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Oct 06, 2008 06:10PM

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Stephen stopped and morphed back to human. He leaned against a tree and tried to keep his breathing steady.
"Kay" he said in between breaths
"Kay" he said in between breaths
"Fine." he said and phased back. He chased after an elk and caught it. He prayed before making a meal of it. Once he phased back he said,
"Sorry, did you want any of that?"
"Sorry, did you want any of that?"

((hey...idk what to do next))
Stephen woke up in a daze. He blinked his eyes a few times and saw Violet, sitting motionlessly. He sighed and streched.
Stephen woke up in a daze. He blinked his eyes a few times and saw Violet, sitting motionlessly. He sighed and streched.

Stephen ran at full speed, then phased. This journey had made him phase more times than he usually did.
Stephen quickly phased back and took out his crucifiz and rosary beads. He was trying to play the role of a harmless priest, to cover up for being a blood-thirsty werewolf.

Stephen sat in the corner with his arms crossed. The only languages he knew were English, Hebrew, and Russian.
Clara walked into the woods, and saw a set of human-shaped footprints, and next to it...wolf footprints? Ah. Violet and Stephen. Where could they have gone? Clara frowned, and made a split-second decision. She would follow them
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10 minutes later, Clara had backed a very small back-pack with food, a blanket, a dagger, and was holding her bow. Good thing I took archery lessons, she thought. She started following the tracks at a jog, figuring that they had gone REALLY fast. She would travel all night and day.
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She stopped, and slumped on the ground the next night. She had just realized the magnitude of the seriousness of what she was doing. Running away from home to follow mythical creatures? Not the brightest decision she had ever made. Clara blinked, and realized she was REALLY tired. She curled up on the ground with her blanked, and fell asleep.
She woke up by the sound of a growl. She opened her eyes veeeeery slowly. Shoot. Why had it had to happen to her? A giant bear was standing over her. She played dead. The bear growled again. What could she do? Her elbow nudged something, and she remembered her bow. Good thing she slept with it strung. Keeping her eyes closed, Clara planned out her move, wishing she wasn't a human. She moved her fingers extremely slowly, and edged toward her arrows. The bear growled. What was she thinking? She had never shot something living before! But she had no choice. The bear wasn't leaving. Clara bit her lip. She would hate to kill it. She realized she could just shoot it's leg. Then she'd be okay. In one swift move, she shot up from the ground, aimed her arrow, and fired before the bear could respond. Clara was lucky; she had shot only it's leg. She snatched up her stuff, and ran for it. Once she was far enough away, she put all her stuff back in her bag, and prepared for the rest of her journey. She was starting to wish she had stayed at home. She was following something that she had seen only in her dreams until recently.
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The next morning, after a full other day and night of jogging, she came across a village. It looked old-fashioned.
Dirty, exhausted, and hungry, she slumped to the dirt.
((Okay, I know that this is in the future for your characters, but pretend it isn't... just go along with it please!!! Your characters would be there like 2 days before Clara, but pretend that....I don't know... act like it's normal or something...))
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10 minutes later, Clara had backed a very small back-pack with food, a blanket, a dagger, and was holding her bow. Good thing I took archery lessons, she thought. She started following the tracks at a jog, figuring that they had gone REALLY fast. She would travel all night and day.
____
She stopped, and slumped on the ground the next night. She had just realized the magnitude of the seriousness of what she was doing. Running away from home to follow mythical creatures? Not the brightest decision she had ever made. Clara blinked, and realized she was REALLY tired. She curled up on the ground with her blanked, and fell asleep.
She woke up by the sound of a growl. She opened her eyes veeeeery slowly. Shoot. Why had it had to happen to her? A giant bear was standing over her. She played dead. The bear growled again. What could she do? Her elbow nudged something, and she remembered her bow. Good thing she slept with it strung. Keeping her eyes closed, Clara planned out her move, wishing she wasn't a human. She moved her fingers extremely slowly, and edged toward her arrows. The bear growled. What was she thinking? She had never shot something living before! But she had no choice. The bear wasn't leaving. Clara bit her lip. She would hate to kill it. She realized she could just shoot it's leg. Then she'd be okay. In one swift move, she shot up from the ground, aimed her arrow, and fired before the bear could respond. Clara was lucky; she had shot only it's leg. She snatched up her stuff, and ran for it. Once she was far enough away, she put all her stuff back in her bag, and prepared for the rest of her journey. She was starting to wish she had stayed at home. She was following something that she had seen only in her dreams until recently.
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The next morning, after a full other day and night of jogging, she came across a village. It looked old-fashioned.
Dirty, exhausted, and hungry, she slumped to the dirt.
((Okay, I know that this is in the future for your characters, but pretend it isn't... just go along with it please!!! Your characters would be there like 2 days before Clara, but pretend that....I don't know... act like it's normal or something...))

Stephen walked into the hut that Violet had walked in to. He saw Clara on a bed.
"Didn't know she would come this far to see us..." he said
"Didn't know she would come this far to see us..." he said

He put a hand on her shoulder,
"We'll find the sword of 'whatnot' and save Clara, and our lives." he said
"We'll find the sword of 'whatnot' and save Clara, and our lives." he said

Violet looked up at him. "You seriously believe if we find the sword of despair they won't kill us?" she asked in disbelief.

Violet closed her eyes, then looked at Clara.
Stephen left the hut and walked around. HE sighed and looked at all the small shops that reminded him of the 18th Century. HE walked into an antique shop.


Stephen ignored the glares and reached into his pocket just in case. His eyes widened as he realized he had dropped his rosary beads somewhere in the forest. He cursed under his breath and left the store quickly.

"Really? Whatever, I lost my rosary beads in the forest." he said and muttered something under his breath.
Stephen stuck his hadns in his pockets and walked off to the forest. He leaned on the first tree he saw.

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