You know what? Only one that I have in mind can come in.
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Thread Topic: You know what? Only one that I have in mind can come in.
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I smiled. "So, should we begin our trip?" I thought for a minute, then looked at Tatyana. "Where are we going?"
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"Well, how many of us are there? We can't possibly be able to fit so many in here. We need to find a house for them to live comfortably in."
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"For now, this would be fine, wouldn't it? Then we can find a place to live later once we have acquired more people and area."
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Airo eagerly hopped into the RV, his eyes searching the entire place. Finally, something he truly understood! Clara skeptically climbed in, and I stepped in cautiously, pulling a can of soda out of the mini fridge and sipping it slowly on a seat.
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I copied Gabrielle. "So we should figure out which direction to go first.And Ideas?" I looked around at them. I focused on Clara. "You know of any others who are hiding their powers from White Suits?"
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"Um...the barman?" she said, hopping into the RV. "And that other little girl. Priss or something."
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"Where are they?" I asked her, sitting down.
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"The barman is probably at, well, the bar, and the girl is just...I don't know. She's sporadic. She tends to...um...teleport."
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"Well, let's go to the bar, and the girl . . . We'll find her when and where we find her. Do you know - is there any way of contacting her while she's teleporting? I don't know, sonic morse code, or something?"
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(Sonic morse code XD)
"Not that I know of," Clara frowned. "You should ask Gabrielle. They are cousins, after all." -
I look at Gabrielle. "You two are cousins?So she'd trust you if we showed up in her regular haunting grounds?" When she nodded I began to wonder just how we are going to figure out which place she'd go to.And this barman. He is older than us, which means he may not like having us as rulers.I can compel him if I need to though."Lets go get the barman."
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Airo starts the RV and we shoot off, him whooping loudly. Despite myself, I can't help envying his obvious contentment. I want to be at ease with whatever power I have, but I probably have to discover it first.
That will all come in time. I stick my head out of the window and the breeze rips through my hair, wild and free. -
(My character is so dramatic, I apologize for the cringe)
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We returned to the area where the bar was, and now that we knew the way, we had no trouble finding it. We walked in, and saw who we suspeected to be him, serving drinks.
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"What do you want?" he asked, gruffly, handing a tattooed man a beer.
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