open;;SACRED SILENCE AND SLEEP.

[breadehlina]

••• Now, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder? •••
••• June 24th, afternoon, park•••

Scads and scads of people covered the park like ant hills, and it probably made even the most confident person in the whole God-damned Earth somewhat paranoid. Vibrancy and omnifarious people, some reticent and others causing commotion like hell, filled the large grassy vicinity. Parents with phoney grins tried to diffuse their children's energy, although most of these parents were simply their to endure their child's behavior and wait for their divorced husband or wife. Ah! Holy matrimony! So lovely! Not.

Currency in support money was handed over like pimps and hoes, as America had become very differential to it's setting in the past years. Usually, as the parental guidances would finally finish their onus task of hitting the off button on their son or daughter's maruading, the spoiled brat would just would give some retortion on how they liked the other parent better and if you wanted them to love you you'd have to let them do it. Yet, the parents curtailed it every time (although, some gave it up and just ****ing retreated to their spot on the benches) and then, this was what most likely let onto the troubled teen years and the "OMG! I HATE MY LYFEE!!1!111one" stage.

Nearby, a homeless man wandered aimlessly in a crapulous fashion, reminding you of something matyrdom-like with many gleaming silver and gold crosses hung across his wrinkled neck, a beard littered with dirt and grime on his chin. The boring park seemed more like a madhouse at this point in time, as it could be perceived as a fun place for children to crap around at or just a place for the mentally insane and bratty little kids. Humm. Just depended on your view, no? If you did choose the latter, you'd better start hoping for some witan, burly god with ichor in his veins and powers like Zeus to show up, 'cause that didn't seem to be happening anytime soon.

That was what was buzzing in a mackle through Lark's mind as he approached the almost too normal park, his eyes darting around questioningly. The ebony-haired male debated on turning back and saying fuck it all, but instead he shrugged indifferently. Whatever. He had a hangover and he'd just perenate the sounds from outside. Usually he'd come here to think and make some sort of espial, although nothing came to mind as he leaned against a knarred oak, scandent vines lacing up the sides in delicate images. This part of the vicinity was pretty dormant, and he took the opportunity to slide down onto the grass without any hesitation. Deciding to be somewhat reticent for the day as some other onlookers to the scene were, Lark let his dark orbs fall shut, rays of sun still penetrating his eyelids as his head stayed tilted upwards towards the blue skies.

tagged • whomever.
lyrics • "toxicity" by system of a down.[/color]
notes • . . . .
word count • four hundred ninety eight.[/size][/color][/font][/color]

[jacob envy lorcan]

Jake walked to the busy park absentminded. Just walking, and taking in nothing. Normally when he went out into public in the town he would choose the cemetery, but for some reason he didn't. Maybe looking for some sort of friend? Maybe a human. Someone normal. Like some normality couldn't hurt. So he walked into the park, because that was normal. Suddenly Jake found himself wishing he was normal. That he hadn't imprinted on a part vampire part human that didn't really like him much. He wished that he didn't have an enemy that wouldn't mind killing him. He wished that when he got a temper he wouldn't change into a giant wolf. Jake's eyes were glossed over and his vision was blurry.

Jake was frowning, no, grimacing at all the pain, phisical and mental. He was also really unhappy that he couldn't run away from the world as a wolf. He couldn't change because of a broken collar bone that he kept re-breaking. All the thinking was making him really pissed at the world. And his body ached to change. Jake looked around at all the people that he couldn't pick any details out of. His vision was to blurry. He wasn't crying. It was some effect that the stupid imprint had on him. Jake caught sight of a guy that looked... colorful? He couldn't tell, but he looked like he wasn't with anyone.

The guy was sitting under a tree, his eyes closed Jake observed as he got closer. Was he asleep? Jake got closer and he could smell the guy was human. That was good. Now how was he supposed to approach? Well ask for the time of coarse! Jake's expression didn't change. And his eyes were still glassy. He stood by the guy and spoke. Hey, do you have the time? Jake said. He was surprised that his normally loud and slightly jovial voice sounded so rough, quiet, and blunt.

[carla katy znader]

/////My Shadow's Only One
---That Walks Beside Me/////

/////My Shallow Heart's

---The Only Thing That's Beating/////[/right][/color]

Man this park sure is busy today.[/i] Cary though to herself as she watched two young children climb about the playground. Cary wasn’t one for going to a place to busy, but these kids she had to watch for the afternoon just wouldn’t shut up about the park. Her mother’s best friend’s kids.

Sammy and Lily. Both six and both annoying as hell. The two were always on a sugar high, sometimes if Cary had to watch them for too long she felt like she was going to lose her mind. At this point she was close to that. She had been watching them for four or five hours now and knew she had another two or more because their mother was helping out Cary’s mother at the shop.

Sighing a little, she uncrossed her legs and then recrossed them the other way. With one earphone in her ear and the other hanging loosely over her shoulder, she watched the two kids closely. They seemed find, but you never know now a days. After all it did not help the fact they lived in a town where people were found dead almost every day.

Only before she could do or think anything else, the twins were gone. She felt her eyes grow wide and she sat up rather quickly. She had just seen the two go into the slide, yet neither one of them could be seen now. “Shit.” She whispered to herself before standing up rather quickly.

Cary began to run towards the crowded park and looked around. Coming to a stop in the middle of a lot of kids, she looked around more. Lucky for her she just spotted the two of kids running towards the path. “Sammy! Lily! Get back here!” She called out with her soft voice, trying not to make the kids thing this was just another sill game.

So with that, she was off again running after the two. Good think these kids were little, then she would be able to catch them. Cary was a rather slow running and that’s how it had always been. Sports were just not her thing, she could do so many things in art but nothing in a sport. She’d most likely fall on her own ass in any sport if she tried. She was just that bad.

By now Cary was only a few feet behind the kids. Cary almost had to dance through the people to get pass everyone. There were just so many people here, she knew this was a bad idea. Lily then giggled, Cary knew that tone right away. The two were about to do something bad. “No, no, no.” Cary said to herself well pushing herself forward just a little faster.

That was when Sammy pushed a tall male, most likely in his teens standing in front of another male that was under a tree. Lucky for Cary she quickly grabbed both the wrist of the two kids. Bring them both to a quick stop. Out of breath she quickly glanced away from the two trouble makers and over to the male. “I’m so sorry about that. They just started running.” She huffed out in uneven breaths.

Playing Out//Boulevard Of Broken Dreams--Green Day
Spoken For\\ Lark && Jacob
News To// 535
Dress Up\\ Outfit