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Post by Northen Light36 on Jun 10, 2007 1:19:48 GMT -5
(Pick a city, any city, for this)
Four children, two twelve year olds, a seven year old and a still shaky on her feet three year old make their way out of the holiday appartment they're staying in.
"We're going exploring, Mum!" the oldest girl calls over her shoulder.
"Alright Ann," a woman's voice calls back. "Tuono, take care of your sisters. Don't wear Cassie out too much."
"Alright Mum," Tuono calls. With that the foursome head down the stairs and out into the city. While the three older, red-haired children differ only in the seven year old's eyes being purple rather then blue, the youngest child sticks out like a sore thumb with her dark skin, dark brown hair and bright green eyes as she struggles to keep up with her siblings. Excited as the older three are, they thoughtlessly pick up their pace and little Cassie soon finds herself unable to see them. Frightened, the little girl looks around desperately and loses her balance. Sitting where she'd fallen, Cassie begins to cry at the top of her voice.
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Post by chaotixdivine on Jun 10, 2007 1:35:14 GMT -5
Stopping in mid-stride beside the crying the child, a tall, dark-haired man looks down at her. On one hand, he has a schedule to keep, but on the other...well, he is an angel. Sighing softly, Dumah scoops the child up into his arms and hurries after her siblings.
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Post by Northen Light36 on Jun 10, 2007 1:40:52 GMT -5
Shivering, Cassie looks up at her rescuer and sticks a thumb in her mouth. "Who you?" she asks, sucking on the digit.
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Post by chaotixdivine on Jun 10, 2007 1:57:07 GMT -5
Dumah looks down at the child, but, being mute, does not answer. He continues on his way, keeping an eye out for the other three children.
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Post by Northen Light36 on Jun 11, 2007 9:45:05 GMT -5
Frightened again by the lack of responce, the small child begins to squirm. "I not 'loud to go with 'rangers," she annouces. "Down! Put down!"
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