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capeandcowllogs2012-04-17 10:46 am
dazzlingyou) wrote in capeandcowllogs2012-04-17 10:46 am
hey, I just met you and this is crazy but here's my number so call me maybe
WHO: Edward Cullen and YOUUUUUUUUUU
WHERE: All around the city. Literally.
WHEN: this whole week at all hours. just specific when they meet.
WARNINGS: None? Will be added to if needed.
SUMMARY: Edward is doing his usual people-watching thing. Maybe he's outside your window, watching you from across the diner, walking beside you, or standing beside you on a rooftop. Don't worry, he won't bite.
FORMAT: Quick to start with but prose is OK.
[ Edward was bored. Terribly, horribly bored. He moved effortlessly through the streets. His 'borrowed' car that might as well be considered stolen was in a storage shed. He was trying new ways of living; technically homeless, though he didn't really need to have a home. Clothing wasn't difficult to acquire and he didn't need to sleep, eat, or bathe (unless he was covered in dirt, blood, or some other substance like that).
Sometimes he enjoyed playing hero- helping a kitten down from a tree (or child, as was often the case in parks), helping an elder cross the street, stopping a thief from making off with a purse or stolen merchandise. He supposed he wasn't the only one who did so - in a city filled with the heroic types - and while Edward wasn't really into the whole 'superhero' thing like others were, he did enjoy helping others. It was hard to not be a gentleman, after all.
TL;DR Edward is out in the city somewhere and being broody/sparkly if it's sunny out. ]
WHERE: All around the city. Literally.
WHEN: this whole week at all hours. just specific when they meet.
WARNINGS: None? Will be added to if needed.
SUMMARY: Edward is doing his usual people-watching thing. Maybe he's outside your window, watching you from across the diner, walking beside you, or standing beside you on a rooftop. Don't worry, he won't bite.
FORMAT: Quick to start with but prose is OK.
[ Edward was bored. Terribly, horribly bored. He moved effortlessly through the streets. His 'borrowed' car that might as well be considered stolen was in a storage shed. He was trying new ways of living; technically homeless, though he didn't really need to have a home. Clothing wasn't difficult to acquire and he didn't need to sleep, eat, or bathe (unless he was covered in dirt, blood, or some other substance like that).
Sometimes he enjoyed playing hero- helping a kitten down from a tree (or child, as was often the case in parks), helping an elder cross the street, stopping a thief from making off with a purse or stolen merchandise. He supposed he wasn't the only one who did so - in a city filled with the heroic types - and while Edward wasn't really into the whole 'superhero' thing like others were, he did enjoy helping others. It was hard to not be a gentleman, after all.
TL;DR Edward is out in the city somewhere and being broody/sparkly if it's sunny out. ]
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