Open FTF//Jan. 22nd
*Karter had been walking through Storm Woods for a good long while, enjoying the quiet of the woods as he walked the trails on his own. Well, technically he wasn’t completely alone: he had the company of a ghost at the moment. However, upon hearing a twig snap behind him, the 19 year old with mediumship spun around as he clicked his flashlight on. Seeing a familiar face, the 19 year old gave a smile.* What brought you here?
[Being back in Mission Bay, and surrounded by old friends due to their mass exodus for Madison’s wedding, Nick couldn’t help his overwhelming nostalgia. It took him everywhere, leading the way back to all of his old favorite places, and even though both him and Jeff had stayed close to the town for a reason, seeing these places and knowing that his friends were about changed the feel of everything. Before he even knew where his feet were taking him, Nick found himself in the woods with a light shining in his face. Blinking against the sudden brightness, the twenty-three year old grinned at the boy in front of him, happy at the coincidence.] I could ask you the same question, Go-Karter. Mostly I was just feeling nostalgic.
[*Noticing that his new companion was his old friend, Nick Duval, Karter clicked the flashlight off. Giving a slight chuckle at Nick's reply, Karter gave a motion to the ghost at his side.*] Nice to see you again Agent 3. I was walking around Mission Bay, trying to see where my memories would take me. [*Gesturing for Nick and the ghost to follow him, Karter began laughing at an old memory.*] Do you remember that game of Ghosts in the Graveyard we played here when I was 13?
