| Saturday: February 16, 2008 |
[November 18, 2009 @ 5:29pm] |
Who: Kelchek and Susie
When: Morning
Where: Kelchek's Water Bungalow
What: A morning check up.
Kelchek had given up on staying in bed just a few minutes before the first rays of the sun made their appearance for the day. He watched the sun slowly rise over the horizon revealing a light blanket of snow that covered his new residence and decided against a morning jog when he realized that it it was everywhere. Cold tempuratures had never bothered him, but snow had a strange way of always penetrating his natural barrier of warmth whenever it got into his shoes. I'll have to find somewhere to get a pair of boots soon, he thought to himself not looking forward to the snow staying for much longer. and herbs. Definitely herbs. He knew that there was more then likely chance of a running nose or sore throat that would need soothing. But nothing major. He knew the consequences of revealing his healing magics to others all to well. Having nothing better to do he started to search though his loft style bungalow to take a mental stock of everything that he had, and to find everything that he would need to get.
He found a small pad of paper along with a pen on the end table in the living room. Living Room He wrote on the pad revealing his elven elegance. He slowly scanned the room, pointing to each item in it with his pen. "Candles" he said aloud as he wrote it on the list. Finding nothing else of need he moved in to the kitchen. He placed the pad on the counter and grabbed an orange from the basket of fruit on the counter. FOOD He wrote in big letters under the kitchen section after going though the cupboards and fridge, which were mostly empty. He had the basic utensils for cooking, and to his surprise some mint leaves. He grabbed out a small pan and filled it with water to heat for a mint tea.
He moved on into the bed room and reached under his pillow for the little black book. "Right where I left you." He whispered softly opening the book to the section entitled herbs. He carefully chose the ones that he knew he needed for the most common of healings, nothing that would give away his knowledge or lead one to think that he was a healer. Placing the book back under his pillow he looked at the end table that he had avoided looking at until now. Picture Frame. He took a deep breath and centered himself before he could write the last item on his list. He still held to much pain for his loss of Matt. He sat there for a few minutes just staring at his list forcing himself not to lose it again, completely forgetting about the water that was sure to be boiling by now.
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| Saturday: February 16, 2008 |
[November 18, 2009 @ 3:24pm] |
Who: Theora and Elliot
When: Afternoon
Where: Elliot's forest cottage
What: Thanking Elliot in person for the flowers
[saved!]
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| Day Announcement |
[November 17, 2009 @ 9:18am] |
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Saturday: February 16, 2008
- Sunrise: 6:31 AM
- Sunset: 5:11 PM
Notable Events:
Weather Report:
There's a drastic change in weather today as Elysium wakes up to a blanket of white after some light snow during the middle of the night. The early part of the morning is overcast while the rest of the day is just cloudy. Snow will start to fall again around 8:30 PM. Heavy winds (11 - 20 mph) are also blowing in from the North and Northwest all day. Extreme gusts of 35 mph will blow through the haven from noon to 1 PM. Make sure to bundle up out there today!
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| Friday: February 15, 2008 |
[November 16, 2009 @ 6:50pm] |
Who: James and Kalchek
When: Late Afternoon
Where: Helicharis area
What: Guess some of the young ones must be grumpy today :(
James wasn’t claiming to be some sort of social butterfly. However, the therianthrope had seemed to vanish after the group altercation with Dante. Not because he was afraid to go out or anything, he just only went out when he couldn’t get his dad to do the shopping anymore. On the downside, he wasn’t making new friends. On the upside, he was starting to get along with his father. Instead of ignoring him by staying upstairs and having silent dinners, James stayed downstairs and tried hard to find common ground.
But of course, they still had those sour moments and fights that actually led James feeling inspired to get fresh air. Today was one of those days. Leaving to go no place in particular, James set out to let the cool air ease his hot head. Of course, along with him came his pack of cigarettes and his favorite lighter which only sparked now when he lit it. "It figures." No, it wasn't his first cigarette at all. He was probably on about his fourth and only about twenty or so minutes into his walk, roaming around in zig zags and other various unstable patterns.
Not realizing it was more than likely he could refill his zippo lighter, he threw his lighter into the distance with a numerous amount of curse words attached. R.I.P lighter.
There was a few minutes of silence and James began to run off towards where he threw the lighter. How idiotic. James was attached to that thing like a kid to a teddy bear or blanket. It was like finding a needle in a haystack and luck seemed to not be in his favor. Right when he saw the a glint that he was certain was his lighter, James ran head on into someone. They were pretty solid in comparison to himself, so he fell back a little. Thanks to the run in, he didn't see the lighter anymore.
"Hey great. Thanks a lot! 'Cus of you I lost sight of my lighter!" False accusation to the max, but it just came out.
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| Friday: February 15, 2008 |
[November 14, 2009 @ 4:05pm] |
Who: Susie and Lysander
When: Late afternoon/early evening
Where: Freshwater Lake
What: Seeing a familiar face.
It seemed to Susie that it got dark very early these days. The sun was into its decline but the day’s riding had left her sore and aching. Nothing for it but to go for a swim. Soaking in the water always made things better. So she made a quick retreat to the lake.
She didn’t intend to go far. It wasn’t the day for fainting or desperate rescues. She simply stuck close to the shore, finding a steeper drop off where she could enjoy the sensation of the eddies as the water hit land. As it was quite pleasant, she swam through it a few times before dropping off into a lull. It was nice to simply float and allow the sunbeams to reflect off her scales. She flipped back and splashed to create more rainbows of light.
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| Friday: February 15, 2008 |
[November 11, 2009 @ 12:49pm] |
Who: Marley and Adam
When: Afternoon
Where: Mausoleum area
What: An elemental has to deal with a firecracker
Marley was mentally beating herself up for not helping out with searching for the missing ladies. But at the same time her constant mood swings and on edge behavior wasn't exactly helpful behavior for looking for two people in a more than dangerous situation. With the way her outbursts of negative emotions were these days, she probably would do more harm than good by defying orders. She'd probably think she could go off on her own, only to get herself in trouble. So yeah, a lone walk towards where the dead rested was just what she needed.
She couldn't understand being pissed off for no reason. Maybe she needed to get our more, maybe it was the weather...or maybe she needed to talk about it. The empath realized she hadn't been keeping in touch with her friends. But then again, why burden friends with personal crap you can't quite explain? Yeah and she most certainly wasn't going to talk about how she felt to a stranger.
The longer her mind chatted with itself about how annoyed, flustered and lost she felt, the more pissed off and annoyed her general stance became. Marley's breathing was very offbeat, her fists were clenched and her eyes were narrowed as if she were looking for someone or something.
When she suddenly bumped into someone, instead of saying sorry or moving on, she pushed them. Marley normally would have looked at her oddly colored converse shoes and apologized before walking away. But this time not only did she push the stranger again, but she proceeded to yell at them.
"Right because it's so easy to bump into someone on a road that's like a bazillion feet wide!"
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| Friday: February 15, 2008 |
[November 09, 2009 @ 8:36pm] |
Who: Adam and Jordan
When: Mid-morning
Where: The farm where Adam lives.
What: A second meeting for a djinni and elemental.
Adam heard about the search parties and the missing girls, but he put all of that business out of his mind. Though he knew his family was involved, he had only gone to talk about it with Constance. Adam remained firm in his decision to stay out of their affairs. He was watching over his farm, which was the main focus of his new life. The farm itself wasn’t huge by any standards, but it was of a well size. He planted a number of cold weather crops in hopes they would grow well for the season. Spring was just around the corner, but it had not yet arrived on their doorstep.
Today, he was outside checking the seedlings as they sprouted higher from the soil. Lettuce, cauliflower, potatoes, garlic, broccoli, and cabbage were among some of the types of plants in his fields. Living away from the city had its advantages. He could walk outside like this and roam over a large tract of land without seeing another living being like himself, only the plants and trees that whispered and talked to him. Some were still in hibernation, sleeping away the cold season. Others were awake and rather chipper or sleepy. As an earth elemental, he could hear their voices and communicate with them. It was one of the perks that made farming a good lifestyle choice for him.
However, the welcoming quiet of the farm didn’t mean he would spend today alone. People did venture this way on occasion, especially if the town life became overwhelming for them. His farm was close to one of the roads, and spotting him in the field would be easy for even the untrained eye.
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| Friday: February 15, 2008 |
[November 09, 2009 @ 1:28am] |
Who: Zach, Nico, Dante, Dione, and Adrienne
When: Early Evening
Where: A cave near the western edge of the haven.
What: Zach and Nico wander off from the search party and find trouble.
Zach sat on the ground a little ways off from the fire, staring off into nowhere. He heard the crackle and pop of the flames eating up the twigs and the dead branches and the quiet murmur of conversation from other people in the group. It served as background noise for his troubled thoughts. He felt useless just sitting here, resting when they should be searching for Adrienne . . . and Dione. He almost forgot about the other girl in the midst of it all, but he wasn’t really trying to rescue her. Adrienne was his main priority. If they were able to take Dante out of the picture, Dione would be safe as well.
Zach already ate, a small helping but enough to keep him going. No one would miss him if he got up and looked around the area while everyone else was still taking their break. However, slipping away by himself wasn’t going to be easy. Glancing over to look at his best friend, Zach knew Nico would want to come with him if he got up to do more searching. There was no way in hell Nico would let him go alone. It wasn’t that bad, Zach reasoned, having your best friend want to come with you. Some people didn’t have best friends to care for them at all.
“You feel like doing more exploring?” Zach asked, reaching up to scratch the side of his head. His hair was itching. It had been a day or two since he last washed it. “I’m getting anxious just sitting here.”
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| Friday: February 15, 2008 |
[November 06, 2009 @ 10:33pm] |
Who: Lysander and Xanthus
When: Morning has broken
Where: A grove of trees outside Helicharis
What: Sullen teenage boys are difficult to deal with
It had almost felt like he'd never slept. Mostly because he hadn't - he couldn't sleep after his conversation with Korrace and he hadn't slept much prior to that, the slide from unconsciousness to that middle state happening not too long after his body became immovable with sleep. His limbs felt incredibly heavy as he stared, body slumped on the ground and his arms folded under his head over a large boulder, at the dying embers of the fire.
He couldn't remember learning how much brush it took to keep a fire burning through the night. There wasn't a calculation for it. He just knew how much to gather, could adjust automatically if it was a windy night or a cool night or if he'd be leaving before daylight broke. It was natural. It was natural to Xanthus, it was natural to every centaur he ever met, he was sure. It was natural. They just knew.
Lysander blinked, mouth a thin, empty line. He had spent hours trying to find what he was looking for, some extra spark, some... something. He just couldn't find it, not matter how hard he searched inside of himself. Quite a bit past frustration, he simply stared out ahead of him in melancholy blankness, watching the flames flicker low.
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| Friday: February 15, 2008 |
[November 06, 2009 @ 4:30pm] |
Who: Susie and Elliot
When: Late morning/early afternoon
Where: Art and Trade Enclave
What: A little bit of music...and maybe some dancing.
She just needed to get away. Worry over the missing women compounded now that she had friends out there looking for them. Susie didn’t want anyone to get hurt – couldn’t contemplate losing anyone else. While she felt the pull of the water, she couldn’t bring herself to go for a swim today. The lake here had become associated with all kinds of emotions and experiences. And she didn’t want to think. She wanted to escape.( Read more )
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| Friday: February 15, 2008 |
[November 04, 2009 @ 8:53pm] |
Who: Lysander harsi Herrenlaia and... well. A star.
When: A frozen moment in time, just barely passing as early morning
Where: A combination of Lysander and the star's memory
What: The Kytherion tries to get some outside perspective on Theora's intuition. Really far outside.
( I just miss when this was... wasn't what it is now. )
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| Day Announcement |
[November 04, 2009 @ 12:08am] |
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Friday: February 15, 2008
- Sunrise: 6:32 AM
- Sunset: 5:10 PM
Notable Events:
Weather Report:
The skies are clear all day, but clouds will obscure the sky at night. The afternoon will see the warmest part of the day with a temperature of 52°F. The low will reach 21°F during the early morning hours, and the average temperature today stays steady around 36°F. The humidity is high, and a mild wind will come from the southeast during the early afternoon. The moon is six days away from being full.
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| Thursday: February 14, 2008 |
[October 31, 2009 @ 1:16am] |
Who: Open to Some (Characters must be strong to accompany this group.)
When: All Day
Where: Outside of Elysium, beyond the mountain range in unsafe lands.
What: The rest of the search party checks outside of Elysium for Dante.
OOC: Post multiple threads, leave them open for others to join, or set your character up with someone in particular! Just have fun and use your imagination! Clues, discoveries, and more are up to you!
While half of the search party split into smaller groups and checked the inside of Elysium’s borders, there was another group that needed to scale the dangerous lands outside of the safe haven. It was probable that Dante Donovan had taken the route out of Elysium and sought to get as far away from the haven as possible. In truth, it was the only way the werewolf would escape the law, so it seemed a viable option to pursue. Only strong praeternaturals and humans with useful physical or magical abilities were allowed to accompany this group because of the dangers of traveling beyond the haven in a diseased and radiated wasteland.
Though the view from within Elysium must have been a beautiful sight to behold, there appeared a dull fiery hue to the sky and the land beyond the borders. Many of the plants were withered, and the ground seemed muddy and ran unbridled in all directions. Past the mountains, there existed few places to hide in the open terrain. Perhaps the only true place for shelter was a large forest in the distance, but searching the forest would take days upon days of travel and lost time. It was unlikely they would ever find the werewolf and his captives if Dante fled to the forest.
Still, a false trail might have been set up to trick them and let them believe Dante had taken this direction. Any clue was a clue to being one step closer to the madman, and the party would search until they were successful.
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| Thursday: February 14, 2008 |
[October 31, 2009 @ 1:25am] |
Who: Open to Everyone
When: All Day
Where: The edge of Elysium, near the mountains.
What: Some of the search party checks inside Elysium’s borders for Dante.
OOC: Post multiple threads, leave them open for others to join, or set your character up with someone in particular! Just have fun and use your imagination! Clues, discoveries, and more are up to you!
Despite their reasons for being at the edge of Elysium, the edge of the land was a beautiful place to behold. Mountains rose high into atmosphere, shadowy blue in the distance and snow-tipped at the peaks. Endless caves burrowed into the mountains, though most of them were occupied by the dwarves and their little kingdom apart from most of Elysium. Not only could Dante not hide with the dwarves, for they had been warned of his possible presence at the borders, but the search party could gleam information of local happenings from the dwarves.
It was unlikely they would find Dante today, but the werewolf had to have left a trail due to traveling. There was no way he could not be traced, not when he was being followed by trained guards, eager citizens, and other praeternaturals with senses to combat Dante’s own. Taking the two women with him had been a terrible mistake, and the search party was determined first and foremost to rescue Dante’s captives and to take Dante—dead or alive, the announcement said—back to Helicharis.
Now, it was simply up to them to pick up a trail and discover the location of Dante Donovan, Adrienne Conté, and Dione Castel.
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| Thursday: February 14, 2008 |
[October 29, 2009 @ 12:50am] |
Who: Mitsuko and Logan (Narrative)
When: Night
Where: Kamiyama-Nagamori-Jung cottage
What: Mama-Mitsuko is NOT happy
Mitsuko had left Midori's at dawn and spent the rest of the day continuing her search for Adrienne. Her leg hurt from where it had been mauled by the todd. She hadn't given it proper time to heal before running on it once again.
She hadn't found Adrienne. As much as she wanted to continue looking for her friend, she knew she couldn't leave Logan and the twins for another night. She'd already been gone nearly two.
When she arrived home, she was greeted by a very enthusiastic hug from her brother. Logan wasn't normally extremely affectionate, but his worry for his sister outweighed any discomfort he had. Mitsuko gave Logan a pat on the head in response before limping towards the stairs.
"What happened?" Logan asked softly, noticing the injury affecting her movements.
"Just a fox," Mitsuko replied. "It's not bad. Just stings a bit."
( Are the twins asleep? )
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| Thursday: February 14, 2008 |
[October 28, 2009 @ 6:14pm] |
Who: Chris, Hayate & Ralph
When: Night
Where: Hayate's place
What: Going to hell in a handbasket of bad deeds and bad choices
Warnings: Mature sexual content w/three people (eventually) and one is a teenager, jsyk.
Ralph crossed his arms over his chest. He was trying to lock warmth inside his coat. The days were easy to bear, but the nights were freezing. He walked steadily on a dirt road. Ralph counted his steps. He was on two hundred and seventy-three when the menial task bored him. He stopped counting. Ralph thought on the reason why he was out tonight. The path led to the address on the slip of paper in his pocket. Paper given to him by Hayate last night.
What had he agreed to? Ralph never did anything like this before. Just thinking about it was bizarre. He said yes though. Turning back on his word now wasn’t right. How is this right? Ralph thought. He frowned. It wasn’t wrong if everyone agreed. Morally ambiguous. Ralph liked to look at it that way.
Was what he tried to do last night right? It wasn’t any different. Ralph had moral lines. He did. The problem was figuring out where they began, and where they ended.
He noticed the lights of the cottage. Ralph walked up to Hayate’s home. His hair had fallen into his face so he raked it back using his hand. He knocked and held his breath. Morally ambiguous. He could do this.
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| Thursday: February 14, 2008 |
[October 28, 2009 @ 3:04am] |
Who: Loki [Narrative]
When: Mid-day
Where: Landing in The Bahamas.
What: Loki discovers the horrible truth of what’s happened to the haven across the world.
When Loki spotted land on the horizon, his face swelled into a smile—no, a grin—of victory. He hollered out to his crew to prepare for landing the ship and shouted out that land was ahead on the horizon. He slid down from his post and landed hard against the wooden planks of the deck, breaking into a run across the ship. “Land is ahead, mates! Let’s land this baby!” He clapped hands with Theo and dashed to the edge of the ship’s bow as far as his feet could take him.
Holding onto the ropes of the sail, Loki leaned himself over the edge as he gazed outward. It was a beautiful sight, and closer they drew to the island. Through the fog came a clearer picture to the captain and his crew. Though he expected green hills, Loki saw a blackened stretch of scorched land. It extended as far as the eye could see, covering the once green hills with charcoal ash. The grin slowly fell from Loki’s face. This was once his home, but all he saw was a wasteland awaiting him upon the shore.
Time passed as they came closer to the island, and the tone of the crew had become somber as everyone stared ahead in silence. Eventually, the ship docked on the one piece of land not burnt to the ground: a fine stretch of pearly white sand with unmarred docks, the only man-made thing still standing ashore.
( Loki took the first step off of the ship, his boot landing first upon the sand. )
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| February 14, 2008 |
[October 27, 2009 @ 12:10am] |
Who: Logan, Chris and Charlie
When: Afternoon
Where: Their cottage
What: Fending for themselves while Mitsuko is away
Logan was up in his room studying. While he had not begun his lessons with Sascha yet, he had been given several books to read in preparation.
This was easier said than done, at least at the moment. Logan was preoccupied. He knew about the escape of Dante Donovan. About how he'd taken two girls-- Adrienne, Mitsuko seemed to believe. Then Mitsuko had gone out to find her friend.
Dante had been the one who killed Kaiya. That was what the rumour was. For months, he'd thought it'd been Hayate, but now... And he had Adrienne. Mitsuko and Zach were out trying to find her.
Logan had wanted to go with. He wanted to help. Wanted to make sure his friends were okay. Mitsuko refused to let him go. Said he had to stay at home. That she would get into trouble by the Council if she let him come and they could take him, Chris and Charlie away.
Logan felt he was an adult. He was very nearly eighteen. But the idea that Charlie and Chris could be taken away stopped him. Now that they were there, he didn't want them leaving.
After nearly an hour of pretending to read the book in his hands, Logan tossed it aside. He went down the two flights of stairs to the living room, to see if there was any news. Maybe Mitsuko had returned while he was trying to study. The person he found in the living room was very blonde and definitely not his sister.
Logan sighed deeply. "Mitsuko hasn't come back," He ruffled his hair with his hand. "Maybe they found Adrienne and she went to Irei's. She does do that sometimes." He'd not talked to Charlie and Chris about Mitsuko's relationship with the necromancer, but they surely knew she hadn't spent every night at their cottage since they'd moved in.
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| February 14, 2008 |
[October 25, 2009 @ 11:56pm] |
Who: Mitsuko and Midori (narrative)
When: Very early morning
Where: Near the forest cottages
What: Mitsuko searches for her friend, gets into trouble and has a surprising moment.
There were only bits and pieces of information. The Council was playing things pretty close to the chest. The only thing Mitsuko knew was that Dante had taken two women hostage. She knew of Dante's interest in Adrienne. And her friend was not at her home.
Mitsuko had not formally volunteered for a search party. She suspected as a young woman with three teenagers in her charge, she'd be rebuked, that it was too dangerous for someone with such responsibilities. And she couldn't say she was at all comfortable with the Council still.
Besides, Mitsuko was a hunter. She was better at searching on her own, in her animal form. If she was in a 'search party', she would be slowed down.
The small white fox stopped and let out a small growl. She was tired-- she'd been at this for nearly a day. Her body ached and she was just getting confused. So many people were out searching for Dante and the kidnapped girls that her nose was clogged with the scents of so many people.
But she couldn't give up. Not when her friend was out there. She had told herself she wasn't going to lose anyone else she cared about. If that meant she had to push herself, she was going to do it. She continued on, deeper into the trees.
She was weary and her nose was close to the ground. So focused, she didn't notice the large creature leap at her.
( You territorial bastard! )
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| Thursday: February 14, 2008 |
[October 25, 2009 @ 5:53pm] |
Who: Kelckek, Theora, and Open
When: Morning,
Where: Water Bungalows
What: A very eventful Birthday... Maybe...
The early sun filled the room with the graceful pinks and yellows of morning as Kelchek opened his eyes to the new day. "Hhuhhh." He sighed with relief, thankful to have woken up. His muscles still ached as Zane said they would, but he managed to sit up with little trouble. He was definitely a sight for sore eyes with his short brown hair all a mess, his facial hair wild and scruffy, and his body hunched over in discomfort. At least he was no longer tired, although he was sure he looked it as he nearly fell off of the full sized bed in an attempt to straighten his posture. He had never liked slouching, or the awkwardness that came with this pain. Grace and poise had always been a part of him.
He slowly scanned the room. So this is my room... He hardly believed himself. My house. Lost in his thoughts he sat there dazed, trying to find something that seemed even vaguely like his, something that felt like home. He found nothing. This room was no more his than anyones. He turned his head away from the foreign room and back to the pillow, his pillow? He eyes caught sight of a small note left on the end table.
"BED REST"
"Whatever." Kelchek scoffed, unsure whether or not to take it seriously. Zane had been more than helpful and kind, but he always viewed "doctor" as an acquired taste. A taste that he hadn't acquired. Let's see how well this works. He slowly placed his feet firmly against the chilled wooden floor and applied enough pressure to test his knees for stability. So far so good. He managed to stand, but left one hand on the bed for support. Taking his first few steps was a little bit more than shaky, but it soon became easier.
( He wanted to leave this unfamiliar place, leave and run back home to his small apartment in New York. )
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