(Fall So Far) - Open

[Ally]

When everyone looked at kids, people judged. The could admit they never judged anyone, but you did. You tried to think of what they'd add to the world, what they were worth. Everyone did judge, and it was just a matter of time before you realized this yourself. Such thoughts seemed to run threw the raven haired young girl's head as she walked quietly along the lone darkened roads of Traverse town; iced gaze glazed over in thought as she debated on what on earth she could do. At this current moment in time, there wasn't really anything. If to judge something; today was more normal than anything for her - no trouble, no chaos...nothing. Previous in the day her current carer Star had sat down Ally and simply stared at her; as if judging. Again. Of course, the words that had left the old woman's mouth caused Ally to promptly fall from her chair in mock horror; yet some embarrassment. "Who is he?". Yes, those words. Who is he. Well, Ally could have asked the same thing. Simple assumptions. Simply, Star had a theory Ally's disappearances were to see some mysterious male in the dark nights. How wrong she was.

No, Ally was simply walking, lounging...sitting under the stars. It was a great pass time in her opinion, and now she'd found nothing to do she also thought of it as a good idea. Licking over her pasty white lips, the dark haired girl ever so bluntly zipped up her jacket to deflect any idiotic currents of wind that may have enjoyed the thrill of forming goosebumps on her moon like skin. With feeble footfall, she found herself moving along without caring for anyone within the same road; her body swiftly turning to face a lone wall. Cracking her knuckles and pursing her lips in concentration, the young girl forced herself to leap and grasped the top of the wall - hauling herself up with a very unlady like grunt. Nose twitching and cheeks puffed up in concentration, she hauled herself onto the wall and carried on with her motion, turning to the further roof to the next. Berating hard on her hands, Ally stood almost like some idiotic performer and suddenly ran at the roof; ready to leap. Destiny wasn't to hold it.

Her blue eyes snapped wide as one of her feet mistook the air for the wall and slipped off the edge; a loud cry echoing out for all to hear as the sixteen year old promptly disappeared onto the other side of the wall. "OH SHI-". A crunch and a crash, silence echoed out. Upon the side of the wall in which the confused and clearly angered form of Ally lay; a rubbish can had split it's contents fortunately the opposite way of her, her form laying blunt on the gravel ground - eyes cast up. Stars filled the sky...yet, for once - sitting under the stars wasn't something she'd exactly call a pass time. Not when her back was in pain. Great stuff.

[Kashew]

Melody somehow found herself on the roof of a building sitting there. Her mind was blank of everything, at least until questions popped into her head.

What do I do now?
Does it matter?
Is 'home' gone?
Better be.

Then the sound of a girl screaming then shortly after a crash is heard.
What was that?

Melody slowly slid to the edge of the roof and looked down at the body of a girl in a pile of trash. Melody grabbed the edge of the roof and did front flip bringing herself in a hanging position. Then dropped... as she landed a pain was felt on her left foot. As she looked just slightly lifting her foot and saw a piece of glass had stabbed it's way into her foot. She didn't flinch or say anything she just ignored and walked over to the body.

Are you alive?

[Ally]

Ally couldn't have been sure for how long she had laid flat on the ground; staring at the endless stars above her iced blue gaze that was almost as dazed as the flickering lime lights above. Her hair lay like a matted pillow behind her moon like features; face expressionless but soon enough her eyes began to develop a common courtesy for the stars. She would be stupid to deny their beauty, their flickering. Yet, what lay beyond them? The fortune of travel she'd only had a few times...but she'd done it. She would travel so far she wouldn't be able to come back; until she found him. That foolish sibling of hers...where was he? Now that was more of a rhetorical question rather than something with a definite answer of precision and such. After all, no one but himself and whatever acquaintances he had knew of his current where abouts. Ally would be damned to hell if she knew were he was...yet, it was all apart of the adventure. You never knew what'd hit you...

Like falling from the wall for example. Now she hadn't expected herself to be so foolish and perform that sort of action! Yet, the dumb found expression which crawled onto her face was uncalled for as she heard a voice crawl around her mind; brows arching some what. Someone had seen her? Oh God no! Eyes locking onto the form of the stranger before her, Ally felt herself blink...and blink again. Was she alive? The pain her her back side was clear enough proof it wasn't a dream and such, so that was enough reason. Laying down as she still, was, the dark haired girl found her expression softening. "Yeah...I'm breathing" She murmured in a quiet tone, forcing herself to sit up at last and face the pain which echoed threw her. It was almost like a hang over, the headache unbearable as she shifted in position. Then again, no revelation of such agony escaped onto her softened face; a weak smile growing as she turned to face the stranger with an arched brow. "Who else saw my gracious performance?" She inquired with a clear hint of blunt amusement - herself remaining seated just in case her body would ache some more. Damned wall...damned feet...god damn it.

[Dante]

"Heh. I give it a four-out-of-ten. Sloppy dive, but an even worse landing. I'm sure you could've stuck a better landing." Well, this was the meeting of a life-time. The tone of this man's voice was the only needed signal to know that he was someone worth dodging. Yet, even with this knowledge, people never really did anything, which led to an annoying time with a not-so-dandy dude. On this unfortunate night, these two characters would meet the ever-so-infamous Tony Lushrion. Some say he's a lady-killer, others say he just annoys them. Either way, there's no changing who he is.

Most people would deem Tony uninteresting, but that's before they meet his Guardian, Mr. Bones. Walking alongside his Child was a hulking assortment of bones compiled into the shape of a velociraptor, five times its normal size. Scary, awkward and odd are just some of the words to describe the fossil's nature. The only good thing about him was his personality. It differed greatly from his Child and seemed to help people cope with the fact that Tony is, well, rude to an unknown level. "Yo, Mr. Bones? What'd you think about her performance?

"Honestly, Tony. I expect much more from you than this. You don't simply dawdle off and get into another's business. Apologize." "Pfft. You're just mad because you have to walk outside. I know what you're feeling, Bones. You can't hide anything from me." This was an odd set of people indeed. Maybe now would be a good time to... run? Hide in a bush?

[Kashew]

Melody just stared unblinking at these new pair. Once again it didn't really faze her, she just stared.

Who's the kook with the bones?
Tony... Mr. Bones... Danger?
No telling, but Mr. Skins pretty rude.
Rude.

There's no business... no mission... no 'home'.
Be happy there's no 'home'. That place treated you like another pawn in their agenda.

Melody just stood there now staring at the ground and a nice little puddle of blood was forming around her left foot. She bent over grabbing the tip that was just peaking out of the top of her skin and just pulled it out. Looked at it, then tossed it away.

No 'home', no suffering, no 'Dissonance'.

[Ally]

Oh dear...so it looked like her overall bloody performance of enabled balance had caused a most unfortunate scene. Of course, the dark haired girl refused to allow any such shame to escape onto her pale features as she quickly forced herself to stand in a typical manner; palms shoving herself roughly before she toppled to a stood position - blue eyes watching the scene before a most definite urge of a twitch blossomed onto her upper lip. Almost like a scowl if anyone had dared to pay close enough attention. Feeling bluntly awkward and indeed stuck in an area she'd rather avoid, the dark haired girl eyes the three before crossing her arms firmly over her chest in defiance. "You only needed ears to know I could have done a better landing" Ally grumbled quietly under her breath with a gentle scorn filled scoff; pursing her lips before glancing away almost in embarrassment.

Almost. Licking over her lower lip in frustration she felt herself sigh before placing her hands firm on her hips. Excusing any dizziness indeed, she eyed everyone before rolling her eyes some what. "Well this is pleasant" She pointed out in a bluntly sarcastic tone, brow twitching in irritation. If silence could kill...if eyes could. For gods sake Ally would be twelve foot under the cobbled floors by now. Most defiantly indeed she'd be twelve foot under...six foot wasn't as near enough as pleasing.

[Dante]

"Tch. You're both quite a number, aren't you? It's all cool, though; I like my women a bit on the odd side." Oh how Tony hoped they knew he was joking. Honestly, he wouldn't really want to take a chance with either of them. The pale one was too quiet and too young; so young, in fact, that she could be his emotionally challenged sister. The other one seemed old enough, but seemed to be unaware of the fact that a large piece of glass just went through her foot. She was probably one of those who enjoyed pain and thought of it as a past time.

Tony already thought of asking Mr. Bones on his opinion, but the point was more than likely moot. His Guardian was such a buzz kill at times, really. Would it hurt him to have some fun and relax sometimes? "Excuse me? I hardly think any of these women want to date you, or anything beyond that. You're getting that large head again, Tony. I swear, if you get too full of yourself, I'll leave you to face your fate alone."[/color] "Yeah, yeah, yeah. It's not like I'm in any danger. Well, not unless one of them is a phsycopath." Another conversation between these two.

They acted like a couple in need of help. Arguing and bickering twenty-four/seven...

[Kashew]

Danger?
Melody was slowly making a grab for her mask when an unseen force held her back.
No... You're not in danger, there is none. Just stop right there.

Melody let her hand drop as she looked back at the girl in the garbage. Not really thinking she reached out with hand that she just used to pull the glass shard out of her foot, which was a little covered in blood, to the girl.

Help?