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Aug 30, 2009 00:02

[ She had circled the entire town once already. Or at least she figured that she must have; that was the only explanation she had for suddenly finding herself at the driveway of her house after she'd been traveling in only one direction from it for some time -- that direction being away from her new prison cell. When she passed her house the second ( Read more... )

detective chane, will force this to make sense, !mayfield, i do not like mayfield, roads on infinite loop!

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cursed_as_hell August 30 2009, 08:22:59 UTC

*Aldrick was sitting on a bench as she walked by. He was feeding the ducks.*

It doesn't make a lot of sense, does it?

stabs_trains August 31 2009, 00:08:58 UTC

[ Chane paused in her gait as she found herself being addressed. By someone she didn't recognize, no less. Drawing the notebook to her chest, she stared at him warily for a moment, then shook her head slowly. The question seemed harmless enough. ]

cursed_as_hell August 31 2009, 08:59:41 UTC

Are you new around here?

stabs_trains August 31 2009, 17:37:38 UTC

[ She wondered what constituted as being new. It had been about a week since she arrived, to her knowledge, although many aspects of this world tried to convince her otherwise. But there were others who seemed to have been here much longer.

She gave an uneasy nod of her head. Perhaps this man had answers for her. ]

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bell_bound August 30 2009, 14:03:21 UTC

[Sitting on a wall.]

Looking for something?

stabs_trains August 31 2009, 00:16:57 UTC

[ ... she comes to a total halt, staring at Mogget blankly. It was a charming cat, but...

...My nerves must be getting to my head. ]

bell_bound August 31 2009, 00:21:05 UTC

[He's used to this reaction.]

This is the second time I have seen you walk down this street. Are you looking for something?

stabs_trains August 31 2009, 01:01:44 UTC

[ She wasn't dreaming this up. Her hand flies to the knife handle in her apron pocket immediately, and within seconds the tip is pointed towards the cat, although she isn't in striking distance.

This world was filled with strange things that she didn't understand, and she was just about fed up with it. Chane gives him a steely, questioning stare. ]

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