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(I haven't posted forever. Um, how was New Year? xD ) Margaret crossed her arms, obviously infuriated. She huffed. "Spoilt? Idiot?" She flipped a piece of her hair over her shoulder exasperatedly and began to march off, but not before giving Jasper a glare. "Watch your mouth, Bolbec. You...

Frank trudged back to where he left June, his horse. Even she seemed especially chagrin today, as if she knew that her favorite person in the world just passed away. There were sobs in the background and Frank held back the sting in his eyes. So young, Sophie. So young and kind and hopeful. As...

Margaret scoffed. "Perfect? What's that supposed to mean?" Jasper was just a boy, she thought. He acts and thinks like one; doesn't seem like a bad person. Too bad he's a Bolbec; it's a shame she'll have to kill someone like this.

Samuel rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "I used to serve in the army," he said, remembering the first day he stepped into the training camp, wide-eyed and anxious and eager, in his grubby shirt and brown pants. He was only fifteen then; it seemed like a lifetime ago now. He remembered living in the...

"Jill," Philip said carefully. "It isn't as bad as you think." They had talked about this before, but he didn't see how it was a problem. He was just tired sometimes, what with all the bills and the work and his wife complaining, drinking was just to take a little of his frustration off, right?

The cabinet door slammed, causing Philip to turn around. Oh. His eyes widened slightly, but he kept his appearance calm. Jill was obviously upset, which made him extremely uncomfortable. And guilty, too. She always had him begging on his knees, apologizing ever since high school. Things changed...

(Pretty much anything you want, really. Although the beer could be easy :) ) Philip removed his hand from Jill's arm and began undoing the button on his sleeves. Jill was doing that again, scrubbing that stain with that look on her face. It made him nervous, whenever she does that. Philip...

Carter shut his phone with a sigh. More work. That's it for a night, then? He stuffed his hands in his pockets and walked off to his car, whistling a catchy tune under his breath. A gunshot, then. Carter spun around, a bullet whizzing pass, missing him by an inch. He cursed, running and hiding...

Samuel felt his eyes widen, annoyance popped on the back of his neck. A woman? And he thought escaping couldn't get any trickier. If they really were to help a woman, escaping would probably be near impossible. Still, like Mason said, she might be special. As special as a woman can be, that is...

"Jasper, aren't you?" Margaret said, not looking up from her meat. "Jasper Bolbec. The youngest one?" She's heard about him. Fast, agile. He didn't look all that dangerous, but she knew he was fast on his feet. She didn't know much else, though, and she would need more information if she really...

"Nope." Jessica said, shrugging. "We have potato chips, though." She eyed Kendall up and down, her hand on her soda. "Sure you don't wanna change? Your girlfriend is coming over, isn't she?" She set the can down on the counter and grabbed Kendall's shirt. "Gosh, this is old. Are you even my...

Frank stood and remembered. Sophia, light hair that shone in the sun. Eyes so green, so green that he thought he would fall forever. Light footsteps against the dirt of his farm. Ridiculously joyous smiles. The smell of candle and fresh air and morning light. Sophia, Sophia. She was so kind...

Margaret stared at the cheese, squinted, then frowned. The cheese was no good, and the bread was stale. If there was one thing she missed about the Reynard residence, it was the food. Margaret smiled grimly. She didn't seem to miss anything else, though. This was the first time she was able to...

It was a long walk, especially with everyone in such a foul mood. Odile was constantly complaining, while Margaret looked ready to slap her sister across the face at any moment. By the time they reached town, it was past noon. "Here we are!" Ulric shouted. "I haven't been to town in years...

Ulric laughed, but none of them were sure why and they assumed that he was just drunk. "We'll make a quick stop at town for you, m'lady." He said. "And then, off to the woods!" "Please don't tell me it's crawling with Elves." Odile muttered, and Ulric offered a sly smile. "With elves...

She's getting impatient, that much he could see. Oh, but he's going to make her head spin all night long-Carter paused when he felt his phone vibrate; he excused himself quickly. Three missed calls. He hadn't noticed it before, because of all the noises. Silently, he stalked outside into the...

"Can you maybe, oh I don't know, speed up a little? It just happens that none of us has had breakfast yet; I'm starving, but not enough to eat that thing," Odile narrowed her eyes at the corpses of the lizards. She hated staying in one place for long, especially where there's no food and she's...

"She'll be back soon enough," Ivan said, inspecting the wound on his forearm. Odile rushed to him, worried, and began wrapping clothes around it. "Margaret can take care of herself. She-" "Can we stop talking for Margaret for one minute?" Odile hissed in Ivan's ear. "And maybe pay more...

Just as the lizard went down, Ivan turned and pushed Jasper into a tree. "Margaret knows what she's doing. So keep your mouth shut." Margaret was good and she knew it, and although he was worried, he was sure she can handle herself. Odile, on the other hand... not so much. Odile grimaced as...

(Cool :) ) Name: Frank Stukeley Age: 19 Gender: male Occupation: farmer Personality: Frank is a competitive, ambitious boy. He loves working in the farm and is always trying to outdo his siblings. Energetic, he rarely ever gets tired and still has the energy to go out after work. He...