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Laodicia said:
The only part i'm in control of is crows group. I think she mostly wants us to fill in the blanks since fanci wouldn't know who the shape shifter would be. "and greets each person with a face she thinks will get the most response."
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(Hmmm, I can't think of the person that Sammy would be most responsive to. :hmm)
 
Tayn realized it couldn't be Ash. She didn't talk like that. And wouldn't have been able to sit there looking at her for so long with out fidgeting. She looked down at the photo her stomach turning as she remembered the cold stare he had given her just before he died. "I don't know his name." She answered.
Ash cocked her head to the side, "Were you not at his apt. last night?" she asked her voice flat and uncaring.

"I was," Tayn responded. "I-" she trailed off tears in her eyes. "Will you," she started but her voice cracked. "Will you stop pretending to be my sister, Please." She looked at the stranger through the tears that were ready to fall.
 
Adelaide paused, taking in a deep breath. She couldn't take the crowd. Maybe she could wait until it was darker? Being the lazy girl she was, she left all of the food she collected on a shelf and sat her basket in the pile of the rest of them. Walking out of the store, she decided to wander around, maybe look at the cool houses. Once she got onto the sidewalk, she got an uneasy feeling, which almost felt like a chill. Looking around, she spotted a group. Adelaide paused, straining to see their faces. They looked rushed and almost in a hurry. They could be smuggling something,"Hey!" She called, going at a steady gait of a jog, hoping to catch up to the weird looking group. She had to stop them. If they were bad, that is,"Yo, people!"
(Crow's group possibly???)
 
RoostersAreAwesome said:
Crow landed on the ground and preened a feather. He looked over at Noel to make sure she wasn't hurt, then transformed into a human once again. He walked up the street and stood in front of Tom, his arms crossed over his chest. "Why didn't you help me?" he asked evenly, staring at him.
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Tom cleared his throat and took off his purple hat holding it against his chest and petting it nervously like it was a cat. His balding head had stray hairs that pointed every direction, "Well," he said sheepishly. "It's not like it was any of my business. That's how a person get's themselves hurt you know. Helping." Tom waved his hand in the familiar gesture for him to follow and crossed the road popping his hat back on.
 
(i keep getting a "bad gateway"error will you be on tomorrow early afternoon? or evening?
 

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