Entrance Post

[puritan-penn.livejournal.com]

A pile of ashes lies at the door for a minute before eventually swirling into a person

"He always did play the fool for a pretty enough girl..."

He stretches and looks around, wondering where he is.

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[puritan-penn.livejournal.com]

Well, originally New England, 1819 but I was just died in Los Angeles, 2001 at the age of 182.

I suppose I did at least out live the rest of the puritans from 1819.

*he laughs*

How old are you?

[slayer_fray]

"Twenty," she supplies, puzzled, her smile fading a little in curiosity.

[puritan-penn.livejournal.com]

That's older than some slayers I've known.

Have you been a slayer for long?

[slayer_fray]

"Had the strength s'long as I can remember," she says idly. "Started actually Slayin' about a year ago."

[puritan-penn.livejournal.com]

Ah..fun. How's the dental plan with that?

*he laughs*

I take it you're not bound, as you still slay and there's no violence here.

[slayer_fray]

Mel blinks at him. "Dental plan?

"Actually I am Bound. Have been for two months. I don't Slay in here. When I get out, I'm takin' it back up."

[puritan-penn.livejournal.com]

I was being sarcastic.

Oh..that's surprizing. What happened to get you bound?

*he looks at her curiously*

[slayer_fray]

"Nothin' happened. Sometimes you're Bound, sometimes you're not. I was just thrown in here at the end of a fight. When the door opens again, I'll get back to my city."

[puritan-penn.livejournal.com]

Oh...homesick? Family?

[slayer_fray]

She eyes him.

"I have a sister," she says. "She doesn't come in here."

[puritan-penn.livejournal.com]

Oh..well thanks for the greeting. I'm going to go see about the room situation. Perhaps we can talk again sometime. Bye.

*he takes off*

(ooc:sorry, my internet is being dumb)