What happened

In the center of The City, in the dead of night, it appeared.

Colossal.

The Threshold.

A beautiful statue. The figure of a beautiful being. A peaceful, contented look upon it's face.

This statue captured the face of it's inhabitant competely. Though no painting or sculpture could ever really, truly do any justice. The inhabitant resides within the heart of the statue. Living within the place where desire hit the hardest. In every heart, Desire resides. In every person. In every living thing. Some have simple desires. Some complicated. The only thing that matters is that they do desire.

And now? Desire was here.

A figure stood in the great eye of the statue, looking down upon the city. A small smirk upon the features. New places meant new chances to play.

There were three here already who would know this face. The time would come when they would call, or come calling. For now, there would just be observation. Just watching. Taking in the sights and the citizens.

For now.

Setting: Kyle's apartment
Summary: Anyone else ever wake up after a great date to find the guy awol?

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The two of them had left Darien's apartment, and walked down a few of the changing streets before finding a pizza place nestled in a small shopping center. It was one of those places that looked like it was a chain restaurant, decorated in bright colors and complete with a cheesy Italian mascot. As far as he was concerned, it was a lot better than being out on the street in the perpetual cloudy weather, glaring colors notwithstanding.

"Here we are," he said as they went up to the entrance, holding the door open for Harley. It felt like it was warmer inside the place, too, which was an added plus. "You said something about getting meat lover's earlier?" Darien, through some stroke of bad luck, hadn't noticed the flare gun she had in her pocket. He was currently oblivious to the fact that she might be planning something. He just hadn't considered it, really.

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