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located in Smithbrook, a part of No One Mourns The Wicked, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Spence Heath Character Portrait: Iggy Ramone
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IGGY RAMONE



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Iggy listened to him very intently, a quietly sympathetic ear as always and she nodded along so he knew she was taking his brief explanation in and genuinely cared about what he said, then when he was finished; she looked up at him and smiled softly, clutching her coffee in her pale hands, her red painted nails just covering the tail of her name which had been scrawled across the cup in purple ink. "I'm really glad to hear things have turned around for you Spence, honestly. I knew they would," She told him softly with an assured glow in her expression and just a natural shimmer of confidence behind her eyes.

"Memory lane it is in then," She told him gently. She pulled her denim jacket to sit around her front more comfortably then let it go and kept walking, optimism irradiating her expression.

She couldn't pretend she didn't cherish his company and she couldn't lie to herself and say this wasn't the easiest conversation she'd have with someone since everyone left town but it didn't bother her. They were close once, it was bound to be like this.

She sighed when he turn came and took a moment to gather herself and prepare herself, she bit her tongue, let go of it and then bit it again before she eventually spoke. "Well after...after Frances, and then you left town. I went off the rails for a while, I think I consumed more drugs and alcohol in the three months after that then Britney Spears in her entire 2007 meltdown, after I while my Mum picked me up from a party and set me a bit straighter, I wanted to be productive, went vegan, I'm pretty hard core about that now and started blogging for a music magazine. Then I left town and I took up art again, I have some pieces at the local gallery and in a couple of stores back in Scotland from where I went home, they did pretty well and now I'm here. Dyed my hair blue, pink and purple somewhere within all of this and got a couple of tattoos," She explained everything very quickly, as though she wanted to get out the way as quickly as possible and move on from it all. Saying Frances name out loud had left her choked and made her squirm.

She felt so sickened by her own lie, she'd been able to live with it before but now looking Spence in the eye and talking about her past like she was so hard done by, she felt sick.

She started walking down the street, one step after another keeping herself in time with him. The town was so familiar she didn't even need to think about any of the turnings it just came naturally, she encouraged him to turn left by touching his elbow for a short moment and when they turned, their high school was standing there at the end of the lane and Iggy chuckled a little.

"Christ, you remember this place? Best and worst days of my life now I think about it," She sighed softly.