Joslyn Taylor Jones DAY: 34 - 4/4 | DATE: October 25th, 2013 [Friday] | LOCATION: Restaurant in Venice, Italy As Joslyn was standing by herself, Adam had approached her with his hands in his pockets. "Sooo... Are you hungry? I'm not the only one, right?" "W-wha-? Oh, n-no, not r-r-really..." As she protested, her stomach growled. He grinned. "You sure? Alllllright then." Adam started to back off. "Because I'm gonna sit down and get some food if you wanna eat." She looks around nervously. "Oh come on, just eat dammit." "W-well... I... I guess i-i-it wouldn't hurt to g-g-get a bite to e-e-eat..." She shyly slides into the seat across from Adam. "You don't need to be ashamed of needing to eat ya know." "Thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiissss~ should be fuuuuuuuuuuu~uuuuun~." "Mmm..." Relunctantly, she grabs a menu that is on the table. "U-umm..." "Oh, I didn't notice before. You have beautiful eyes." "Wh-wh-wh-wh-wha-wha-wha-what?" Her face took on several shades of red. "Wh-wh-why-why-why would y-yo-you s-s-s-say something l-li-li-lik-like that?" She began to rapidly twiddle her thumbs. "Because it's true. They're pure and white. Like snow." "Wow, Romeo over here is really trying." The tone in Tessa's voice was deadpan, monotonous. "I-I-I... I-I... I don't.... I-I've never..." "Shh you don't need to stutter like this. Has no one ever complimented your beauty?" He takes a look at his menu. "Oh they have fish and chips... so much like home... thought it'd be more unique... I have no idea what to get." Adam looks to Joslyn. "What are you ordering?" "W-w-wha-? B-b-beauty?" Her face somehow manages to become even more flushed with red. "Ah! O-o-order..." She looks through menu, obviously flustered. "Uh... umm... umm... Well... I... I g-g-guess I can get... ummm... S-s-spaghetti al n-n-n-nero d-d-di seppia" Suddenly, a man pops out of the kitchen and takes a seat nearby, where he notices Joslyn. Upon seeing her, he instantly rushes over to her. "Ah, mi scusi, non ho potuto fare a meno di notare il menu. Stai ordinando? (Ah, excuse me, I couldn't help but notice the menus. Are you ordering?)" "I-I-I'm sorry?" "Ah, forgive me. I was so taken by your looks, I didn't even consider you weren't from around here. Do forgive me." "Wh-wh-wh-wh-wha-what?" She is flustered yet again. "You see, I told you." Adam smirks before looking to the stranger. "I'm sorry for asking but... what did you say before?" "Ah, my apologies. Let me repeat: I couldn't help but notice you have menus. Are you ordering?" "Yes, we are ordering." Adam looks to Joslyn again. "What spaghetti was that you wanted?" "Wha-wha-? Oh!" She looks back to her menu. "Uuuhhh.... I-I-I would like th-th-the S-s-spaghetti al n-nero d-d-di s-seppia..." "Of course, excellent choice from a beautiful woman. And how about you, my good man?" Adam steals another glance at his menu before turning to the waiter. "I guess I will also be having that." He looks to her again. "I trust she has good taste-" Adam's gaze drops to her chest. "Huh... um..." He looks back to the waiter. "Wow, is he really...?" "Yeeaaaaaaaaah~, I think he iiiiiiiiissssss~." "Very well then. Two orders of Spaghetti al nero di seppia coming right up. By the way, I'm Vincent, and I'll be your cook as well as server." With that, he takes his leave and steps through the kitchen doors. "Wh-why were you l-l-looking at him like th-tha-that?"
Samuel Riviera DAY: 34 - 3/4 | DATE: October 25th, 2013 [Friday] | LOCATION: Venice, Italy As Mister Know-it-All Jackass was talking to the guy who was peacefully eating his own meal, Red seemed to pull him away from the others and whispered something to him. "Before we leave Italy, I want to make a quick stop somewhere." Sam turned to look at her. "What? Why?" "I want to go back to Rome." "What for? There's nothing for you to do there." "There's something...." "Oh yeah? Why not tell the others then?" It was odd that she would only tell him something like this. "I don't want to involve the others. I'm only telling you so that someone knows where I went." "Bullshit you're going alone. I'm coming with you." His voice rose above a whisper, though it wasn't shouting by any means. "Keep your voice down. You need to stay here Sam. Who's going to protect everyone if something happens?" As if acting on her own is gonna do any good. She should really have someone go with her to make sure she's safe. After all, she did get kidnapped and she did get sent to a whorehouse. But she did have a point, he supposed. "Tch. Dammit. You better come back, Hana." After those words left his mouth, there was a bit of silence between them. As soon as it got out there, he started to get flustered, his face turning a little red. "... You've never called me by my name before." Sam looked around the room nervously. "... I... Just shut up... And make sure you come back....." "Try not to choke anyone while I'm gone." The comment really got to Sam. "And you make sure no one strips you again." " … ... " After a long silence passed between them, he let out a sigh. "Sorry... Just... a little flustered..." "Why ...?" At this point, his face was a deep shade of red. "I think you know why." He couldn't look her in the eye, or even in her general direction. "... We'll talk when I get back." "Fine."
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Joslyn Taylor Jones DAY: 34 - 2/4 | DATE: October 25th, 2013 [Friday] | LOCATION: Hotel ==> Apartment Complex in Munich, Germany Joslyn lifted her head off of the pillows as she yawned. She got out of the bed, picked up the compass from the nightstand, and placed it around her neck. They needed to meet up with the guy again to make sure he would join the group. It was important to get as many people on their side as possible. On top of that, they needed to make sure they didn't lose any more people. Getting more people to join them was good, but if they were losing people at the same rate, their little group would never grow. "Ugh... Are we really going to try and get more people again?" "Yes. We have to." "We don't have to do anything. That's all you." "And since you're stuck with me, you have to." "Weeeeeeeelllllllll~, the girl has a pooooooooiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnt~." "Oh, shut your stupid ass up!" "Ahaaaaaaaah~! I don't have to take that from you, you stuck up biiiiiiiiiiiiitch~!" "What was that you overgrown tumor?!" Their incessant fighting was starting to give her a headache. It was times like these that she considered asking Hana to do away with them, even if it meant dealing with that burning feeling. After everyone had woken up and gathered in the lobby, it was decided that a few would stay in the hotel while the others would go. They went out and drove to wherever the compass pointed them. This time around, it guided them to an apartment complex in the city instead of a library. They all went into the complex, following the compass. The group found themselves standing in front of what they assumed was Kai's apartment. She reluctantly knocked on the door a couple of times before stepping back from the door. Victor and Tessa were still going at it in her head. Joslyn started to rub her temples in an attempt to alleviate the pain from all of their bickering.
Samuel Riviera DAY: 33 - 6/6 | DATE: October 24th, 2013 [Thursday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Munich, Germany Sam wasn't exactly useful on this particular day. He hadn't found the guy they were looking for, he didn't help out with trying to recruit him, and he didn't exactly do his best to do much of, well, anything. All he could really do was walk around and fiddle with his little Rubik's Cube. It served as a good enough distraction for him through out the day, so this didn't bother him in the least. They went to a hotel after apparently finding the guy. Red was the one who caught him up and stuff like that, not much involving him, so he could care less. When all was said and done, he went to his room and fell asleep on one of the beds. Joslyn Taylor Jones DAY: 33 - 6/6 | DATE: October 24th, 2013 [Thursday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Munich, Germany They had found the guy they were looking and brought him to a hotel. Now they needed to convince him, which hopefully Hana had managed to do. Not many of them were up to the task of convincing someone to come with them. After a while, everyone went to their rooms to go to sleep. She wasn't aware of the exact details, but she had hoped that the guy would come with them. Climbing into bed with Hana, she quickly tried to fall asleep.
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Samuel Riviera DAY: 33 - 2/4 | DATE: October 24th, 2013 [Thursday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Hamburg, Germany Sam had woken up fairly early in the morning. However, when he looked at the time, he went right back to sleep. He figured that no one was awake at 6, so he went back to sleep. For a few more hours, he managed to get in some extra sleep. It was wonderful getting that extra amount of sleep, really hit the spot. However, his extra hours of sleep would be interrupted by a sudden, loud bang on his door. He was so startled by the sudden noise that he fell off of his bed. "What... the fuck... was that?" After staring at the ceiling from the floor for a few minutes, he got up and opened the door to check what the hell happened. He saw that the kid was hitting tennis balls on the doors to wake everyone up. He is so getting it later. Sam shut the door and went into the bathroom to take a quick shower. After he got out, he put on some of the new clothes he got, gathered all of his things, and went to the lobby. There, he saw that the kid was already there, waiting for everyone. Sam saw two other people from the group were there but focused his attention on Brandon. He dropped his bag and put his arm around the kid's shoulder. "Hey man," His shoulder slowly started to close around his neck. "Next time you wanna wake someone up," Now his arm was fully wrapped around his neck and his fist was grinding against his head. "Try knocking regularly first, dipshit!"
Rowan Zachary Halstead DATE: January 30th, 2014 [Thursday] Ø CURRENTLY: At Home Ø CONDITION: Curious Ø OOC: DO RA RA RA RA RA! Rowan had spent most of the day at home, studying various subjects at his own leisure. He kept leaping from subject to subject, quickly researching whatever came to his mind. The first thing he had studied about was how rotting limbs looked, to get a better idea about how to draw a version of Frankenstein's Monster. After a getting a good amount of data from his search, he decided to do some research about clothing, of all things. This was more to get a better understanding of fashion, which had next to nothing to do with rotting limbs. This manner of studying had continued as the day dragged on. Eventually, he stopped when he remembered the brush that sat on his desk. While it was a magnificent piece of work, he had no idea how he would go about using it. Apparently, he was supposed to use it responsibly, and that wasn't exactly something he knew how to do. He stared at it as he held it delicately between his middle finger and thumb. While painting wasn't something he did often, he did practice it every now and again just because he could. At the moment, there was nothing he could think of that he wanted to paint. He placed it back in the velvet lined box that it came in and shut it. There was so much to consider before he would even paint. First he had to know what he wanted to paint. At the moment, he was just practicing how to draw different monster creatures, which didn't require paint yet. Although, he could paint them once he actually does a complete artwork of a creature. Painting it would certainly bring the monster into a whole new dimension. Secondly, he would have to think of the color scheme he would go with. There were a wide variety of choices he could go with. He could go with a Light-on-Dark color scheme, with the creature being done in light colors and the entirety of the background is filled in with dark colors. Conversely, he could give it a Dark-on-Light color scheme, perhaps color his monster of choice as a silhouette. Another option for a color scheme would be to use complementary colors in the painting. With this color scheme, he could go crazy with his use of colors. Thirdly, while a seemingly a minor thing, he would need to consider where the light source is in the painting. This was a very important thing to consider to make the whole painting come together as a whole. It was very possible that there could be multiple sources of light in the picture, such as a vampire standing in a hallway filled by candlelight. With that, he would need to consider where to place all of the shadows in the painting and how many to add. Lastly, he would need to consider how large his canvas would be. It could be any size he wanted, really. The painting could be on a large canvas, or it could be done on a letter-sized sheet of paper. On top of the size, he would also need to consider the material his painting surface would be made of. It could be actual canvas, regular sheet paper, card stock, or construction paper. This would determine what kind of paints he would be using. After thinking about it for a while, he went back to arbitrarily researching things on his computer. Before he knew it, it was already night time. Not once during his research did he take a break to eat. His stomach was growling fiercely at this point. He needed to get something in his belly quickly to remedy the issue. Quickly, he made his way to the kitchen and pulled out whatever leftovers he had in the fridge. Thankfully, he had a bunch of leftover takeout from a local Chinese Restaurant. He reheated all of the leftovers that he had, Fried Rice, Pad Thai, Orange Chicken, Vegetable Medley with Shrimp, Fried Tofu, and some extra steamed rice. It took him almost fifteen minutes to get it all reheated, after which he chowed down on his buffet of a dinner. Some of the food was from several days prior, but it was still good going down. He was stuffing his face as if it was going to be his last meal. When he was done eating, he waddled back to his room with a bottle of cold water and sat down at the edge of his bed. He let out a satisfied groan as he turned on the television in his room. It was getting pretty late, judging from the programs that were on. After a while of channel surfing, he just left it on a random channel as he sipped down more of his water. The comedian on the show was actually pretty funny, getting a few laughs from Rowan as he watched. When the show was over, he turned off the lights and set the sleep timer on his TV before falling asleep.
Samuel Riviera DAY: 32 - 4/4 | DATE: October 23rd, 2013 [Wednesday] | LOCATION: Old Gym ==> Hotel in Hamburg, Germany After they had successfully managed to recruit the new guy, Logan as they would later find out, they spent the rest of the day shopping for clothes and supplies and the like. Some of them had been wearing the same clothes they had since London, including underwear. It was definitely time for them to get some new clothes, that was for sure. During the shopping spree, everyone got a bag, some extra clothing, and various other assorted items. It was stupid, but Sam had actually gotten that Rubik's Cube Red had suggested he get to keep his hands busy. Almost immediately after paying for it, he started to fiddle around with it. Since it came already solved, he had to scramble it himself so that he could try to figure out how to solve it. It sounded like it would be easy to unscramble something he had messed up himself. Nothing could be further from the truth. As he continued to fiddle with it, the more and more it seemed to get messed up. He could solve one side of it, but then he'd have to mess it all up again to try another side. As he suspected, this was very frustrating, but it did keep his hands busy. Before going to a hotel, they had gotten a bite to eat with everyone. There was no need to worry about money now, since Jun Tae was "some how" pulling strings. With nothing to worry about, most of them, especially Sam, stuffed their faces with food. At the hotel, Sam, in a different room from Red and Joslyn, fell onto his bed and patted his belly. He had definitely stuffed himself full with an inhuman amount of food. As he lay there on his bed, he thought about Red and her little friend, and how it was awkward that she had found them sleeping together. He had hoped that she wouldn't say anything about it to any of the others. Well, with the way she is, she probably wouldn't. Probably. Not wanting to think about it any more, he placed his head on his pillow and fell asleep. Joslyn Taylor Jones DAY: 32 - 4/4 | DATE: October 23rd, 2013 [Wednesday] | LOCATION: Old Gym ==> Hotel in Hamburg, Germany After everything was said and done, and Joslyn finally had some new clothes to wear, she sat on the bed in the hotel they were staying in. She was going to go to sleep with Hana, just like before. Joslyn was still curious about why she was in the other bed with Sam that morning. She didn't want to ask because it felt weird, but she did want to know about it. The pale skinned girl went to the bathroom and took a quick shower before slipping into some new underwear and clothes. It was refreshing to wear some new clothes. After drying off her hair, she went into the bed with Hana and quickly fell asleep.
Joslyn Taylor Jones DAY: 32 - 4/4 | DATE: October 23rd, 2013 [Wednesday] | LOCATION: Old Gym in Hamburg, Germany "And that unusual thing is somehow related to you and your little group." He replied. "So what does that have to do with me?" Joslyn took a couple of steps towards him, holding the compass close. "W-w-w-well... you s-see..." She was amazed that they were able to communicate with him so easily. Difficulty in communicating with him was expected, but they could talk to him so easily. "Th-th-this is g-g-go-gonna sound c-c-cr-crazy... b-b-but..." She tried to find the words to explain the situation to him. "W-w-w-we-we're f-f-fallen angels... a-a-an-and y-yo-you are t-to-to-too..." There was no way of telling if this was getting through to him. "Th-th-th-those events were c-ca-cau-caused by d-d-da-dark a-angels that are t-t-tr-trying to i-in-invade p-pa-paradise." "Oh please... Could you learn to stop stuttering? It's p-p-p-pissing me off!" Joslyn squirmed a little as she stood there. "S-so... We n-need to s-s-stop them by g-gathering up other f-f-fallen angels to fight them." She carefully sounded out every word, attempting not to stutter. "T-that's why w-we're h-here. W-we need as much h-help as we c-c-can get."
Samuel Riviera DAY: 32 - 3/4 | DATE: October 23rd, 2013 [Wednesday] | LOCATION: Old Gym in Hamburg, Germany The compass had pointed them in the direction of this old gym. When they walked in there was just one guy by himself. This had to mean that he was the one they were here for. Now there was the issue of who would go up to talk to him. Would the leave it to Red? It would make sense for him not to be able to speak english, so he wouldn't be much help with that. Not only that, he was pretty sure almost everyone present in the group save for a couple could actually speak German. Their best bet would probably be to just let Red talk to him. "Hey there person, our gang would like to talk to you about something important." Suddenly, the kid just waltzed on over to him. He doubted the kid would be able to convince him to go with them. Before he could even get to the guy, Sam went up to Brandon and wrapped his arm around his neck. "Hey kid, you should try to think before you say something!" He balled his hand into a fist and started to grind his knuckles on the kid's head. "So think a little bit!"
Samuel Riviera DAY: 32 - 2/4 | DATE: October 23rd, 2013 [Wednesday] | LOCATION: Gas Station in Hamburg, Germany As he smoked, the Adam kid walked up to him. "Hey, can I have a fag? Er... cigarette?" He was one word away from getting punched out right there. Sam popped a cigarette out from the pack and pulled out the lighter. "Here." It didn't matter to him if the kid was too young or anything like that, he had started smoking when he was fifteen. If he wanted to smoke, he could smoke. As he held it out in front of the kid, he thought about what he could do to keep his urge in check if he couldn't fight as freely as he wanted to. He'd need something to keep him busy, though he had no idea what the hell to do. Red had suggested a Rubik's Cube, but that was just plain out there. It was something, that's for sure, but something that would probably frustrate him more than keep him occupied.
Time Skip 3 hours later Samuel Riviera DAY: 32 - 2/4 | DATE: October 23rd, 2013 [Wednesday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Berlin ==> Gas Station in Hamburg, Germany Sam woke up with his head still laying on Red's shoulder. He must've knocked out during their little chat, which apparently wasn't a dream. It was bizarre waking up right next to her, though it felt rather nice. He slowly got out of bed so as not to wake her and stretched his arms and back. When he looked around, he noticed that the white haired girl had woken up before them and was sitting there watching German TV. Oh shit... Oh shit! What does she think happened? He eyed her for a while before moving to the bathroom to take a shower. After he had taken a shower and dried himself off, he put on the same clothes he had been wearing for a while now. It would probably be a good idea for them to get new clothes. He walked out of the bathroom, his hair still somewhat damp. The girl was still busy watching TV, though he doubted that she understood a word of it. Everybody was awakened and told to get ready to leave. When they were all set to go, they piled into the cars that Jun Tae somehow managed to get for them. The girl with the compass pointed which way to go according to the needle. With all of the driving they had done, three hours of driving didn't seem like much anymore. Sam's body had gotten used to taking long drives. After three hours, they ended up in Hamburg. The cars pulled into a nearby gas station to fuel up and to let people use the bathroom and move their legs. Sam took this opportunity to take a leak and swipe some cash. He hadn't pick-pocketed anyone for a while, so he felt it would be good to maintain his skill. As soon as he was done in the bathroom, he spotted someone and stole their wallet when no one was looking. He scored 50 euros, which he had no idea how much that was in dollars. Though, he figured it would be more than enough for a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. He went up to the counter and after a long, awkward, and difficult transaction with the cashier, he got his smokes and lighter. He stepped out and lit one of the cigarettes. It was a while since he had a smoke, it felt wonderful to have one now. He went back to the car and waited for them to finish refueling, smoke billowing from his mouth.
Rowan Zachary Halstead DATE: January 29th, 2014 [Monday] Ø CURRENTLY: At Home Ø CONDITION: Want to sleep Ø OOC: ARI ARI ARI ARRIVEDERCI! After the art class had finished and he had helped clean up the class room, he left for home. Thankfully he had gotten some sleep the night before. This time around, there wasn't any swerving as he drove. Today was a rather slow day, since nobody really came up to him to ask for help. It allowed him to progress with his monster of the week art. During class, he had drawn multiple renditions of werewolves. Ones that were much more wolf-like, ones that were much more humanoid, and everything in between. It was definitely fun to draw them out, and doing those sketches helped him to improve as an artist. He thought about what he could draw during the next class, or whenever he had the time. One monster he could try to draw was Frankenstein's Creature. There were many ways to depict him for sure. He arrived home with different kinds of limbs on his mind. When he went to check the mail, he was met by a package. Oooh, what have we here? Rowan picked it up, grabbed his pocket knife that he always had on him, flipped out the blade, and cut through the tape sealing the box. He collapsed the blade and shoved it back into his pocket. The box was opened and he rifled through the packing peanuts that filled it to grab a sleek, wooden box. It was very ornate in its design, with floral patterns adorning the sides. After admiring the outside of the box, he was anxious to find out what lay inside. He opened it to reveal a red velvet lining the insides. A rather expensive-looking paintbrush lay in the box, with a dark, wooden handle and jet-black bristles. It was a well-crafted tool, that was certain. When he pulled out the paintbrush, he noticed that there was a note tied around the handle. Only the best deserve the bestArt is lifeIt is time to breathe life into artUse responsibly Use responsibly? That was an odd thing to write for it being a paintbrush. Mind you, it was beautifully crafted, but why would he need to use it responsibly? Very bizarre, though he appreciated receiving this. He placed the paintbrush back in the velvet-lined box and checked the package it came in. All around the packaging he looked, but no address from the sender was on it. Very bizarre indeed. Although, not using the paintbrush would be a waste of a tool, so he decided to use it sometime soon. Painting wasn't his forte, but it wouldn't hurt to dabble in it. After ogling the packaging, he discarded it and took the box the brush was in with him to his room. He placed it on his cluttered work desk and fell backwards onto his bed. The last line of the note was still bothering him. It floated around his mind for the rest of the night as he drifted off to sleep. To use a brush responsibly seems a little stupid, and it was weird to even say it.
Joslyn Taylor Jones DAY: 32 - 1/4 | DATE: October 23rd, 2013 [Wednesday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Berlin, Germany Joslyn yawned as she sat herself up in the bed. She rubbed her eyes and looked in the spot next to her to notice that Hana wasn't in the bed. "Huh?" Did she go out to get something? She looked around the room and saw that she was sleeping in the other bed, with Sam's head resting on her shoulder. "Huh? What's she doing in bed with Sam? She fell asleep in this bed... So... How did she...?" "No way!" "Doooooooooo~ you really think that they did iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit~?" "Huh?" "I have no idea... But I don't like it!" "What are you talking about?" "Nothing at all!" The tone in her voice was considerably harsher than normal. "O-okay..." Still, she was wondering why she was in bed with Sam, though she didn't want to bother them. She glanced at the alarm clock and saw that it was around 9 AM now. Not sure what else she could do, Joslyn went into the bathroom to take a quick shower. After finishing her shower she sat back down as she continued to dry her hair with a towel. She tried to make as little sound as possible, so that she wouldn't wake the two who were still sleeping. Joslyn was still curious about how Hana ended up in bed with Sam, but it wasn't that important, she guessed. She turned on the TV and tried to watch what was on the screen, though she couldn't understand any of it. With a towel sitting on top of her head, she lowered the volume of the TV so that it wouldn't be too loud.
Samuel Riviera DAY: 32 - 1/4 | DATE: October 23rd, 2013 [Wednesday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Berlin, Germany Red sat there in silence for a couple of minutes. She really didn't think this through, did she? He was trying his best not to just fall asleep on her. She looked up at him, meeting his gaze and looked away. Then she licked her lips and brushed her hair out of the way. "Thanks for carrying me around everywhere the last couple of days." "Mhm. Sure." He said as he fought back a yawn. She turned to look at him again. "I'm surprised you didn't let Harbonah get to you. She was offering you an out. You could mindlessly destroy whatever you wanted sithout having to worry about those urges." Sam looked at her for a few moments, thinking about what to say to that. In truth, he hadn't really thought all that much about that. Being able to fight those possessed humans was good for letting off steam. Now that they weren't going to be fighting many of those things anymore, he wouldn't have an outlet. "Guess I really didn't think that one through." Sam was starting to nod off. "I didn't really think about those urges when I was fighting those things." He forced himself to keep his head up and sighed. "To be honest, I just stabbed her because she pissed me off." A yawn managed to escape him. "I didn't think about that at all. Well, I guess we can deal with that when the time comes." He rested his head against her shoulder, not being able to hold it up anymore. "And... there are urges... just, not the ones you're thinking of."
Samuel Riviera DAY: 32 - 1/4 | DATE: October 23rd, 2013 [Wednesday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Berlin, Germany Red rolled her eyes when he scolded her. "It worked didn't it? And last I checked, I was not a little girl." "Whatever." She gave his shoulder a shove and waved her hands impatiently. "Make room," she demanded. Red forced her way into the bed with him. They sat shoulder-to-shoulder and fidgeted with the comforter. "I woke up earlier and couldn't get back to sleep so I used the time to recuperate. I thought maybe now we could talk... since everyone is asleep." He just stared at her with fatigue filling his eyes. "Ok, then what do you wanna talk about?" This thought keeps coming up, but she is a real piece of work.
Samuel Riviera DAY: 32 - 1/4 | DATE: October 23rd, 2013 [Wednesday] | LOCATION: Hotel in Berlin, Germany As he lay in bed, he suddenly felt a slapping at his cheek. "Hey. Saaaaaaaaaam. Wake. Up." It was Red whispering to him. She started to shake him by the shoulder. What could she want at this hour? "If you wake up right now, I'll give you a preview of what I looked like at the brothel." Bull. Shit. "Samuel." After all of that prodding and whispering, Sam finally opened his eyes and slightly lifted his head from his pillow to look at her. "What do you want?" He looked at the alarm clock on the night stand to see it was 4 AM. "Especially at this hour." As much as he didn't want to, he sat himself up to properly look at the girl in front of him. He rubbed his tired eyes as a yawn started. "You're certainly looking better." "Also, don't say things like that to get me to wake up, you crazy little girl." His eyes met hers as he sat in the bed.
Samuel Riviera DAY: 31 - 4/4 | DATE: October 22nd, 2013 [Tuesday] | LOCATION: Airport ==> Hotel in Berlin, Germany Had it not been for Red riding on his back, he would've probably gotten into a fight with Heinrik. After hearing out her speech, he just let out a huge sigh. She seemed to fall asleep after asking if they could go now. Her condition seemed to be stable, at least for now. With that, everybody got up and went to the cars that were waiting for them outside of the airport. Jun Tae pulling some strings was definitely a good thing, though he would never outwardly admit it to him. After getting into the cars, it was a short drive before they got to the hotel they were going to be staying at. Sam took Red's sleeping figure from the car and walked into the hotel. He was handed a key to a room and quickly went up to it. As soon as he got into the room, he put Red down on one of the beds and tucked her in to it. After that, he quickly collapsed into the other bed and pretty much knocked out. He was dead tired, so being in the hotel room was great. Sleeping would be nice. Before he fell asleep, he noticed that the white haired girl had come in and gotten into the other bed with Red. Whatever, she could do what she liked, all he cared about was sleep. So with nothing else to do, he closed his eyes and went to sleep. Joslyn Taylor Jones DAY: 31 - 4/4 | DATE: October 22nd, 2013 [Tuesday] | LOCATION: Airport ==> Hotel in Berlin, Germany After getting out of the cars, Joslyn followed Sam because he was carrying Hana with him. It seemed like they were a lot closer than before, almost like he never tried to kill her. Not that it bothered her that much. She just followed them up to their room and watched as he tucked Hana into bed, after which he collapsed into the other bed. He must've been tired, then again, so was she. She climbed into the bed with Hana and quickly ended up falling asleep. Though, the voices in her head continued to talk and talk and talk.
Samuel Riviera DAY: 31 - 4/4 | DATE: October 22nd, 2013 [Tuesday] | LOCATION: Airport in Berlin, Germany It was getting irritating to listen to this Heinrik guy go on and on about going to find his wife. He just wouldn't even try to listen to what they were saying, insisting on doing this his own way. Fine. Let him go off on his own and get himself killed. One less headache. He sighed. "Man, I don't wanna hear your bullshit anymore." Sam finally spoke. "If you're gonna insist on this, then go. Do exactly what they want you to do." He cracked his neck a little bit, still holding on to Red to keep her steady. "Don't you think it's a bit strange for them to just keep her alive like this? And then somehow letting her let you know that she's still alive?" He scratched the back of his head. "Why would they let her do that? Did you even stop to think that maybe they wanted you to find out she was alive? Did it even occur to your closed mind that maybe they want to lure you away from us? Find a way to get you alone?" He was talking way more than he wanted to, but he needed to let this out somehow. "See, maybe if you thought about it a little, maybe you'd see that it was possible that this is all a set up, freakin' dumbass." "But hey, who the hell am I to talk? I'm just someone who likes to kill people. So if you wanna go ahead and march off to your death where they will more than likely ambush you, be my guest. Just shut the hell up about it." He turned his back on him to focus his attention on Red, who clearly wasn't ready to be standing. In a few moments, he had her on his back again. Whatever happens happens.
