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Dylan Negovanlis

"If everything seems under control, you're not going fast enough."

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a character in “Seven”, originally authored by ☿Urania☿, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Dylan Negovanlis's Story

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Dylan wasn't much of a morning person but today he got up around nine in the morning and went for his morning jog. He had to do something to keep his mind off the events that has happened over the past few months that has almost taken everything away from him. His mother had let him take they're secret little summer cottage as his own which he was grateful for, in fact he got to see his older brother yesterday when he came to town. His brother was crashing at the cottage for a bit with his girlfriend but they finally brought they're own house so the cottage was all Dylan's. If asked he would say it's a bit lonely since it's a whole building was a bit big and he's more of an apartment man but he made do with what he was given and was grateful for it. Dylan had ran a whole two hours, he ran across the beach, through the very few alleys this town had and right back home which was through a bit of forest.

If he remember correctly he got home around 11:15 and went straight for the shower. He looks in the fogged mirror and rubs his chin a little. He had a bit of stubble growing again but it was long enough to shave yet so he thought he'll just shave tomorrow. After his inspection in the mirror the young man got dressed in one of his many raglan shirts with it's sleeves pulled up half way up and a pair of nicely fitting khaki pants. He spent about ten minutes looking for his shoes, the other pair he had that he wore yesterday but he was so tired yesterday from driving up here that he forgot where he put them at. When he finally found them though he slipped them on, grabbed his keys, wallet and phone then left the house. Dylan knew he should have dumped the phone a long time ago but he promised his mother that he'll call as soon as he got here and he forgot to yesterday. Grabbing the cheap phone he brought off some shady guy the day before after chucking his own in the lake back home Dylan dialed up his mother and began walking into town.

The phone rang about 3 times before his sister picked up the phone. "Hey, Gabi is mom around?" he asked through the phone as payed more attention to the buildings around him than where he was walking. Dylan heard his sister freak out for half a minute then told him he loved him and all before passing the phone to his mother. With smile appearing on his lips Dylan greeted his mother who he could sense was trying not to cry by the cracking in her voice. "Don't worry mom I'm fine. I miss you. Are you alright?" he asked genuinely concerned about his family back home. His mother told him how some men in black suits came to visit her right after he had left yesterday but she told them that she didn't know where he went and they simply left but gave her a card if she remembered anything later on. Letting out a relieved sigh Dylan ran his fingers through his hair before continuing to tell her how everything was going to be alright and how he missed them all. The conversation went on like that for about another ten minutes before he hung up.

By this time, without noticing he had been following this weird tingly feeling at the pit of his stomach. He thought it was nothing while he was on the phone but it was not getting to him. Dylan wasn't paying attention where he was walking and upon getting off the phone he almost walked head first into this man who was in front of him. Stopping abruptly in front of him Dylan put his hands up a little with the phone still in the right hand. "Whoa man, sorry I wasn't paying attention to where I was walking." Dylan said as he looked up. His stomach was feeling all sorts of weird and as quickly he put his hands up he put them back down. This felt familiar, the guy felt familiar. "This may sound weird but have we met before?" Dylan's face read curiosity and even more so when the feeling in his stomach got a bit stronger, twice as strong actually. He noticed a very pretty woman tailing the guy he was currently talking too and his left eyebrow rose up in a questioning manner. He was going to tell the guy something but Dylan decided not too because he wasn't sure if she was following him or not, it just looked like it so Dylan didn't want to assume.

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John was being followed. He knew because once you've been followed by mysterious guys in suits with questionable intentions, that feeling becomes easily identifiable. Ever since that incident, too, he's been a lot more cautious, and a lot more aware. However, he was so intent on listening to the woman's footsteps behind him that he wasn't paying attention when he ran straight into someone.

"Whoa man, sorry I wasn't paying attention to where I was walking." John looked up and snorted, neither was he. "This may sound weird but have we met before?" John frowned, feeling this weird sensation. he definitely knew this guy from somewhere. It was the same feeling he had felt when looking at the two girls, and the other fainter feeling he had when listening for the woman behind her. John shook his head.

"Sorry, I don't think I know you, but you do seem familiar." He said, staring intently at the guys face, hoping maybe to recognize something. He noticed the guy looking behind him and raise his eyebrow questioningly. John chuckled. "Yeah I don't know about her. Been following me for a couple blocks. Not the first time something like that happened,"[color] John said vaguely, trailing away. Then a thought hit him. What if the female following him was part of the people that had been following him a while back. What if they were changing tactics, trying to be less conspicuous? [color=#804000]"Uh I think i have to go," John said, glancing behind him.

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#, as written by Haas33
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She rounded a corner whistling an improvised tune with her new bags of supplies up her arms and she paused as her stomach felt funny. Not sickly or butterflies but something strange. She glanced up the street spotting three unfamiliar bodies that felt significant somehow. One whom was female, travelling a distance away from the two males, setting their nerves slightly off by the looks of them shifting their gaze self-consciously.
Claire were slow to realize this is exactly what she sought. But when she did, her bags slid off her arms causing her to awkwardly scramble to pick them up, cursing at herself for being less than elegant and subtle. Now, she might have well gone with it. Once she collected all her items up, mostly consisting of office/homing appliances and groceries she tried an awkward jog mixing with a brisk walk up to the males, playing into flustered traveler.

"Hey!" She called. "Excuse me, are you locals? Um, I was wondering if either of you knew where a motel or something was? I've been travelling all day and I'm just drained." That weren't even a lie, she noted, impressed with herself. These were 97% the people she were looking for, but who had what number and therefore ability.

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OOC: Is this RP still going??