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Robi shrugged. "Still in danger for another year." She said, the cloud coming back to her eyes. You could see that the cheerfullness was gone. "Why are you even here anyway? You left me to die, and didn't even look back!"

"I come to Earth every year for a few weeks." Peter said a little in defense. "I..I couldn't let you live in Neverland! Hook was trying to kill you. And me. I had to take you back. What's happened to you?" he asked, noticing that the happy spark that was usually in her eyes was gone.

Robi shook her head. "Fine. Then why don't you go back?" She said with a slight snarl, picking up her bow and arrow, and starting to storm off.

Peter frowned, and flew forward after her, stopping abruptly in front of her. "Because I found you again! ...And I have two weeks left," he mumbled. "Why're you so snappy?" he asked following alongside her while flying. Tinkerbell kept an eye on the cat, making note not to make him mad or draw attention to herself.

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Have you seen Rise of the Guardians?

(No, not yet. I will be though.)

Chex stopped as Robi did, tail flicking.

Robi raised an eyebrow. "Maybe because I'm suposed to be dead now, and I'm being hunted each day because of you?" She asks, crossing her arms. She was close to crying at the moment. She didn't want to be alone anymore, but knew that she was putting him in danger with him being an elf, and all.

Bumped up, as requested.

Peter gave her a sympathetic look, and rested his feet on the ground. "I'm sorry about all that Robi." He took a few steps forward, diminishing the distance between them. He studied her face for a second, taking in her features. She had changed so much from when he'd last saw her. Frankly, she had gotten immensely more attractive to him. "Now that you're older, I think Neverland would be happy to have you back..." he said as an indirect way of asking her to come back to Neverland with him.

Robi had tenced. That was something that she would never grow out of. She hated people getting close to her, if it wasn't her choice. She took a few steps back, away from him. Robi pushed some hair behind her ear, and looked at the ground, thinking. "Well, I supose, if you don't leave me again, then seeing Neverland might be nice." She said looking up, and giving him a warm smile.

"No, I won't leave you. I've got a friend I want to show you there, too," Peter said breaking into a smile. He grabbed her hand and began pulling her, "I can go back early. You okay with that Tink?" Before Tinkerbell could jingling in her response, he replied for her, "Okay good. Off to Neverland we go then!" He made sure Robi's cat wasn't left behind, so he sent Tinkerbell to him. She hesitantly blew some pixie dust on him so he could fly as well, then fluttered back to Peter. Peter had Tink gently cascade her with the shimmering gold dust and a moment later she was floating off the ground like he was. "Are you ready?" he asked tightening his grip on her hand.

Robi tightened her grip on his hand aswell. "So, who is this... friend? And why was he or she alowed when I wasn't? That is so not fair." She said, looking at Chex, before back at Peter. There was clear hurt in her bright yellow eyes. "Did you think that I couldn't handle myself? That I'm weak?"

Chex flicked his tail, as he started floating, and lunged at Tink, his paws trying to get a grip on the air.

Bumping, just incase Ney would like to rp with me again...

Let's begin again!

Name: Sam Winchester || Sarah Manning

Age: 31 || 28

Gender: Male || Female

Breed: (if animal)

Where are you from: (if from book/movie/tv): Supernatural || Orphan Black

Personality: Sam has never fit that he has "fit in" with any one. He's rather shy for the most part until you get to know him,

but he might have trust issues with you for awhile. When you do, he's rather funny, but still quiet for the most part. But he's

not afraid to speak his mind. Most of the time, his intentions are right, even though he might be doing wrong. || Sarah is a very

rash person and jumps right into situations without thinking. She's street smart and isn't always on the right side of the law.

It will probably take a long time for her to warm up to you because of being switched from foster parents often as a child.

Looks: get to that later

Other: He's a trained in many fighting skills and don't get on his bad side ||

Sam and Sarah

Name:  Sherlock Holmes || Laurie Strode

Age: 30 || 27

Gender: Male || Yes. Laurie, a female name, is so obviously a guy.

Where are you from: Sherlock || Halloween

Personality: Sherlock is a highly functioning sociopath || Laurie is very wise and loves kids.

Looks: http://www.bbcamerica.com/anglophenia/files/2013/07/sherlock.jpg || http://s1.hubimg.com/u/1044858_f520.jpg

Other: Is a detective || Was almost killed by a mad man who wouldn't die.

sweet I'm really excited to start again haha I'll start I guess...

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Sarah sauntered into Huxley Station with her hands in the pockets of her jacket, not really knowing where she would go. All she knew was that she needed to get away from her old life. She reached into her bag and pulled out her Ipod and put her headphones in, listening to The Clash.

Sam wandered into Huxley Station, checking the photo his brother had given him. How in the hell was he supposed to find this person in this huge crowd of people bustling around him. He rolled his eyes in frustration and shoved the picture back in his pocket. Screw it, if Dean wanted to find someone he'd have to come and do it himself.

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I was thinking... opening to a murder mystery maybe? I thought that would fit... and yeah sorry i keep changing my name i just couldn't decide haha

Sure, a murder mystery sounds good. A nice, creative start.And haha, no problem. I'm looking for a new name..... Maybe like Freddy'sGirl or something.... Idk...

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Sherlock walked down the empty street. His partner, John Watson, was in France at the moment, leaving Mr. Holmes alone. Seeing his shadow slowly appearing, he turned around to see the lights of a taxi, and flagged it. He got in, ordering them to go to the old parking garage near the Huxley Station.

Rachel walked into Huxley Station. She was going to be baby sitting a brother and sister until their mom got there- in a week or so. It had been a few years sinse the man, that demonic man, had tried to kill her. Knowing it was close to Halloween, she looked around nervously, as if expecting someone to be following her.

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I'm thinking about re-doing the rp thingy. A fresh rp for a fresh start.

Yeah I wouldn't mind that... it would probably be a good idea... 

Sarah kept walking down Huxley Station along the tracks, lost in thought. She was on edge. Every person she saw she thought they were watching her or could be someone she knew that would want to drag her back into the mess she was in. She eventually got to a part of the station where few people were except for a tall guy who really needed a haircut, a woman who kept looking over her shoulder like something was going to bite her, and another woman standing with her back to her. Sarah could hear sobs coming from her. Curious, Sarah walked up to the woman with her back to her and tapped her shoulder, turning her around, “Hey what’s your problem?”

Sam pulled out his phone and on it displayed a text from Dean, “You find her yet?” Sam rolled his eyes, and started texting him back when he noticed a woman crying at the other side of the platform. She was wearing an oversized jacket even though it was in the middle of the summer. Weird... he thought to himself. He ignored it and began to reply to Dean when some weird punk girl with her hair braided on one side started to shout at the woman. He didn’t know if it was purposefully but she was kind of coming off as a bitch.

Okay, I'll get on that shortly. Wow me. Laurie, not Rachel. Rachel was in the 4th, not the first. XD

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Sherlock arived and stepped out of his ride. He started walking quickly to his destination. The less people to talk to, the better.

Laurie got to the dropping off platform thingy for the train. After a while, the train arrived. Laurie scanned the people getting off untill she saw two young children looking around, obviously frightened. The girl was probably about 7, the boy being 10. She walked over to them, and started talking. She stood up, seeing a familar man standing off to the side, watching her.

Should we start over on the other one or continue both or what? haha