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Tweak says, "We're all going to die!"

Renesmee Carlie Cullen (feistyhybrid) wrote in arcanecitylogs,
@ 2022-11-04 17:51:00

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! player: steve, renesmee cullen (feistyhybrid)

Who: Renesmee and open
What: Bored and hoping for a great night out
Where: Home, possibly moving elsewhere
When: Now
Status: Open
Rating: Family friendly (for now at least)

Renesmee killed the TV, having found nothing good to watch no matter how many times she had cycled through the channels.

She was bored. Dead bored. Which was ironic for someone who was half undead. She hadn't actually been anywhere since she had arrived, and she was starting to get cabin fever.

She needed to get out. She didn't even care where, just as long as she got out of the house for a while.

Grabbing her cell, she sent a message out to everyone in her contacts, asking if anyone would be happy to take her for a fun night out.

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feistyhybrid
2022-11-26 08:55 pm UTC (link)

Renesmee was about to give up and go to bed, when the phone pinged beside her.

Picking it up, she found a reply from some man named Dean Winchester, offering to take her out. Judging by his avatar, he had to be at least 40 years old. A little over double her own age. But there wasn't exactly an abundance of kids her own age here, so it's not like she had much of a choice.

With a shrug, she replied "Okay sure. I'm at sends address. Meet me here in...an hour and a half. That'll give me time to get ready.".

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raiseshell
2022-11-28 02:10 am UTC (link)

He smirked when he got the message back. Women and their need to look perfect. He observed his own wardrobe, maybe it wasn't the best choice to go out but for some reason, he didn't really care. What you see is always what you get with him, there was no reason to try to present a false pretense.

"Don't over exert yourself on that getting ready TOO much. Not worth the fuss, babe, trust me." He slipped the phone back into his pocket with a shrug. He definitely had some time to kill. He spent it mostly chilling out himself, watching the start of a scary movie that sounded like it MIGHT be interesting. He was just about to switch it to another one when he checked the clock, he figured he'd give himself a half hour to give himself time to find the address she had sent until he gave it another look, "Emerald Lane?" He questioned aloud to himself, "I'm on Emerald Lane. I'll be damned." He muttered to himself with a smirk, figuring if he arrived too early, he'd seem too eager.

He found himself in front of her house only a few moments later, realizing in that moment he wasn't sure where they were going to go, "son of a bitch," he cursed himself in a low whisper but still rang the doorbell anyway. It was definitely going to be an interesting night, hopefully one they can figure out how to navigate together.

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