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Although I am new to the new layout, I had been RPing for a few years, not on this site, however it was mainly on one thread that ended in 2013. My alter ego - Darren Hirst - has taken on many forms including, but not limited to, the Grim Reaper (or rather a division of him) and a normal...
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Darren looked at Zoey, then to the door, then back to Zoey. He said nothing, he only grabbed her hands an slammed them into the locked door behind her.
"Dammit!" He looked around the door, trying to find a way in.
After a while, he clicked his fingers, "I've got it! We can remove the pins from the hinges and remove the door completely!"
"I don't know, I doubt she's had much trouble but she'll probably nag our ears off about leaving her and bringing back another mouth to feed." Darren chuckled.
"What if they weren't there in the first place, or worse..." Darren didn't finish, he cleared his throat instead, "So, Annabelle, was there anyone besides you and Kyne?"
Darren stepped back out into the air and took a long breath. "I don't think he was telling the truth, about them going foraging." He started heading back to where they had come from before.
Darren grunted from the punch, "It's possible, we'd just need to find an ion exchange column and some filter paper." He swung the door open, walking over the still injured Kyne.
"This guy isn't treating you right. We're going to make sure nothing happens like that again." Darren walked over to Annabelle and picked her up over the other shoulder.
"Don't try and change the subject. Are you telling me... With her..." Darren glared at him, the shotgun wavering on his shoulder and his hand clenched into a fist.
Darren laughed off the insult. "From up here I could say the same about you. My name is Darren, and I can tell you I'm anything but a rat. Now are you going to tell us about what's going on or will we have to play charades to find out?"