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Identity || (blitz, SkitzxTom)) Jan 6, 2014 19:48:27 GMT -5

Post by Gone5eva on Jan 6, 2014 19:48:27 GMT -5

He watched from the treeline as the children of the district's orphanage played in the flakey snow, floating gently down from the heavens. It had been a while- months, since he'd stopped by, but he could already tell some of the children began to recognize him.

Carefully he stepped out, tightening an ebony scarf against his neck, pale eyes flicking this way and that as a few of the younger ones scampered away, to hide behind the braver, older children.

He smiled, the friendly face watching the now silent kids. He approached the same as he always did- mysteriously, from the shadows.

"Hey there." he spoke aloud, his baritone voice echoing around the small playground. "I haven't been here in a while. How are you all doing?"

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Identity || (blitz, SkitzxTom)) Jan 20, 2014 23:03:18 GMT -5

Post by Dana Lheureux D9F [Tom] on Jan 20, 2014 23:03:18 GMT -5

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The orphanage was the place Joey went to work with kids to get stuff off of his mind. It's been two games since Deimos has died. Deimos was Joey's best friend. The only really true one there for him. The only true friend Joey had. Joey was barely just figuring out the feelings he had for Deimos. If only he could talk to him one last time. If only he went into the justice building and saw him again. If only Joey had the balls to pull his head out of his ass to say good bye to a good friend and his crush.

Joey had let the kids go outside and play in the snow because they had been cooped up all day inside doing nothing but reading or trying to play or being bored out of their minds. Joey had been cleaning up a bit, until he heard the door open and a 5 year old come in and tell him some stranger was on the grounds. Joey told the boy to sit inside for now while he deals with the problem. Joey snuck a pocket knife in his pocket just in case, never know who comes to an orphanage.

The guy seemed around his age. Joey walked out and noticed the kids standing around and a little freaked out. the male's voice rang out. "Hey there. I haven't been here in a while. How are you all doing?" Joey went to the front of the group of kids and motioned for them to head inside. Joey turned to the guy in front of him. The guy looked familiar, like he knew him from somewhere. Joey cleared his mind and spoke. "Hello sir, what do you think you are doing here?"

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Identity || (blitz, SkitzxTom)) Jan 27, 2014 10:45:46 GMT -5

Post by Gone5eva on Jan 27, 2014 10:45:46 GMT -5

"Oh, nothing. Just visiting some friends." he responded. He did not like the new male's harsh tone of voice- like he was some kind of pedophile. Hell, it was far from that- Hades came here to offer these children a new life, a better life! Free from wishing and praying for a family to becomming part of something better, something bigger.

Of course, it was rare to find an older son or daughter who understood as well as some of the younger children. His leather gloved hands fell behind his back as he took a step to the left, appearing to circle around the newest induction like a predator to prey. He appeared strong- but he had kind eyes. Just the kind of person he needed.

His own gaze hung heavy from lack of sleep; deep bags rested permanently below his dark eyes. Even now, he fought a yawn as he attempted to impress upon the male his facade of safety and warmth. Wearing all black seemed to push the kids away, all but the brave ones.

This male also looked familiar- probably because Henry ususally waited until he left before he even attempted to talk to the kids. But again- it had been a while since he last came, and he seemed to be a little rusty on the scheduling for the staff and volunteers.

His brows raised as he thought about it, and he gave a small huff, his eyes searching this second male up and down. "What about you? What are you doing here?"