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~Abby Mun
"I look like him?" He asked, curious. His curiosity was no act this time. "I am sorry to say that I am not your brother. My sister died a… few years ago," he lied through his teeth.
"I suppose that's what my family would have thought also...." She trailed off not remembering she was still talking to someone. How would my family know that I was alive? They saw me whipped and that was the end. No more public appearances. Maybe Nicholas found out I had escaped. "I..uh.. I am so sorry." Abby said finally when she found her words, pulling her thoughts from the more than painful memories.
The air around Abby crackled dark blue, a shade that she had never seen before as the scent of blueberries entered her noise.
"I don’t need to play your stupid game to believe what you say."
Derek couldn’t help but laugh at her angry. He loved to provoke people. “Then don’t,” he crossed his arms, his smirk growing. “But, if you want, go on and take a shot at me. I guarantee you it won’t even leave a scratch.”
Her eyes quickly narrowed as his laughter filled her ears. Maybe he was used to strong and strange magic, but the power she felt from her anger was scaring her. Not the same anger she had felt when talking to the King - no. That was indescribable.
The thin layer of air surrounding her skin changed from the crackling colors to a solid pulsing wave. This cannot be the same man I met. She shook her head in the silence.
Caterina smiled as her newest friend explained the man. “He sounds almost similar to Derek,” she beamed. “Though he isn’t really a ‘hot head’ all the time. Just to certain people,” she admitted.
"Doesn't really matter who you are." Abby continued to explain after she listened to Caterina. "Hot head just kinda fits into William's personality." She said with a laugh.
"Thanks." William said this time. Abby felt like she was becoming a broken record. Always relying on someone else. Abby wasn’t quite sure where her and William stood at the moment as to what the situation was with sleeping. Typically they didn’t have a choice but to share, which wasn’t a problem even when they were not on the best of terms but having an option changed everything.
"Again, you’re welcome. It’s what I do." She took a sip of her blood mixed drink, letting the taste fill her mouth before swallowing. "I will warn you now, that I sometimes will bring others here to…feed from. I’ll do it in privacy, but I don’t want you to be alarmed if someone you don’t know happens to be in the home."
"Well you are the only person that we know here." Abby said absently mindlessly wondering about the whole idea of 'feeding' on another, but she decided it was a rude question to ask. This woman was giving them safety and that is all that mattered for her at the moment. "I mean, we wouldn't know the difference." She tried again not doing a very good job of explaining.
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leicesterstreetbird started chasing you
Not that she had anywhere to go. Lauren just was very fond of wandering, deeply sunken in her thoughts, amazed by how physics kept the place all together. Well, she was doing said thing, until she was talked at. She turned her head towards the speaker, and smiled back, mumbling a “Good day,” while coming to a halt to continue a conversation.
"Do you think you could tell me today's date? I've been in a bit of a rush lately." While Abby wasn't lying, that wasn't exactly the reason she didn't know where she was. She always asked the same question, where she was and when she was. No matter how much it confused others, or gave Abby away she was simply curious.
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leicesterstreetbird started chasing you
Abby found herself in an almost familiar scene, which wasn't something that happened often. She recognized the streets of New York and some land marks in the distance, but they were much older than the last time she had visited. She must have landed in the city's past.
As people filled the streets her assumption was answered by a women's dress. Something that you would never find in the modern times, even if it was much more advanced from Abby's time.
"Hello." She smiled toward the women.
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declxn started chasing you
New faces, new sights, new smells. This whole place was new to Abby as she walked down the sidewalk by herself, now completely sure where she was when she felt a tap on her shoulder.
"Yes?" She asked with a tilt of her head.
"Hi Abigail, you’re a very lovely lady," Reagan told her quietly.
"Why thank you." She smiled, wondering where she had landed herself this time, and if everyone here was as nice as this boy.
"And who might you be?"
Ask me my "TOP 5" anything!
"I can tell." She said rolling her eyes.
"Charming just sounds so much better I think. Implies there is something more that just a pretty face, don’t you think?"
Reagan shrugged, “yeah. I guess,” still not quite relenting as he looked down at his feet and then looked at her. “I don’t feel very charming either though.”
"Aw I don't know about that!" Abby said with a light laugh.
"I'm Abigail by the way."
the-brooklyn-couple started chasing you
Lonny raised his hands and smiled, “No no, it’s okay, don’t worry.” He glanced around. “Are you trying to get away from someone? Are you okay?”
"Uh. N-no. No I'm not." She said with a slight stutter casting a glace behind her before making the conformation.
"Sorry about that.."
"But I want to pretty, not charming," Reagan pouted, being in one of his less than sweet moods at the moment. "It’s a very serious first world problem I’m having."
"I can tell." She said rolling her eyes.
"Charming just sounds so much better I think. Implies there is something more that just a pretty face, don't you think?"
