Harold wanders into the coterie's haven about an hour from dawn, looking like he went riding on a motor cycle without a helmet. His fast and a decent portion of his clothes are covered in dust and his facial expression isn't that of some one who's had a good time. Purposefully he wanders into his room and starts taking off cloths. Some vampires wouldn't bother but Harold still maintains many of the habits of his past life. lifting the mattress of his bed he climbs into the hollowed out portion of the box spring he cut months ago and gets ready for a good day's sleep.
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Chapter 1.1: Being a loner is SO goth
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Re: Chapter 1.1: Back at the Haven
Maria, Still perched on the coach, nods to Foster as he removes himself.
She waits patiently and elegantly for the return of Harold. If it wasn't for the fact that she was dead, a passer by might think she was.
When Harold comes in, she notes his expression and starts to raise a question of how things went. "Evening Harold, So How.." As he walks past her and into his room. She guessing that things have gone less then well.
She waits patiently and elegantly for the return of Harold. If it wasn't for the fact that she was dead, a passer by might think she was.
When Harold comes in, she notes his expression and starts to raise a question of how things went. "Evening Harold, So How.." As he walks past her and into his room. She guessing that things have gone less then well.
"The Clock of Life is Wound But Once"
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