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[Jan. 22nd, 2009|01:36 pm] |
Who: Iggy and whoever (Open post here people, dogpile!)
Where: Central Park
When: Thursday afternoon
Why: Because Iggy's decided to take a chance.
Thanks to Henn and her highly scientific survey results, Iggy had decided to take a chance on the place and see what happened. He was still as nervous as anything, but he was good at putting on a brave front, that was one of the first things the Flock had learned, not to show how shaken they were.
This was a chance that he knew Max would probably kill him for, and then figure out how to bring him back from the dead just so she could kill him again. He was still mostly worried about Erasers more than any of the actual people, but the whole time he'd been here he hadn't gotten a smell, even the faintest whiff, anywhere. This made him bold.
In any case, anyone walking through Central Park, somewhere south of the middle, near the turtle pond, would probably see a dishwater blonde teenage boy, skipping stones out across the pond with an eerie accuracy for the fact that he was focused somewhere far beyond the water's edge. Aside from that, he had wings folded down against his shoulders in lieu of a coat, gold-brown feathers marking him as a raptor of some kind, though he certainly didn't look it otherwise. |
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[Jan. 22nd, 2009|10:25 pm] |
Who: Wyatt and Erica
Where: Anywhere she wants to go
When: Just after their talk
What: Getting her some peace. Timey Wime Plot
Rating: TBD
Wyatt loved to help people, and if it was a pretty woman he would be more than happy to dive in and help her. Though he knew this thinking closely resembled most men and how they just look to hook up with someone, but he couldn't help it.
Keeping his promise, Wyatt made his way to the address she had given him, and looked around for anyone who might be waiting for someone. |
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