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I remember back in the old RP group how we had a few scattered characters from the 21st century interacting with the characters from the past and none of us like ever questioned it or mentioned how these people were more than a century apart.

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lunaxwolf replied to your post:-

i freaking hit sent AND YOU ANSWERED MY QUESTION INSTANTLY WITHOUT EVEN SEEING IT. fucking hell

I'm just dat good.

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Don't Tell Them || Luna & Daniel

Daniel Chase needed a break.  He'd been cooped up in that Safehouse for two days. It was time for a break and a little fresh air. He didn't hate his home, nor the people in it, but sometimes he liked a little time by himself to think without the pressure of another presence.  One especially.  As he made his way down 34th Street, his jeans tucked into his boots, hiding the hilt of his favorite dagger, Daniel couldn't help but feel relieved already. It was a nice day outside, and the air was about as fresh as New York air could be. Daniel took a deep breath in and held it for a moment before breathing it out in a long sigh. The last few weeks had been very difficult, not just for him, but for all of the others at the Safehouse. An Archdemon had appeared in the city, and, though they'd managed to kill him, Daniel knew the truth - this wasn't the end. It was only a matter of time before another appeared; before another Archdemon threatened his city and the ones he cared for.  They crowded this city, as if they were drawn here. What are you thinking? Daniel's inner voice spoke up. Of course they're drawn here. And you know by what - or, rather, who. They want her - He wants her - and there's nothing you - His inner monologue was suddenly cut short as he ran, head first, into someone. He stayed upright, though was thrown slightly off balance. "Watch where you're walking," he snapped without thinking.