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Post by Alyson Parol on May 14, 2012 20:55:52 GMT -5
  Classes had run later then Aly had thought they would, and what was worse was that she still had a long paper to write. Looking to her phone to check the time, Alyson let a sign escape. How did I manage to lose track of time, I should have just walked out about an hour ago...now it’s late and I’m too tired to even think about writing. The campus wasn’t too far from her house, in fact nothing was, she could easily reach almost everything on foot which is what she chose to do when she didn’t feel like wasting the gas to get from point A to point B. Walking also gave her time to weigh options like whether or not she should actually go straight home. With the Cafe coming into sight it was like her question was being answered. Coffee....we have a winner. Turing to walk towards the building, the brunette was overwhelmed the aroma of caffeine based products before even getting inside. Being a college student and part time worker at the local mart meant she was best friends with coffee, it's what got her by day to day and night after night.
Wasting no time Aly put in her order for a large hazelnut iced coffee. It was out before she knew it, which brought her a great deal of joy. Taking a big drink of it before setting her laptop up on the table, Alyson was suddenly reminded why she liked this place so much. Truth be told she never spent any time here during the night, but she planned to change that after tonight. While waiting for her computer to wake up Aly allowed her gaze to wonder the cafe. It wasn't the usual lively day crowd, in fact everything was much more quite, perfect for working. I plan to do this a lot more often...
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Post by Sian Cromwell on May 15, 2012 17:33:30 GMT -5
 
Nighttime was literally the only time Sian Cromwell could dwell among the living. If she were to put a pinky finger out in the sun it would possibly explode the minute it touched the light. But over the many years she slowly grew use to it. And from those many years she learned that the nightlife was so much cooler.
It was a typical day for the young vampire, she was bored and didn't feel doing what she was suppose to (homework mostly). So instead she decided to have a little fun. Now her idea of fun was stalking her prey, seeing whose blood she was going to enjoy next. Drinking from willing people got boring after a while. So after stalking her next food supply, young Sian had decided to go to the nearest open place to read. She loved reading. Though she mostly stuck fantasy and older books; Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, Howl's Moving Castle, stuff like that.
Pushing open the door to the cafe, Sian clutched her copy of Alice's Adventures in Wonderland with her other hand. Why she picked a cafe, she had no idea. It wasn't like she could fully enjoy food again, if she ate a cheeseburger and fries it would make her sick. But sometimes it was fun to play pretend. But instead of pretending to be a monster or a princess, she pretended to be human again. After ordering just a regular coffee, black with cream, she walked over to the an empty table. There was literally one other person besides her, who was busy in their laptop. Setting her book and her beverage down, Sian tucked some of her brown curly hair behind her ear and flipped open to where she had last left off in her book.
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Post by Alyson Parol on May 17, 2012 21:00:33 GMT -5
The jingling of bells that were hanging from the cafe door signified that someone had just come in. Not sure why she was so tempted to look, Alyson peered over the screen of her laptop only to be caught totally off guard by what she saw. Sure the girl that had just come in looked a few years older then she, but as far as Aly was concerned there was no way to mistake the similarities the two possessed. Reaching into her bag franticly the young college student pulled out a compact mirror made by “Cover Girl”. Usually she only brought it out when she was doing her makeup, but this time she had a different motive. Looking between her relection and the girl who was reading a book across the cafe from her, Alyson quickly grew more and more intrigued the longer she spent looking at the whole situation. There was the saying that everyone had a twin, but it was weird to find hers sitting in the same cafe as her on a night that she hadn’t even planned on showing up.
Only after a good amount of time had passed, did Alyson realize that she had just been openly staring at a stranger like a lunatic. Oh great...now she must think I’m nuts....Unless she sees it too. It was only a minor possibility given that Aly was borderline neurotic when it came to weird things like finding dopple-gangers. Not wanting to give a bad first impression, even to a complete stranger, Alyson gathered her things and put them in her bag only to walk across the cafe to maybe make amends for her awkward behavior. “Umm hello there, I know this is going to sound weird but...I’m sorry for staring earlier...if you even noticed I was staring...” Suddenly thinking this was a bad idea, Aly began chewing on her lower lip, but continued to press on all the same. “You see...I couldn’t help but notice that we kind of look...well a lot alike.” Smiling awkwardly, there was hope that the stranger would find this moment more funny then scary.
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Post by Sian Cromwell on May 18, 2012 16:30:05 GMT -5
'Silly little Alice, why do you even dare trust the Mad Hatter? All he does is spew nonsense about nothing and ask random riddles' Sian thought to herself as she read her book. She had probably read that book a good few hundred times. This was actually her second copy of it, it had a little bit of wear and tear.
Hearing a female voice break her thoughts, Sian placed her bookmark inside of her book and closed it. Setting it down onto the table, she lifted her head and blinked at the person in front of her. Being a vampire she was use to weird things. But this was literally the weirdest thing she had ever seen in her entire undead life.
"And I thought I was looking into a mirror for a second." Sian said with a smile on her face. Either she was doppelganger or this girl was somehow related to the Cromwell family. She wouldn't doubt it, she did have an uncle at point in time. So maybe Sian was her great aunt (times like a thousand or something). "This is a little odd" Sian said, nodding her head, acknowledging what the girl had stated. "Well miss, I'm Sian Cromwell."
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Post by Alyson Parol on May 18, 2012 20:22:44 GMT -5
Okay so I’m not crazy…she sees it too. Not wanting to walk away from the opportunity to maybe figure out why they looked so much a like, if there was any kind of logic behind it at all, Alyson took a seat in the chair across from the young lady that she now knew to be Sian. “Sian huh? That’s actually a really pretty name, mine isn’t quite so neat. It’s Alyson, but I go by Aly too.” It was hard for Aly to not stare at her company since she too shared the feeling of this whole situation being a little weird. “So…I’m really not sure what to talk about now. I mean I just can’t get past the whole resemblance thing. This feel like that movie the parent trap, only my parents are still married.” Alyson tried to lighten things up by making a stupid joke and then forcing herself to laugh at said joke. “So have you and your family lived around here long?” It seemed like the most obvious place to start. It was possible after all that the two could have some kind of relation, or at the very least similar genetics. Perhaps she could ask her parents about it when she got home.
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Post by Sian Cromwell on May 18, 2012 20:48:30 GMT -5
"Aw thank you very much. My mother read somewhere in a book and apparently fell in love with it." Sian explained to her. Her name was pronounced like Sharon. But she liked to say she-on, it was different like her. Upon hearing the 'Parent Trap' and when she mentioned that her family was still married, Sian rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly.
The subject of family she always tried to avoid. Sian only had her father left, after she turned him. Her mother, well she soon met her end after her father was turned. So whenever people would ask, she would say that her parents divorced or that her mother died when she was little. She didn't want to say 'me and my father murdered her and drank her blood' with a smile on her face.
When Alyson had asked if Sian had lived in the area for long, she merely shook her head no. "No, me and my father just recently moved here. We have only been here a few weeks." she explained to her. The two never stayed in one place for very long. "But what about you?" she questioned, tucking some hair behind her ear. "How long have you lived here?"
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Post by Alyson Parol on May 20, 2012 21:03:36 GMT -5
When Aly heard that Sian and her father had moved here recently she started to feel a little bad. He mother had to of been left out of that statement for one reason or another, none of the possibilities being of a good nature. And since they just met, now was so not the time to ask about what happened, so she just tried to move on the best she could. “Well my family grew up here, as did I. But I have big plans after college. I’m majoring in music and minoring in theater so I really hope to do something in either of those fields some day.” Feeling like she might have just dumped too much information on her company Alyson tried to get the topic moving once more, maybe give her a chance to talk. “So why did you and your father choose to move here? Did he find work in this area?” That was really the only reason she could think of that would posses someone to move to this town, but then again who knew?
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Post by Sian Cromwell on May 28, 2012 18:58:21 GMT -5
"Majoring in music." Sian repeated Alyson's words. "Do you wish to become a singer?" she asked her. Why else would she want to major in singing, unless if she really loved music. Sian didn't take school very seriously. What would be the point in moving from one place to another and keep enrolling in different schools? It was pointless.
Sian nodded her head at Alyson's question. "Yes actually." she smiled a little. "Apparently he said this place would be good for whatever he does." she said and rolled her eyes, acting as if she had no idea what her father did for a living. Brushing some hair out of her eyes, Sian looked from Alyson to the window, keeping an eye on the moon and making sure the sun wouldn't come out just yet. She didn't feel like burning up in the sun tonight.
"So why are you out so late?" Sian questioned the young lady in front of her.
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