Getting Out
When; May 23rd
Rating; Hmmm...let's start with PG?
Characters; Henry Townshend (wisom_rcvr) and 'Girlycard' (tinyvampiregod)
Summary; Henry, thinking that he'd been pretty good friends with this Alucard before his death and memory loss, agrees to go meet 'her' and maybe play some chess.
Log;
It had been long enough that he'd completely forgotten what the outside world was like; and even though this was only a mockery of a 'world,' it was still enough to hold onto while they were here.
He took the time to breathe in the smell of both the stale and the fresh air, and surprisingly, no one stopped him on his way. They seemed to move away, letting him slip between the shadows, largely unnoticed.
He made it to the small park they had both agreed on and waited nervously. He really wasn't supposed to be out of the mansion, but the prospect of meeting someone new, someone who'd help him remember, too....well, it was tempting. He didn't know how much he could trust things in the mansion.
Besides....he could use as many friends as he could get. He was still surprised to find out he had them at all. So he was here and hoping that it would turn out okay. He kept an eye out for her and infrequently fiddled with the collar of his shirt.
Rating; Hmmm...let's start with PG?
Characters; Henry Townshend (wisom_rcvr) and 'Girlycard' (tinyvampiregod)
Summary; Henry, thinking that he'd been pretty good friends with this Alucard before his death and memory loss, agrees to go meet 'her' and maybe play some chess.
Log;
It had been long enough that he'd completely forgotten what the outside world was like; and even though this was only a mockery of a 'world,' it was still enough to hold onto while they were here.
He took the time to breathe in the smell of both the stale and the fresh air, and surprisingly, no one stopped him on his way. They seemed to move away, letting him slip between the shadows, largely unnoticed.
He made it to the small park they had both agreed on and waited nervously. He really wasn't supposed to be out of the mansion, but the prospect of meeting someone new, someone who'd help him remember, too....well, it was tempting. He didn't know how much he could trust things in the mansion.
Besides....he could use as many friends as he could get. He was still surprised to find out he had them at all. So he was here and hoping that it would turn out okay. He kept an eye out for her and infrequently fiddled with the collar of his shirt.