Setting
This area is the very center of Wing City, in the midst of the Wing City Gardens.
Wing City Town Square
This area is the very center of Wing City, in the midst of the Wing City Gardens.
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Wing City Town Square is a part of 
Wing City.
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Sarah Locheart [31] Fire Chief of the Fire Department of Wing City
Loretti Basque [30] Mistborn were created when Rashek condensed the power of Preservation into the metal Larasium which he and a few of his closest friends and allies ingested, granting them Allomantic powers.
Cyril Partridge [27] A chaotic demon, actually kind of a jerk.
Delta Vargas [21] On a plane trip to the rabbit hole.
Ariel Moore [21] "Some people say I'm overprepared."
C. McLoughlan Jr. [19] A homicide detective for the Wing City Police Department.
Roxxy [19]
Yah'akov Kohen [19] "Yes, I am blind. No, I am not an invalid."
The Enoch Echoes [19] A primarily Jewish rock band that's known for playing at bars and coffee shops, and their blind drummer.
Randolph Pickman [18] Art Sales Man of mysterious origins.
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Titania Brightsmith sighed heavily as thunder pealed from on high. "Harsh, you say...I'd have to do a bit of research. Location, tuition, school hours, and so forth. Also, despite Excadrill ruining some of that furniture, the rest of it is going to look great in a house like yours. As for the clawed-up stuff, I think I'll take it."
Akil Andire nodded.
She handed the stuff to Titania, a bunch of pieces of paper.
I have the stuff right here. I was looking it up for you. No thanks needed.
She handed the stuff to Titania, a bunch of pieces of paper.
Titania Brightsmith tried not to get the papers too wet from runoff as she went over the file, assisted by the street lamps and the occasional lightning flash. "This helps a lot. Thanks. Wonder how those two are getting along...I left them in my League suite. Nothing in there that I can't replace."
Akil Andire smiled as she pointed at the details.
So yeah. Very good credentials. Reasonable fee for what it offers. They have flexible hours too.
Titania Brightsmith handed the papers back to Akil, not in the least bit curious about where she was keeping them. "Give those back to me when we get back to HQ. Don't want to ruin them in the storm. We can't exactly sit out here all night."
Titania Brightsmith nodded back. "Right." Maybe it was the fact that it was raining, maybe they just wanted to minimize exposure to any prying eyes, but Titania found herself taking strides that were a bit longer than usual.
Parson glanced around, and kicked his feet, sitting on a bench and sipping his blood. The boy was waiting on his pet. He was being very nice and letting his pet have his own life, but the boy had something for him now, in his pocket. After all, everyone ought to know, and maybe this would keep the weird other's away. Stupid other people.
Iven Rooknell had slowly sneaked up behind Parson and would try and cover his eyes with his hands before saying "Guess who?" Smirking as he asked the question before chuckling softly.
Parson beams and turned around happily. "Iven! I got you something. So no one ever, you know, tries to poach you from me. Or anything like that. You don't have to wear it of course." The little vampire was clearly as pleased as could be.
"Whoa, your pretty happy today Parson- oh you have something for me? I'd be more then happy to wear it if it's from you," Iven replied kind of suave smiling as he did so. He was looking forward to seeing what this surprise was.
Parson was happy. He was even in a playful mood. The child pulled out a dog collar from his pocket, including a tag on it. The tage read
Iven
If found return to:
Parson Lessard
567-231-5369
It was in the shape of a small shield, like one might see on a cop badge. The boy seemed pleased. "The other side is a mark to let other vampire know not to bite you." He said happily.
Iven
If found return to:
Parson Lessard
567-231-5369
It was in the shape of a small shield, like one might see on a cop badge. The boy seemed pleased. "The other side is a mark to let other vampire know not to bite you." He said happily.
Iven Rooknell Looked at the collar and his smile grew wider, "thank you Parson!" He replied quite happily before attempting to hug Parson, wrapping his arms around him. "I'll definitely wear, good thing too since like you said, it'll let other vampires know not to bite me."
Parson returned the hug quite happily. He beams in pleasure. "I'm glad you like it! I wasn't sure, since it's a dog collar and all, and you're a human pet, not a dog pet." This made quite the difference. Besides, he liked Iven more than he liked dogs.
"Haha, no I love it," Iven then parted from the hug smiling kind of in a cute way, he wouldn't know he never enjoyed being called cute. "How have you been lately?"
Parson shrugged. "Alright, I guess. How's your cheek? It doesn't hurt does it?" The boy was clearly worried. "I'm a horrible owner. I let you get hurt, cause my sister was throwing a temper tantrum." The boy bemoaned, feeling almost ill. His poor pet.
Iven Rooknell Tapped his cheek lightly with his index finger before saying "no it's fine really, I'm scratched by damn demons quite a lot..." Well is was true, he just covered them up so people wouldn't stare at him.
"Trust me..." Iven said looking deep into Parson's eyes "you are the best and the only owner i'd ever want."
"Trust me..." Iven said looking deep into Parson's eyes "you are the best and the only owner i'd ever want."
Parson beamed in pleasure at that idea. "Thank you. I'll try as hard as I can to be worthy, Iven." He said, meeting Iven's gaze head on. He meant it too. Parson would do his absolute best to care for his pet. Humans lived ages, but he suspect this human may leave, once it was old enough. He hoped not, but he suspected so.
Iven Rooknell Nodded smirking a bit before finding his cheek become a bit pink. Was he blushing? Wow he got shy easily. "What games do you enjoy playing Parson?"
Parson took the collar from Iven and put it on his pet happily. "I don't play many games. The only one I have to play with it Beth, and you saw her. She's rotten." He shrugged, and looked embarrassed. "I dissect stuff though. That's fun."
Truth was, he didn't really know how to play many games.
Truth was, he didn't really know how to play many games.
Iven Rooknell nodded, "yeah same...hasn't been much to dissect lately though." Iven didn't really know what to do, but was happy that the collar was now around his neck. He couldn't help but be playful and poke Parson's cheek chuckling softly to himself.
Parson thought it over. "Okay. What do you like to do!" They boy declared, having diced that they'd do that, whatever that may be. He didn't particularly care. He smiled shyly at his pet, clearly pleased as punch.
"Well I enjoy trying to scare people...I know it sounds silly but it's just amusing to me ha..." Iven could tell that the two were becoming ever closer friends.