Sirens Scream

"The catacombs?" Matt repeated her.  "That sounds like just the stuff I’ve been looking to take pictures of."  He peered into the water.  "Feel free," he said, sticking to the walk.

Matt had commandeered a nearby gas lamp to look around the catacombs.  “Wow, there’s so much here!” he observed.  He turned on the flash and snapped a few shots of some of the bricks and graffiti.  “All this old graffiti…oh, wow; here’s one from ‘Eerie’ Edgar Slotmeyer!  I lived next to him for a few years!”

Matt held up the lamp to get a closer look at the wall Nessie pointed at.  “Boy, there’s Knight’s writing, and…”  He looked closer at one particular piece - the letters A and H, written in old English lettering.  “Is that the Dean?  …well, guess it’s not too surprising.”  He snapped a few more pictures and looked down the wall, starting to follow the path.  “I gotta see where this goes!”

"Eh, how bad could they be?" Matt commented.  "We’re all monsters here."  He continued down the sewer in the direction Nessie pushed him, pausing here and there for graffiti photos.

*ME AVOIDING RESPONSIBILITIES*

"I dont really care any more" Nessie smiled shrugging, though she had gotten yelled at for ruining her dress. " its all good! So any way how have you been?" I haven't talked to you since you were twelve, and you graduate the year i came to mu."

WHAT

i just wanna see it

oh my god this looks so sick on my blog

DEAR GOD MINE TO!

Sorry, I had to see this.

Orly?

Muse: Shadow Bane  Mun: Stranger Weasel (PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF)

Mun: The Hooded Thing. Muse: “Ghost Banshee? Ain’t that a lil’ repetitive?”

Mun: The All Seeing Eagle….cool Muse:Stranger Voice……ok…..

Mun: Ghost Thing Muse: Stranger Wolf

"The catacombs?" Matt repeated her.  "That sounds like just the stuff I’ve been looking to take pictures of."  He peered into the water.  "Feel free," he said, sticking to the walk.

Matt had commandeered a nearby gas lamp to look around the catacombs.  “Wow, there’s so much here!” he observed.  He turned on the flash and snapped a few shots of some of the bricks and graffiti.  “All this old graffiti…oh, wow; here’s one from ‘Eerie’ Edgar Slotmeyer!  I lived next to him for a few years!”

Matt held up the lamp to get a closer look at the wall Nessie pointed at.  “Boy, there’s Knight’s writing, and…”  He looked closer at one particular piece - the letters A and H, written in old English lettering.  “Is that the Dean?  …well, guess it’s not too surprising.”  He snapped a few more pictures and looked down the wall, starting to follow the path.  “I gotta see where this goes!”

Nessie scanned over Rios’ face, he didn’t recognize her. Nessie didn’t know whether to just leave it be it be slightly angry. As a member of Ror and just a wealthy family in general, Rios alway has an aura of swagger, a touch of narcissism perhaps. She raised two of her eyebrows,...

Matt stood up, looking around the corridor.  Sure, it might have been dim if he just walked in, but his eyes had time to adjust to the darkness.  He noticed a few other monsters in the area - one reading against the wall, a couple having a conversation.  “Guess this is just a special little area for students?” he observed.

"Kind of" Nessie shrugged " I’m usually in the water" she said gesturing to the canals flowing throughs sewers. "There’s a lot you can’t see but still some cool stuff to take shots of"

Matt nodded, raising his camera and taking a few camera shots, the flash lighting the area up for an instant with every shot.  He gazed at the passage along the sewer canals.  “Where does this place go, anyhow?  It looks like it extends for a long way…”

"The catacombs?" Matt repeated her.  "That sounds like just the stuff I’ve been looking to take pictures of."  He peered into the water.  "Feel free," he said, sticking to the walk.

Matt had commandeered a nearby gas lamp to look around the catacombs.  “Wow, there’s so much here!” he observed.  He turned on the flash and snapped a few shots of some of the bricks and graffiti.  “All this old graffiti…oh, wow; here’s one from ‘Eerie’ Edgar Slotmeyer!  I lived next to him for a few years!”