ooc: Hey have a look, enjoy jump in if you want, ask questions if you like. I'm a bit bored and began to write and this is what came out. Again read and hope you like, if not no harm done
"Hannah, are you sure we won't get caught?" The whispers in the shadows called in a hurried, worried...
The after effects were starting to hit him as he ran. His vision blurred for a a few seconds and he kept hearing a high pitch noise in his ear as if a bomb had gone off next to him. Still the will to stay away from the man and to keep Ashley safe was more than enough motivation to keep running...
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There is nothing on hell or earth more terrifying then that the sight of an angel. Stories tell those of baby faced children in the clouds with curly locks of gold...
Gravity lost its power for a moment, he felt everything become light, he felt almost weightless. This was a was not a good thing. He felt her hands around his collar, for a moment he felt she was the one holding him up instead of himself. Thats when it happened, he blinked for a moment. His...
Needless to say cooper felt a little deflated. Things could be worse he thought. There were plenty of people in worse situations. This really was all trivial.
“If it helps, I love your work”
The words came out but it took him a second to process them. His eyes flickered up. He felt a breath...
"Ashley, its a pleasure to meet you Ashley" He thought a moment, his morning was normal by his standards. He didn't know if she wanted to really know or if she was simply being nice. She didn't seem like she was a rude person, but also she seemed to be centered on her work. His usual connection...
His eyes never really left her. He was amused, not in a negative way, he simply took her in. He followed her commands and followed her to the coffee table and sofas. He slung his back off from his shoulder and set it down gently beside him. He snapped his head back quickly when he heard her yell...
The shop was quiet when he entered, the smell of coffee was intoxicating. Cooper closed the door behind him gently as a small bell rang. The young woman behind the counter came from the back as she smiled at him, he returned the gesture. Since birth it seemed people had told him he was a people...
The air was chilly, heavy. Snow had consumed the dark streets under its cold blanket that transformed the city into a white landscape of flickering lights and sounds. The last of the light from the sun fell behind the horizon as the moon already started to glow its white gleam behind the clouds...
The year is 1920, the roaring twenties. The height in what you could call the Art Deco style. The vision of the world was consumed by over the top architecture. It bled into the clothes, the way the cars were build. In the middle of this all steel ruled the world and the factory was the heart...