Dissimulo [IC]

Alex opened one eye as the sun shown through the small blinds which covered his window. "Mornings, how I hate them." He muttered as he sat up. He walked over to his dresser and pulled out a red T-shirt and black jeans. He pulled a black jacket over the shirt and put on his running shoes. Although early, he needed to get to the Lair of The Golden, as some of them called it. He sighed as he walked outside.

The sun was shining and the small alley that led toward the front door of his apartment was full of trash. He shook his head and stretched a bit. Parkour running always was hard on the body, but it kept him in shape. After stretching his quads, he started with a light jog, then quickly broke into a run. He jumped over the garbage can in the alley and slid on the hood of the land owners car towards the apartment complex which they all hung out at.

Evania sighed, having woken up over an hour earlier than planned. She lie there for a few moments, hoping desperately to dose off again, but it was a useless endeavor. Rolling out of bed, she slipped on a pair of jeans and a blouse and paid a visit to the living room. She retrieved a book she had left there the night before. Then, walked cautiously back into her room, she sat down and began to read.

Finishing the book, she hesitantly looked over at her clock. Seeing that she'd only wasted a half an hour, she decided that she would sneak out a bit earlier than usual. Was there anything else to do? Knowing the answer was no, she thought about the possibility of eating breakfast... for once. Finished up her hair, she went to retrieve bottled water and a cheese stick, and found her brother already there, shoveling cereal into his mouth as speeds that should not have been possible.

"What the heck are you doin' here?!"

"I coud ashk ou teh shame ting," he replied, his mouth full of Corn Flakes.

"Nevermind... uh, are you planning on returning to bed?" She was hopeful.

"Nope!"

Evania's eyes flashed in agitation. She was tired, and now her emotions were a mess. "Fine!" She yelled, leaving her poor brother their as stunned as could be. She would get there and be with The Golden, one way or another. In fact, she would climb out her window if she had to! It then struck her that that was a wonderful idea, and she ran back to her room, where she clambered out the small window and stepped out into the dawn...



[OOC: Didn't know how to link it... http://www.roleplaygateway.com/roleplay/dissimulo/characters/evania-sylbr/]

Humming to herself, Cara moved swiftly around her large bedroom. The white walls reflected the brilliant sunlight that was streaming through the large open window, the curtain billowing in the breeze. As usual she was bright and cheerful, a glimmer to her grey eyes. Running a hand through her dark locks, she pulled them into a high ponytail, leaving strands around her pale face. Tugging on some tracksuit bottoms and a pale blue vest top, she surveyed herself in the mirror. It wasn't her normal attire, but lately she had been out jogging a lot. It helped to keep her healthy and fit. And today she was heading out earlier than she normally would. Smiling at her reflection, she grabbed her iPod and stuffed the buds into her ears, clicking the play bottom as she did. Glancing at the clock, she decided it was time she was off, or else she wouldn't have time to run before the rest of the day begun.

Silently, she slipped out of her room, closing the door behind her. Both of her parents would still be sound asleep and she did not want to wake them. As quietly as she could she walked down the hall. The rest of her house was identical to her bedroom, white and perfectly kept by her mother. Everything had to be just right, though it was sometimes a little too tidy for her own liking. The polished surfaces and the stacked books just screamed control. But despite that, Cara loved where she lived. The house was simply beautiful and more than she could have wished for.

It wasn't long before she had stepped out into the sunlight, which widened her smile even more. It was a beautiful day. Taking off down the steps at a jog, she turned left at the bottom and down the street. It didn't take her long to arrive on her favourite route and she allowed her feet to take her where they wished. She had run these paths so often recently that she didn't even really notice where she was going.

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Rawne wakes up, and yawns. "Damn it, I slept in." he rubs his eyes and takes a fast shower. "Gotta grab the others, its time to rock this place to the ground." he smirks as he dries off his hair. He eats a quick bowel of cereal, hides his weapons in a backpack, grabs his I-pod, and is out the door. "Time for some good old-fashioned ass kicking." he says to himself as he locks the door to the house him and his parents lived in until they disappeared. he stretches a bit, than jogs before going into a full-on run. In his spare time, Rawne is a freerunner for fun, just loving the exhiliration and the freedom it comes with. He heads for the rooftops, jumping over cars and flipping off of benches and walls. He is the first to arrive at the hotel where they all hang at. "Yes, first place again!" he whoops. "Looks like Alex owes me ten bucks." he muses as he pops open his wallet, getting ready for the big buck about to load in.