"The Crow: Devil's Night"

Jared

The apartment was only a short distance away, but it seemed the longest walk of my life. I hurried through the streets, making my way to the firescape and climbing in through the window.
Once inside, I headed over to the chest of drawers and opened it, shifting through the clothes, eyes closed, feeling for what was hers. When I found a bra, discreetly hiding among my own shirts and socks, and pulled it out, laying the fabric close to my cheek.
I could smell her on it, and feel her within me, her breathing , her warmth.
"Baby, that was great," she was panting, but smiling. "Do you...y'know...?"
I dropped it, realizing that the memory was getting too strong for me. The sensations of the past becoming far too real in the present.
I also realized something else. Not everything I'd felt was a memory. Her scent was here, her perfume, stale but present, and that meant that she'd been here not too long ago.
She's still alive, I thought, and she isn't too far away, at least she might not be. But, I'll need help finding her.
I looked to the window, where the crow was perched. I eyed me, knowing my thoughts I was certain. Take me to the girl, I thought.
It squawked and took flight.
 
Erin Massiz

Laying in a hospital bed staring at the flickering florecent lights flickering above me. hitting the little red button taped to my hand repeatedly...

a nurse burst in and started checking my pulse, blood pressure, and anyother monitored rate she could. helping me sit up in the bed, I could barely make out her words.

garbled at first.. distant and echoing.

'are you thirsty' she asked over and over again 'would you like a drink'

trying to speak i croaked, 'water, please... water'

the nurse grabbed a cup and pulled out a few ice chips and stuck them on my tongue.

they quenched my dry throat but did nothing for the hot nasty thirst.

shaking with fever and chill i knew I had barely made it by the way the nurse talked.

'you are one very lucky gal, girly' she cooed...

'you was out for hours when you got here, many, even the doc's swore you were a gonner' smiling... ' almost lost you's twice in the er!'

she fed me a few more ice chips before i faded into a sleep again
 
Kareena

OOC: Hope you don't mind this look interesting.

IC:I waked down the cold streets of the city thinking of the thigs that were. My slender body dress and paited as a whore I walked the streets wanting to end it.

I wandered past the apartment where the accident happened that night. My friend, Jared.

I let a single tear slip from my eyes in mourning for those who died that night especialy Jarend.

I was supposed to be there that night hanging out with the gang but things were complicated and I was not able to make it.I was like my place too, a true home for me after the abusive life with my parnets. A true safehaven.

After that I was out and ended up here on the streets woking as a whose for the main druglord of this town. this was my survival.

I watched the window of the apartment that was my safehouse and noticed a man on the fire escape. i wonderd who would be there in the old boared up apartment.

"Hey you there" I called up to him
 
Jared

I froze as i heard a familiar voice below. i glanced back, wondering if whoever it was wold recognize me with my face painted as such.
"Who's there?" I called back, seing a prostitute standing down there, looking up, her face hidden in the shadows.
 
Kareena

I froze as the figure called back to me. I moved farther into the shadows to keep myself from harm. Here on the streets I feared for myself everyday. I feared that men would leave me dead on the street to avoid paying. I feared the boss that he would have way with me and hurt my. I feared it was all spining out of control.

"Who are you? No one is suposed to be up there" I moved out from the shadows and let my face light up in the dim lamplight from the street.
 
Erin Massiz

awaking in bed several hours late, and hitting the little button for a nurse.. 'how long have i been out?' I asked..

'several hours, nearly 3 days to be exact. You are free to leave at anytime. YOur doctor would like to get you into a program to help.' SHe went on.
 
Jared

"Does it matter who I am?" I ask. "All that matter is that you can trust me. Tell me, why do you hide in the shadows?"
 
Kareena

i stepped back out from the shadows from where I hid my face looking back up at his. his voice was comforting asnd familiar almost like that of my good friend.

"They are after me I'm sure thats why I hide. I know I'll be dead if they find me, llok what they have already done to me"
 
Jared

The prostitue's voice familiar, I was curious.
"Tell me, Friend, I asked. "WHat is your name?"
The urgency that I'd felt a moment ago remained, and I knew I needed to find her, but this girl's identity seemed just out of reach, like something I should know, but somehow can't remember.
 
Kareena

"I'm not sure if I should tell you. You could be one of them. But... here it goes. Out on the streets here they call me angel but you can call me Kareena if you promise not to tell them where I am.
 
Jared

"Kareena," i whispered, the word escaping my lips without my realizing as reality sunk in. "Kareena," I said again, this time raising my eyes to meet hers.
I eyed her face through the make-up painted on it, looking closer now than before and seeing the girl I once knew beneath it. i looked away then, realizing the possibility tht she might see me beneath my own.
Kareena...had she lived? No, she hadn't been there.
"I..." I paused, searching for something to say that might not give me away. "I used to know a girl named Kareena; sweet girl. Pretty. Beautiful smile. Perhaps you will show my your smile someday..."
 
Kareena

"My smile?" I remarked " There is nothing left of it or like it left. everything now is an act I can't escape from. It's all a nightmare which replays everynight. I don't belong to myself anymore." A single tear ran down my cheak. i looked back at the painted stranger.

"What is your name and why were you up there? And why are you all painted like that?"
 
Jared

"That's a long story, and one I don't even understand...Have you a place to stay? You don't live on the streets, do you?"
 
Robert Sith:

Sleep wasn't gracing Rob with his presance the last few nights, he felt uneasy, and strung out from the lack of it. He was spending his nights in the bars, hoping to just pass out, even if it were in the streets, but it wasn't happening. Stumbling out of the bar for the third night in a row, Rob started on his way back to his apartment.
 
Kareena

"I do not have a permanant home. Usually it is in the arms of my customers in where I stay at night. The boss has the rest of my stuff, or what is left of it.... Long story? I have time if you don't mind." my body shivered from the wind that blew past. "Chilly night huh?"
 
Lynn

(OOC: sorry haven't been around. work keeps me pretty busy.)

IC: After a bit of searching though the piles of books and magazines, I found what I was looking for. I flopped onto my bed and tossed the book down in front of me. It opened from old habit to the section I needed.

'People once believed that when someone died, a crow carried their soul to the land of the dead. Sometimes that soul carried with it a terrible sadness. And sometimes, just sometimes, that crow could carry that soul back to make the wrong things right...'
(OOC: sorry if I didn't get that quote exactly.. i can't remember all of it.)

Images of Jared and the bird flashed through my mind. "It's true. It's really true...." I thought to myself
I set the book aside and lay down. Troubled sleep came soon, as it did every night however, this time it was filled with images of the crow.
 
Erin Massiz

The doctors finially releasing her, Being only light-headed.. and able to have nothing more done for her...

walking down the street, to the apartment building... up old stairs adn to the door, unlocking it and entering to see rob walking around..

'I'm sorry! really i am.. please, i'll make it up..' i begged..
 
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