Pandora: *practising a ballet routine nearby*

CherryBerry: *Sniffs his leg* "Mrow...?"

Pandora: *she spots the cat, her only weakness* *she picks the cat up and snuggles it* Sooo cute!!!

London- *she bikes into the park, stopping to lean it against a tree and pulls out a blanket and a notebook out of the little basket atratched to the front* (she’s Paris’s long lost sister, she used to live in the jungle, working as a sociologist, a scientist that studies the jungle, but moved back immideatly once she heard about Paris. Apparently, Paris was a failed abortion and now they are reunited! She’s curious, and sweet, but not afraid to defend herself, although she’s weak.)

(London)

Pandora: *she realises people are watching and drops the cat*

Pandora: *she proceedes to sit on the bench to drink her iced tea*

Pandora: *she looks at Dan* Ummm... Sir? Are you ok?

London- *she lays out her picnic blanket and gazes at the birds, then sketches something. Her ears twitch, and she glances towards Dan. “Wh-why is he looking at me?” She wonders. She smiles a little bit at him, and blushes*

Pandora: *she looks at whatever he is staring at and sees London* Maybe hes a sick perv. Whatevs.... *she gets up and practises more of her ballet routine*

Pandora: *she falls over* Shit, my leg. *she sits on the bench and takes a brake*

London- *she converts her gaze back to the sketchbook, trying to not act like she’s weirded out*

Pandora: *she attempts to climb the tree London is sitting at with her leg injury, forgetting London is there. She sits and looks out at the landscape*

Pandora: *she trys to hold back her laughter* Whats goin on down there?

London- *the shot from the plasma gun startles her and she scrambles backwards against the tree* gah! What the hell! (Gtg for a bit, Gillian can you stay Up really late tonight?)

Pandora: *she feels the tree shake and notices London* shiiiit i probably look like a stalker *she whispers to herself*

Pandora: *she sweats, intimidated my scratch. She wonders whether to aproach dan or leave him be, but decides to help him since she has nothing else to do* Hey, man, are you ok?

London- holy sh*t.. she scrambles up and runs over to him* are you okay?

Pandora: *she is very small for a 16 year old, at the height of 5'1*

Pandora: Oh... Shit. Uhmmmmmmmmmmmmm WHAT DO WE DO????

Pandora: *she runs over to Scrach* hey could you like help this guy??

London- I’ll.. take care of it. *she drags him into the shade and lays him down on the blanket, then pulls out a napkin and wipes the blood off*

Pandora: Umm OK.......... *she runs back over to Dan to lay him on the bench*

Pandora: OK, expert, you do your thing or whatever

Pandora: also, WHY ARE EVERYONE HERE ANIMALS?????

Pandora: also, WHY ARE EVERYONE HERE ANIMALS?????

(Dude he was in the shade) London- *she glares* that’s extremely offensive to the anthro kind.

Pandora: Look, I just don't understand where all the humans are, it's pretty weird being a human in a place with mostly animals

London- *she gently smacks his face a little bit*

London- *she leans down in front of him*hey bud.. you should be more careful, you let yourself get beat up.

London- yep. You looked pretty muscular, I figured you could handle it. Sorry for not interfering (why be ur profile afk)

London- *she pats him a tiny bit* uh.. okay.. then I might gooo..

London- *she shrugs a little bit* I’m a sociologist. Nothing big.

London- o-oh.. *her voice sounds shaky*

London- y-yep..

London- nice to meet you.. Dan..

Fiery: * is at the edge of the forest, watching everything* ....

(too late for moi?) Avery- *sits on a bench, seemingly in her red book she writes down notes, and reminders for her writing project*

Fiery: * decides to try to talk to someone, sits on a bench next to avery*

Avery- *takes one glance then back at her booking, looking down at her booking while writing she says* "What do you want?.."

*book not booking

Fiery: nothing much tbh, I'm just bored.

Avery- *continues to write* Well find something to do, I can't help as you can see I'm currently planning a writing project for my English class.

Fiery: English aye? Maybe I can help ya! Used to be a English teachers pet.

Avery- Really now?..

Fiery: well I'm a little rusty, but hey.

hecc

Out.

make me.. :p you cant say out to me... :p you aint gillian dude