Michelle observed her for a moment, then walked back down the steps from the front porch. She waved a greeting, then began walking toward the stranger wondering if the woman would flee if approached.
Only one way to find out. Michelle continued her steady approach.
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"Hello," Michelle said. "Welcome to Haven, Illinois. I'm Michelle Webster. I live in that house back there," she added, pointing at the huge old Victorian behind her. "Along with several other people."
"We've also just met two other groups. We were expecting one group, but not the other. You're welcome to join us, if you like. We promise not to bite."
Michelle grinned mischeviously. "Well, you know, unless you like that sort of thing."
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