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Post by Armageddidn't on Aug 2, 2017 15:08:32 GMT -5
((They don't recognize the hair or jacket?))
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Post by Ivyriver on Aug 2, 2017 15:17:25 GMT -5
(Are they marked or something? Sorry if I missed something of importance XD)
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Post by Armageddidn't on Aug 2, 2017 15:22:25 GMT -5
((Her hoodie has a falcon on the chest.))
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Post by Ivyriver on Aug 2, 2017 15:23:48 GMT -5
(That a hero symbol? Sorry, I didn't read any of this on the front page)
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Post by Armageddidn't on Aug 2, 2017 15:25:51 GMT -5
((Not that I know of, I just chose a rising falcon for on her hoodie.))
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Post by Ivyriver on Aug 2, 2017 15:27:35 GMT -5
(Damon would take interest, but with Ivy around he'd do nothing. I could have her return home and he be out alone for an errand.)
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Post by Armageddidn't on Aug 2, 2017 15:32:57 GMT -5
((Sounds good!))
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Post by Ivyriver on Aug 2, 2017 15:36:03 GMT -5
Ivy returned back to their apartment. Her skin was beginning to shed again and it wasn't something she liked Damon to see. She handed him a list and sent him downtown to go shopping.
Damon took the list and headed back down the street. He hated running errands. Guys didn't grocery shop. He walked quickly, wanting to get back before dark. He hated being out alone.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Aug 2, 2017 15:37:35 GMT -5
Angelica, or, as her friends called her, Angel, stood to the side. She had been looking for a specific thing for HOURS and couldn't find it.
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Post by Ivyriver on Aug 2, 2017 15:42:44 GMT -5
Once Damon found the closest convience store, he ducked in. The boy didn't bother grabbing a cart, their list was short enough he should be able to carry it all. He started toward the food aisle.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Aug 2, 2017 15:45:49 GMT -5
Angelica's wavy-black hair swished as she turned down another aisle.
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Post by Ivyriver on Aug 2, 2017 15:51:00 GMT -5
Damon stutter stepped as he almost ran into the girl they had passed by earlier. He gave a sheepish grin. "Sorry ma'am, I wasn't paying attention." He apologized.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Aug 2, 2017 15:52:34 GMT -5
"It's fine." Angelica said, glancing around, her eyes changing to green.
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Post by Ivyriver on Aug 2, 2017 15:54:03 GMT -5
Damon tipped his head giving the slightest grin. He could have sworn her eyes changed color, but with these stupid contacts his vision was messed up. "Hey, I saw you earlier. That's a nice jacket." He commented.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Aug 2, 2017 15:56:48 GMT -5
"Thanks. I like the color of your eyes." Angelica replied. "It's always interesting to see unusual eye colors."
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Post by Ivyriver on Aug 2, 2017 15:58:33 GMT -5
Damon had to keep from tilting his head. "Thanks. I wear contacts though. My eyes aren't the greatest." He said. "I've never seen eyes like yours, they almost seemed to shift color." He said, hoping that wasn't too forward.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Aug 2, 2017 16:00:55 GMT -5
"I get that a lot." Angelica laughed slightly.
((WHO ELSE SHIPS IT?))
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Post by Ivyriver on Aug 2, 2017 16:04:08 GMT -5
Damon shifted the list in his hands. "Sorry about almost running into you earlier on the street. I was trying to keep up with my sister." He said.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Aug 2, 2017 16:06:29 GMT -5
"That's fine." Angelica said.
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Post by Ivyriver on Aug 2, 2017 16:11:41 GMT -5
Damon held a hand out. "I'm Damon." He said. "If you don't mind me asking. You didn't look too happy earlier. Something going on?" He asked.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Aug 2, 2017 16:17:08 GMT -5
"It wasn't anything I could explain. I'm Angelica." Angelica replied.
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Post by Ivyriver on Aug 2, 2017 16:19:39 GMT -5
Damon thought for a moment. "Undescribable anger, sounds like something I may have seen before." He said. "My sister can be that way," He stumbled, "of course that's not really important." Damon said quickly.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Aug 2, 2017 16:24:01 GMT -5
"It's not anger, just annoyance." Angelica shrugged it off.
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Post by Ivyriver on Aug 2, 2017 16:27:03 GMT -5
"You looked pretty angry to me." Damon said. He glanced back down at the list Ivy had given him. "Do you know where any of this stuff is?" He asked her.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Aug 2, 2017 16:27:41 GMT -5
"What's on it?" Angelica asked.
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Post by Ivyriver on Aug 2, 2017 16:30:41 GMT -5
Damon tilted the list for her to see. "Just some food items." Damon said, he blinked his eyes to see better, the contacts made it hard for him to read Ivy's cursive handwriting.
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Post by Armageddidn't on Aug 2, 2017 16:33:54 GMT -5
((What kind of food? I need the basic facts.))
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Post by Ivyriver on Aug 2, 2017 16:35:33 GMT -5
(I don't even know. Some chips, gallon of milk, and eggs? XD)
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Post by Armageddidn't on Aug 2, 2017 16:39:15 GMT -5
((Lol okay))
"I got you covered." Angelica said, turning and walking a bit down the aisle.
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Post by Ivyriver on Aug 2, 2017 16:40:53 GMT -5
Damon followed her. "I couldn't read my sister's writing." He said sheepishly. "She does a the shopping, I just follow." Damon said. He didn't mention the fact that he had memory loss and Ivy didn't want to waste time reteaching him things, time was too valuable to her.
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