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Kit lets her backpack slide off her back then sits down on the park bench. She fishes out 2 apples and a bag of beef jerky from a pocket of the bag. She gives each of her furry friends a piece of jerky and gets out a pocket knife. While Nyx and Astraia make short work of the jerky she peels the apples, which she shares with her friends. While chewing on her piece of jerky she takes off her hat and wipes the sweat from her brow with a bandanna. Her red curls are pulled back into a pony tail.

She rubs the scruff of Astraia's neck. "So what do you think? Stay here tonight? Maybe we can find some other lost souls of the road?" Feeling left out Nyx jumps up onto the bench and head butts Kit. Kit just smiles and give the darker of the pair a hug. ** Find a place for us. Find the local Lost. Find her. I can't believe there is someone living my life, well I like the sound of that better than the idea that my parents didn't miss me. They just didn't know I was gone. **


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Sep. 14th, 2007 02:24 am (UTC)
From farther down the road a woman lopes into the rest area, moving her lank limbs in a kind of boneless cadence. From this distance her worn dusty clothes can be seen, as well as her colorful orange-hued hair.
Sep. 14th, 2007 03:57 am (UTC)
Kit watches from the corner of her eye as she tilts her head back to drink from a bottle of water.
Sep. 14th, 2007 04:05 am (UTC)
Like Kit, the newcomer is burdened by a traveler's backpack but she also carries a guitar case with what looks like a homemade shoulder strap. She looks across the park and nearby buildings with cool, suspicious glances.
Sep. 15th, 2007 03:02 am (UTC)
** Let her have the first move... So many new people to meet and who knows what they want. **

Kit slices off another piece of apple and pops it into her mouth, watching the new comer out of the corner of her eyes.
Sep. 15th, 2007 03:09 am (UTC)
Once she spots Kit and her two companions she halts abruptly with the sound of running shoes skidding on gravel. The young woman tenses down on her legs, as if getting ready to bolt. She looks over at Kit curiously. Her eyes, something is not quite right with those eyes...
Sep. 15th, 2007 05:37 pm (UTC)
Kit gives a warm smile with slightly elongated canines. "Hello."
Sep. 17th, 2007 02:29 am (UTC)
She draws closer. "You don't look like any Royalist I know, not that I've known any. Are your two friends there friendly?"
Oct. 1st, 2007 07:47 pm (UTC)
"Royalist? I don't think so. The girls are wild, but comfortable enough around humans to make it impossible to release them into the wild. I'm called Kit, and they are Astraia and Nyx."
Oct. 4th, 2007 02:36 am (UTC)
((OOC: Bump))
Oct. 2nd, 2007 11:19 am (UTC)
She nods, and after hefting the guitar case higher on her shoulder she walks over.
"I'm Gail, pleased to meet 'cha." She stoops to let the canines sniff her hand if so inclined.
Oct. 3rd, 2007 02:43 pm (UTC)
"Nice to meet you. Where are you headed, and well where are you from? I'm from Jersey, but am looking to settle here, hopefully."

The foxes to check Gail out briefly.
Oct. 3rd, 2007 03:14 pm (UTC)
"Hell, where am I not from? My mother had to move around a lot, mostly all over the midwest with some time in L.A., Denver, Portland... I kind of like New England so far, I might be perswaded to stick around."
Oct. 3rd, 2007 06:51 pm (UTC)
** Ah yes, the a annoying 'get to know each other without offending' part of meeting a new person. ** "I'm hoping to reclaim my old life, how about you?" ** Why beat around the bush? **
Oct. 3rd, 2007 07:31 pm (UTC)
A haunted expression passes across Gail's face. "No. I'm not the person I once was. Too much change, damage. I want to move forward instead of back, to find out who I am now. My main concern is arming myself, preparing." She pauses. "I admire your hope, however."
Oct. 4th, 2007 02:30 am (UTC)
Kit frowns, "I've seen people I used to know. They sort of still recognized me, but didn't understand why I was in New Jersey, not up here. I know a lot of us can't be recognized... Want to share the road for a while, two are safer than one, or well four."
Oct. 4th, 2007 02:36 am (UTC)
She smiles, and generally seems more relaxed. Casually she brushes her yarn-like hair behind her ear. "I'd love to. Yeah, I know what you mean, last thing I remember of my old life, I was on tour somewhere around Minneapolis. I ended up on Plymouth, and I've never been that far east. Funny how that works out... So this is near your home town? I'm glad someone can give me the lay of the land."
Oct. 25th, 2007 09:22 pm (UTC)
"I was trail running at park near where my mother worked, back in New Jersey. The family was planning on moving up here, but hadn't done it yet. But well when I got back, time had passed, and they had moved and I've more or less walked from NJ to here. I bought some maps, but don't really know how good they are."
Oct. 26th, 2007 04:16 am (UTC)
"Well, we can walk together for a while, if you're agreeable. I'm heading to Miles Cross."
Oct. 27th, 2007 02:24 am (UTC)
"That is my destination as well. Why are you going there?" Kit kneels to get the foxes ready to travel again.
Oct. 27th, 2007 02:38 am (UTC)
She grins. "Process of elimination. I've been all over Essex County this summer and it's last on my list. I didn't know myself where I was heading until just recently. So far keeping my movements random has helped me stay unmolested. You want to hear a song as we walk?" She pats her guitar case.
Oct. 28th, 2007 12:25 am (UTC)
Kit smiles with relief. "A song would be good. Very good." With the foxes ready she pulls her pack on and grabs her walking stick. "So when you looked up your old life what did you find?"
Oct. 28th, 2007 01:24 am (UTC)
Blind rage crosses Gail's face. "That my old band hand changed their name and were hardly playing my songs anymore; but somehow I was still in the lineup the last two albums."
Oct. 29th, 2007 06:30 pm (UTC)
Kit inhales like someone about to jump into a deep lake, ** Don't want to trust a stranger, but only way to make a friend.** "Have you looked for your doppelganger? The one played on the albums as you? I'm looking for mine, I don't know what I'm going to do when I find her, but I want my life back." As Kit talks her voice speeds up.
Oct. 29th, 2007 07:21 pm (UTC)
Her rage quickly melts away. She gives Kit a contemplative look. "I'm not ready for that, though I respect your need to. Hell, I'd help you do it. Anything to slap Them in the face, get a little of our own back." She brings her right hand up and studies it. "Me, I don't feel like the same person. I've changed; my mind has changed, my body has changed. Maybe once I find out who I am now can I reclaim who I was then."
Oct. 29th, 2007 07:59 pm (UTC)
"I just don't know what 'IT' will be. I'm different too, but I think maybe it could still work. I think I was taken because of skills I already had, and I'm better at them now than before. I used to help my father, he's a vet, now I can talk to some types of animals. I used to run pretty fast, I'm much faster now. I mean if I had these skills, without having been taken, I wouldn't complain. I don't remember the details all that well, and my gut tells me, I'm saner that way, somethings you want to forget."
Oct. 29th, 2007 08:11 pm (UTC)
((OOC: Bump!))
Oct. 29th, 2007 08:10 pm (UTC)
"I don't know why I was taken either, I think it was because I tempted fate. But I know what I became when I got there. Some plaything for an otherworldly puppeteer... I know what you mean, I can play the guitar and sing a bit better than I used to. It's only natural after months of practice. But I have trouble doing other things, things that came naturally to me before. Like I can't seem to memorize music as well as I used to."
Oct. 29th, 2007 08:40 pm (UTC)
Kit nods, "I thought fox hunting was a cruel sport before I was taken, but I have real strong feeling about it now. It's more than just cruel..." Kit gives one of the 'dogs' a pat on the side. "How about we change the subject a bit. Or that song. I don't like thinking about it so much, you know that old saying about someones ears burning when you talk about them..."
Oct. 29th, 2007 10:38 pm (UTC)
"I couldn't agree more! I think I know an appropriate tune." After adjusting her backpack and guitar she launches into an acoustic rendition of David Bowie's Width of a Circle.

"In the corner of the morning in the past
I would sit and blame the master first and last
All the roads were straight and narrow
And the prayers were small and yellow
And the rumour spread that I was aging fast
Then I ran across a monster who was sleeping
By a tree
And I looked and frowned and the monster was me"
Oct. 30th, 2007 01:53 am (UTC)
Kit matches her pace to Gail's and queitly listens to the song. ** Monsters, like when my emotions overwhelm any sense of reason. ** Kit's mood doesn't lighten.
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