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Post by sara1 on Oct 11, 2010 3:09:51 GMT 2
Mikota walked through the streets heading to Central Park. It had bean a long day and it was starting to get dark. She wanted to get back home or what she called a home before it got to late. Sure she could protect herself, that wasn't the problem. She preferred the dark to the light. But she was tired and having trouble keeping her eyes open. And getting lost was the last thing she needed. As she weaved through the trees going from ground to branches ever now and than to make sure no one could fallow her. Though she could tell no one was. Or she would smell them.
When she was about half way home the sent of a stranger blew towards her and woke her up completely. This was a scent she had never smelled before. Quickly and quietly Makota climbed into a tree and waited to see who had tried to fallow her. Maybe it was just a homeless person stumbling through the woods on there way to there so called home like hers. But something inside her told her that was not the case. The person didn't have a dirty smell to them. They smelled clean of soap and aftershave so she knew it was a guy.
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Post by silverlance on Oct 14, 2010 21:55:20 GMT 2
Maximilian had chosen to leave to see the city but work could not put it back. He was always getting calls to inquire about the latest mobile businesses that had gained in the company, the results of the stock market, if they had gone up or down. Maximilian was unaware of what was happening around. He looked slightly to the ground while talking with his lawyer and vice president of the company Greystoke, the man who trusted Maximilian.
Dressed that morning in an elegant black Armani suit, walked slowly through Central Park without regard for anyone but only the his own footsteps. Maximilian also was unaware of how that girl climbed the tree. Only he could see her when he walked under the tree and saw two legs hanging.
"Wow. Philip, I have to leave. Now I'll call you. Blooddy hell, What Happens to you girl?". He kept the phone in the pocket of his jacket and looking up he saw there frightened. "Why have you gone to a tree?. Why are you scared?
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