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[Croy Lerua]

Black Converse covered feet trekked across the grass of Prospect Park, above the high-tops were a ripped pair of skinny jeans, a tattered black t-shirt, and a pair of startling green-brown eyes. All of these items belonging to one Croy Lerua.

As he walked across the park with his acoustic guitar strapped to his thin back, Croy glanced around noticing that the park was surprisingly empty, even if it was getting dark. He shuddered as a chill passed down his spine, making his skin prickle. "Ugh... I'm freezing." He grumbled unhappily as he stopped in the middle of the park. He smelled animal, no surprise though he was close to the zoo. He glanced it that direction.

"Still open." He hadn't been to the zoo in forever. He used to love going to the zoo with his dad, and even with his mom when she was still in the US. And now, here he was, alone, cold, and slightly home-sick. As he stood looking at the lights of the zoo he sighed. "Might as well."

He broke into a light run in the direction of the zoo. Even if he was alone that doesn't mean how couldn't enjoy himself. It was dark outside but the lights of the zoo were bright so it didn't matter. He approached the ticket office feeling more homesick now that his dad wasn't there.

"One ticket please." He said to the girl behind the glass window.

[temmy620]

Sehadi slipped her hands into her slim fit red jacket. It wasn't too cold or chilly, in Sehadi's opinion because in Holland winters would sometimes end up bellow freezing. She enjoye the cold, not good to admit for a popular, but she did enjoy it. Sehadi walked as she stared off into space, unaware she was walking towards the zoo. She finaly noticed after about 3 more minuted of walking.

The zoo was still open. She could hear kids laughing and animals making their natuaral habitat noises. Sehadi smiled, she had never been to a zoo in her life. She never thought about going to one unti she came to America when she saw an advertisement on TV. Sehadi smiled at her thoughts and made her way to the ticket booth. it all happened in a sudden movement but Sehadis shoe caught a side of the sidewalk, causeing her to trip foreward into a boy with a guitar in front of her. ''Oi!'' She managed to get out before she fell to te ground, she didn't know where she hit the boy but she deadly hoped she didn't hurt him. ''So, so, so, so sorry.'' She said it while still n the ground and with her dutch accent showing strongly, embarresing.

((OOC: I love who you picked for your RP character!))

[Croy Lerua]

Croy's evening had been all but eventful, which was becoming a nightly occurrence, and that was something he didn't want happening... ever. He'd sat in his dorm strumming his acoustic until he'd decided to venture forth into the wonderland known as: Brooklyn. Ah, yes, he had been bored up until now.

The boy didn't realize he was falling until his hands lurched out instinctively to lessen his collision with the pavement. His eyes widened as he saw the concrete spiral toward him at increasing speed. "Shit!" He yelped, the Russian accent he carried making the word come out more like 'shet'; the flesh of his palms skidded against the ground opening up several wounds that, though they were small, were going to burn like hell in a moment.

With his eyes narrowed, Croy turned to look at the asshole who had fallen into him and wrecked his hands from playing guitar for the next two days. Or, well, at least that's what he would have done if the affor mentioned asshole wasn't a very embarrassed, freshman girl. His light eyes softened and he sighed; was she hurt?

He stumbled to is feet and tugged of the legs of his pants to straighten them out, he looked to the girl who was still on the ground. Did he just catch an accent? It wasn't Russian otherwise he wouldn't have heard it. French maybe?

Croy extended a callused hand to her waiting for her to accepted the help he was offering. "You okay? I'm sorry if I was in the way."

ooc [ Why thank you. =D I'm nicknamed after Mr. Iero so it was only natural. xD ]

[temmy620]

Sehadi turned her head to face the boy, he was rather cute and attractive. He held put a helping hand for Sehadi, she took it.
''Thanks very much.'' She brushed off the back of her jeans, pretending she worded her 'thanks' corectly.
''Sorry, Wasn't watching where I was going'' She shrugged a bit ''You're very welcome to make any clutz comment you want.'' she smiled at him, ignoreing the fact that her accent was being used.
''Are you okay?''

[Croy Lerua]

He smiled an chuckled lightly, her accent was thick, though not as thick as his Russian one. She'd realize that soon enough when he spoke. He met her eyes and cleared his thought. She was attractive, though he couldn't blurt that out here.

"Ah, I'm fine, never better." He said the accent that covered his words making fine sound like 'fen' and better sound like 'beatar'. He held up a hand as if saying not to worry, though that was probably the last thing the girl was thinking when Croy noticed his hand was bleeding slightly. He sighed took his palm and licked the wound; not realizing the girl was still watching him, and would more or less be disgusted by the fact that he had just ran his tounge across his open (and bleeding!) wound.

[temmy620]

Sehadi smiled at the boy. He looked older then her, maybe a year or two. He was also attractive. It took the boy only a few seconds to notice his hand was bleeding, so he (out of the blue), licked the blood off his hand. Sehadi crinkled her nose, she wasn't very fond of blood. She just giggled a little at how weird the boy was being....in her opinion, then came up with a question. Earlier, Sehadi couldn't help but catch an accent in his speech. ''Are you Russian? you sound like you have an accent.'' She asked. Maybe she was being a bit nosey but she didn't really take any notice she was just curiouse.