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located in New Orleans, a part of The Witch and The Witchhunter, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Jacqueline Lavaeu Character Portrait: Marcus Bane
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Image Marcus' view would shift up and towards Jacqueline as she sat down beside him. He would offer her a glass of scotch, another already in front of him - indicating his expecting of her arrival.

"I've been looking for you." She told him softly. "Why are you in 'ere?" Marcus nodded, taking a drink off his own glass as she spoke. He does not seem to smile or light up as he had began to ever time he saw her lately outside of the dream, his eyes mostly stay down on his glass, hearing her words - but clearly distracted with his own thoughts.

"Every time I'm here.. and I realize its a dream... this is where I go.. If I hadn't realized it was a dream... I'd be out on the streets with the others.. " He looks up at her, a hint of redness to his eyes. "But as you said... I would know it were.. so... Here I am."

"I made a friend, a very sweet boy, 'e 'elpd find you, even dz'ough 'e really wanted to get on dz'e ferry." She said, her face lighting up a bit as she talked about the boy. Marcus shook his head with an insincere smile, taking yet another drink from his dwindling scotch.

"He always wants to go on the ferry... and I never have the coins..." He says, swirling the ice cubes within his glass around for a moment before placing it back down on the bar. He looks back towards her, as he continues talking. "... and the damnedest thing is... He has the coins... but it's two coins per person... and he always waits for me... Every time I'm here... it's the same story.. " He sighs, leaning back on the bar stool a bit.

"I almost hate this dream the worst.. because every time I have it I have to be reminded that he never got to grow up to be this age.. that... I'm slowly forgetting what he use to look like and instead just keep imagining him as if he had kept on growing up... " His eyes lock on her yet again.

"Where did you wake up anyways?" He asked, a hint of curiosity in his voice.