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located in Aires, a part of Birthstone Spirits: The Second Revival, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Tallyho Abel Character Portrait: Angela Taylor Character Portrait: Sorrell Hunt Character Portrait: Emerson Motlilio
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Sorrell peered out of the curtains shyly, staring at the city below. In many places, sunset might mean things were shutting down. In New York City, though, things were just about to get started. She saw her club, Le Vide, turning the lights on and bringing in the new supply load. On any other Thursday she'd be there with them, helping them bring in steel decks, booze, speakers and the like. Tonight, though, she was peacefully sipping her coffee and admiring the way the orange sun hung below the horizon. She felt a little tickle on her ankle, and looked down to see her cat, Maelee, cozying up to her. Reaching down, Sorrell strokes her ears affectionately.

"What do you say, Maels? Should I go get some fresh air? See the sights?" Of course, the cat gives no response, but Sorrell makes one up for her. "Central Park is probably gorgeous at sunset," she says to herself. Sighing with relaxation, she straightens and gets her jacket from the hook. Pulling it on, she checks her pockets for her keys and opens the door. "Sorry, nugget, not today," Sorrell says as she keeps her foot in the door to stop Maelee from breaking out. She'd already had to chase her down the hall twice since moving there a month ago, and her neighbors wouldn't like it if it happened again. Especially when she usually likes to duck into random rooms.

The air was nice and brisk as Sorrell made her way over to Central Park. There were food stands and bikers and horse-drawn carriages. It was big, and busy, and beautiful, just how she liked it. Chicago had been fun too, for awhile. Eventually she got tired of homeless men pissing on her porch, though. Yeah, that wore off quick. She stayed another year before making the jump to the Big Apple. So far, she liked what she saw.

She had just entered the park when she heard the crash of metal hitting pavement, and the subsequent groan that followed. Snapping her head to the left, she saw a young man had flipped his skateboard over the bench, and his dog was anxiously waiting to see if he was alright. "Oh, shit," she said as she started sprinting over to him.

"Nasty spill! Are you alright?" She asked him, looking to see for any visible injuries. Her friends thought it was insane that she would go up and talk to anyone, regardless if she knew them, but she couldn't help but respond when she saw someone in even a little bit of trouble. She knew this guy could probably take care of himself, but a concussion was nothing to be messed with. Looking around, she didn't see anything out of place that would have made him trip, though, except for a girl hanging from a tree. Wait, what? She did a double-take, making sure that there was, in fact, a young woman hanging from a tree in front of her. "Did you hit that girl?" She asked, debating on who she was supposed to be helping in this situation.