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Hi - you can call me any part of my username, and I actually know Nekoda in real life! I'm almost 18 and while nearly all of my solo writing lies in the folds of realism, I'm totally up for branching out into more imaginative genres. I love the idea of writing a blank-slate kind of character...

Dakoda paused at his smile and forced herself to calm down. She felt like an idiot for reacting the way she had. "Look, I do actually have to go but I'm sorry for freaking out. It shouldn't surprise me that of all the people in the world you'd be the only other one to make the connection. I...

Dakoda's smile instantly turned into a frown, and a dark knot started to twist in her stomach. What he had just said hadn't lined up, and in a way that really disturbed her. He said he didn't follow the news, and yet...he knew. He knew something some of the country's greatest detectives denied...

Dakoda smiled. "It's crazy to think about what twelve year old me would think of me now. I never dreamed my life would end up like this." Dakoda was painfully aware of how much she was talking. It had to have been the most she'd talked in years. Quinn had always had that affect on her though...

She nodded in acknowledgement, but smiled to herself. She got the feeling he had no intention of buying furniture any time soon. Thinking about what he had said before that, Dakoda absentmindedly responded. "Sometimes I wish I could do things just to do them. Everything I've done up to this...

Dakoda laughed a genuine laugh, for the first time in God only knew how long. "As much as I'm enjoying the whole fools-on-the-porch thing, I think that might be a better idea. I'm sure we've confused the neighbors enough now." As Dakoda moved past Quinn into the house, she was struck by its...

Dakoda raised an eyebrow and let out a nervous laugh at his question, her eyes still refusing to look at one thing for more than a moment. "Well I wouldn't say you're exactly forgettable, all things considered. I mean you've changed a lot, sure, I guess both of us have, but some things are..."...

The Front Door. Dakoda attempted to hide her shock...and failed completely. She chuckled and ran a nervous hand through her hair. Sure, she had come here to face her past, but she hadn't been prepared in the slightest for this part of it. As she tried to compose herself, she took a moment to...

11:48 AM Portland, Oregon Portland International Airport Dakoda let out a long breath of relief after finally stepping out of the airport. She didn't mind planes really (although considering that the earliest available flight to Portland had left D.C. at 5 AM, she hadn't exactly started her day...

8:17 AM Washington D.C. FBI Headquarters Dakoda jumped at the sound of yet another file being dropped onto her desk, turning her head to give the already walking away woman who had brought it to her an annoyed glare. She had hardly been in fifteen minutes, had just barely sat down, and already...

Full Name (Nick Name?): Dakoda Bateman Age: 22, just nearing her 23rd birthday Gender: Female Appearance Details: As pictured above, though her hair is less extreme. Her outfits are almost always as smart as her wit, and she wouldn't be caught dead in a skirt or heels (finding them far too...

Charlie frowned, but forced himself to slow his breathing nonetheless. He wasn't so sure he agreed with Franks optimistic view of death, or rather it seemed everything. He found himself wondering if anything could bring this guy down. Charlie himself wasn't necessarily a pessimist, only ever...

For the second time in a few minutes, Charlie stood, mouth agape, staring at the door as it swung shut. "You know man, if this really is the future, your friend O'Brian's probably long dead." Charlie mumbled without really thinking, then winced. Wow, asshole, way to handle that with...