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jasmine never went to a town with so many vampires in it, but she was a bit curious about what was going on in a place like this. after the volturi came to kill her coven and take her for her ability, she has been on the run with her mate and her sibling, hiding from the volturi, hoping to never be found. but now she was in a town full of volturi guards and leaders, while most people in her situation wouldn’t be here, jasmine hoped they wouldn’t do anything with so many vampires and humans around. “i’m a bit curious on all the gossip around here like what people think is causing all the deaths around here.” she said.

didyme didn’t understand how this was possible, last thing she remembered was her life being taken from her by her brother. but now she as in a field in some place she had never been to or heard of before. she had her volturi cloak still on over the new clothes she got since she didn’t exactly know how she felt about what was considered fashionable since it was so much different than before. she walked around the park and liked seeing humans around her start smiling since her ability made it so those around her were happy. “i don’t understand why so many people are so down all the time. being alive is a reason to just smile.” the vampire said with a smile.

Birdi was standing in her favorite place in Denali, an old record shop. It had all different types of records from old rock bands, to even some current singers whose music was just copied onto a record. No one really came in, which made it all the best to loose it in. She raised her eyebrows looking up slightly at the person across the bins from her. “Sorry, quick question…” She held up two records, one in each hand. “Which one do you think is better?”

Liam, despite not actually being able to get drunk anymore, found himself in one of the very very few Irish bars in town. Despite the tacky decor, Liam found the dark wood and over whelming smell of old ale, a comfort. Sliding into a booth near the back of the bar, he ordered a pint and lingered over it when the stout arrived. Eventually glancing up, Liam eyed the person currently casting a shadow over his table and inhaled a sharp breath. “Something i can help you with friend?” he asked, tone unkind and pointed.

Caius was not pleased to be here. If Forks has not been bad enough, Denali was worse, but with more Snow. Though thanks to his vampiric nature, he was immune to the difficulties of weather and the misery that came with a snow storm. Caius missed the rolling Tuscan hills and balmy heat of Italy though, and scorned Aro for bringing him here. Toeing the crisp, newly fallen snow Caius’ mood was nothing short of seething. When he eventually did notice someone in his peripheral vision, the vampire scowled and glanced toward them. “Do leave me alone, spare us both the heart ache of forced conversation.”

Charlotte appeared, as if out of no where. On her shirt, half hidden by a grey cardigan, blood splatters weren’t awfully visible, but the smell would have attracted anything that wasn’t human. Perching herself on the outskirts of the forest, she resigned to people watching the folk that came and went. Denali was odd and new and while the sorely missed the smokey mountains, she would have to do with the snowy Alaskan Wilderness in the meantime. “Oh-” she glanced to the person suddenly taking up space at her left shoudler “-Im not from round here, so i ain’t much help-” she shrugged with a smile “-sorry.”