10-04-2011, 12:00 AM
Collin nervously walked over to Liv, not wanting to upset her. The poor girl's father had just been murdered. "So, what is it exactly that you saw?" He asked, holding a notepad and pencil. Rather than actually writing down what people had been saying, he'd been scribbling, too anxious to focus. But now that they had someone who might have actually SEEN something, he'd try to write down as many details as he could.
Antonette, still leaned against the flowerpot starred blankly at her sister, curious to see what she was planning. Surely it was only going to make this game funner, as she was growing bored with the silence and pointless standing around. She glanced over again at Faris, fighting back another smile. She wondered how exactly she would make him hers. Would she have Jack take care of him, or would she begin a whole new game within the game. She looked down at her doll, still held tightly in her hand. She pulled at the hair and starred blankly at the buttons she'd used for eyes. She didn't want to make a doll of him. She wanted to keep him instead.
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