The Proper Role-Play

OOC
Okay...

BIC
I stand up when my head finally stops pounding and I start to try making my escape "Which is the front door..." I laugh at my stupidity and look out the window, "well The mailbox isn't out there on this side so I'm guessing it's the other." I tell myself
 
Rubble moved on the wrecked Russian street. A groan rose from underneath it, and a hand tentatively pushed some of it aside. Gradually, Damon's face became visible. When he finally got a hold of himself, he sat up. The last thing he could remember was Merry jumping up on his lap, and then there was some sort of explosion...
Suddenly, he cried out: "Merry! Oh crap! Merry!" A faint bark came from the other end of the street. Soon, Damon could see Merry's wagging tail approaching him. "Holy ****, you flea-ridden mutt. You scared me." He tried to get up, but a searing pain shot through his leg. Something had broken. Damon turned to his dog. "Get Alekandre... Here..." He picked up his quiver full of his writing materials and scribbled down a note. He then tucked it into Merry's collar. The dog turned with a bark, and loped off.
 
I open The door and walk out, giving a last look at the place, I walk out and start to see the past as I walk to the border, to the next country. "I'll make better luck there." I whisper, trying to convince myself. The snow falls around me, covering my foot prints and my 'magik' and I walk in The middle of the road enjoying the feel of the cold weather.
 
I watch as phoenixes fly through the air, landing here and there. A group of hooded Werecats walk down the street, looking as if they were monks with claws and catlike features. There ears poked out through slits in the top of the hood.
 
I look my house up and down, proud of my work. The magnificent moat is made out of water, for now. I walk inti the city, bored from the work, hoping for something exciting.
 
I was aroused from my thoughts by a barking dog.
“Hey, merry...Wait, MERRY! Where's Damon?” I said taking the note from her (or him?)
Broken leg yadayadayada...
I'll help him later, first I needed to wash this dog.
 
Stands at The border and looks back. "Stop looking back. It's bad luck" i mutter to myself. And closes my eyes, trying to forget this town and all it's people Human and non human alike.
 
I poke Tess. "What're you doing?" I ask. I look around to see if there is anyone I recognize anywhere, but I see Noone.
 
She's leaving... A voice whispered in my mind.
I grabbed Merry from the tub, teleporting us both to Tess.
“Ophelia tells me you are leaving?” I said.
 
OOC,

Well, it started with me at the red square. The Poison, a half demon, reached havoc down the street. Well, I and some other people knocked Poison out along with a bloodthirsty vampire. The Poison has gone semi-insane and is screaming in the infirmary for a item unknown. Tess is trying to leave. She is a werecat.
 
"Nope. You aren't leaving. Not without a fair goodbye to me and Alekandre." I say, angry at you for leaving. Even without telling us goodbye.
 
"I didn't Want to upset you guys." Mutters blankly. I look at my surroundings. "I might be back one day. Maybe not. It depends on Where life leads us. Which river we take. It's not what we decide. It's What we do that decides for us."
 
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