"Yes lets..."
She tried to think, "maybe we should find Ian... Or would it be safer to hide somewhere else on the ground?"

Emmy was silent as she walked beside Brian, feeling just a bit shy walking alone with him. The awkward silence was intolerable, though, so she had to say something. She gripped her arms tight, "It's certainly been getting a little colder out lately," she said, and immediately wished she hadn't brought up such a cliche topic as the weather. "Autumn is my favorite season," she added.

Laughter burst forth from the Troy table as Rosamunde enjoyed a fun-filled, delicious meal in celebration of her father's thirty-ninth birthday.

"Okay, okay, enough embarrassing stories. I've had enough." Michael Troy, Rosamunde's father, said, lifting his glass of lemonade to his lips and taking one last sip. He glanced at his watch and said, "I say we've taken up this booth for long enough. Ready, ladies?"

Melanie, Rosamunde's blonde and very attractive mother, nodded. "Ready."

Rosamunde shoved her plate to the center of the table with a nod. She glanced around the pizza parlor. It wasn't unusual to see someone she knew there. For years, her family had come to the small Italian restaurant to share a pizza pie at least once a week.

Two familiar faces caught her eye. She smiled, looked at her parents and said, "I'll meet you back home later. I'm gonna go say hi to Stacey and Logan." Rosamunde slid out of the booth, kissed her father's cheek and said, "Love you and happy birthday, Daddy."

Rosamunde grabbed her bag and walked over to their table just as the food got there. While they were distracted, she sat in the seat next to Stacey and said, "Fancy meeting you two here!"

Stacey was glad to have another friend greet her. "Hey! Well, it's quite a good fancy, isn't it? How have you been? What you been up to?"
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Micah jumped down from the branch. Putting all the strength in his legs to get up, he looked up at Kahlynn answered, "Yeah. Give me your hand." As wretched as felt, he was not about to let a girl get hurt climbing down a tree. For a moment, his mind was more focuesed on her safety than Ian's or any of their other friends for that matter.

"Hello, Rosamunde," Logan said curtly, not happy that she was interrupting their date. He hid his annoyance behind a plastic grin. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm fine Micah, I've been doing this for ages." But Kahlynn took the hand anyway out of politeness. When she got on the ground she walked around looking for somewhere better to hide.

She stopped suddenly. She could feel the ground beneath her crumbling, but she had to shift her position- she couldn't stand on one leg forever...then the ground gave way all together and she screamed as she fell. She then found herself submerged in water in total darkness...she panicked.

What Kahlynn hadn't realized was that she was standing on an old abondoned well, which had been covered by the forest debris, but still held water.

"Autumn is very nice" Brian agreed, looking at Emmy. "But my favorite is actually Summer. You never get cold" he said, taking his hands from his pockets and blowing on them. That conversation slowly died down, and Brian desperately tried to think of something to say. "Do you have any pets?"

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((OOC: I'm quite confused about what's going on with Ian right now. Have the goons released him? Sorry for being so lost ))

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David cursed when he saw his shot had missed it's target. Generally it wasn't difficult, but it look as if a few more shots would be needed for this one. He replaced a dark strand of hair that had fallen down between his eyes, as he heard the ping of bullets fly. "Cheap agent! Why shoot if you don't even know where I am!?" he peeked around the side of the tree and released another aimed shot at Nate.

Nate waited for the next shot from the man and then, as it glanced off the tree he was behind fired one of his own at his advisary "Better safe then sorry, just like mother alway used to say" Nate replied to David.

"Hello, Logan." Rosamunde offered a smile. She looked at Stacey. "I've been just peachy. You?"

She looked at Logan. "Eating, of course."

(Yes, LON. The goons have let Ian go but Alec is with Ian. Alec is a goon but kind of growing a consciene)
Justin could hear the sound of shots firing all around him. He had to get somewhere safe. He ran to the parking lot, to be grabbed by another goon. HE tried kicking him, but it was not use. The goon grabbed his short ponytail and threw him into Frank's van. Justin asked, "Don't you have anything better to do than attack people?"
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Stacey could tell by the tone of conversation that neither of them were happy with each other. She quickly texted Ally, not knowing what to do.
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Micah gasped, as he saw her fall into a well. WHat if she died? He needed to get her out, but how? Sighing, there was only one thing he could do. He had to call the police. WHat if he got arrested, though? Frank and his men were so powerful they could make it look like it was all him. Besides, he would need to be arrested for his crimes anyway. He found a large stick nearby and put it down the well. "Hold onto this!"

Kahlynn tried to fight her panic... at last she broke free to the surface, coughing and gasping. She tried to grasp the wall, but it was to slippery...she was relieved when Micah had stuck the branch down. Weak and still coughing, she grabbed it.

When Micah saw her grasp the stick, he pulled it up the best he could. When she got close enough, he said, "I'm gonna lift you up, okay? Be strong." Despite his words of encouragemetn, every bone in his body was shaking.
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Frank yelled back at Justin, "Shut up, unless all you want your friends to see left of you is that stupid hair of yours."
He dialed Alec. "Tell Ian I am ready yo make a deal."

Kahlynn nodded, to weak to speak, and still half-choking with water. Fortunately there was water in the well, or else she likely would have been killed. She thought she'd slip and lose her grip on the branch she was so tired, but she had the will to live...the will to keep a tight hold...

"What a coincidence, so are we," Logan replied tersely. He could see that Rosamunde wasn't planning on going away soon, so he figured he might as well start conversation. "So, is Declan here too?"

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Emmy grinned, "Yes. I have a cat named Prospero. Logan doesn't like him very much. I used to have two canaries named Tristan and Isolde, but I had to sell them before we moved," She explained, reminiscing about the two birds. "How about you, do you have any pets?"

Rosamunde shook her head, her blonde and pink waves of hair brushing against her shoulders. "Nope. I left him at my house watching...something. I don't know what."

"So do you two come here often?" Rosamunde asked. She knew the answer was a negative, but she asked anyway.