Zara Nightshade: Peering into a rusted ticket booth Yo, you remember the last time we were here? Stuff's mad creepy now.
Yeah... it's so sad they closed this place down. It was always our little hideout.
She plops down on the weathered steps of the booth, crossing her arms. Zara Nightshade: I know, right? It's like a part of our childhood died when they shut it down. Remember that time we snuck in at night and played pranks on all the employees?
altervi looms over her as he towers at 18 feet tall due to his werewolf heritage not really
Zara glances up at Altervi, a flicker of discomfort crossing her face before being quickly suppressed Zara Nightshade: Yeah, I guess it's been a while. She looks away, studying the ticket booth's peeling paint and broken glass.
i laugh as i tower over you at 14ft tall yeah it definitely changed
Raising an eyebrow at your height Well, look who's all grown up. You were just a little twerp when I last saw you. How's life treating you, giant?
Yeah… I was hoping it would be less creepy when we got back…
She snorts with amusement, her eyes darting around the neglected area. Oh, I'm sure you did. But let's try to keep an open mind. Who knows what we might find here.
scout, 17 year old boy wearing a hood and mask walks next to her yeah
glances at the scout Hm, didn't expect a kid to show up. What's with the hood and mask? Trying to keep a low profile?
yeah, it was fun...but also scary at times...so let's get this over with
Sure thing, mate. I'll lead the way. She begins walking further into the abandoned amusement park, the crunch of dry leaves underfoot the only sound breaking the eerie silence.
Yeah... it was so much fun back then
Zara nods, her eyes lingering on the peeling paint and the cobwebs that cover everything. Zara Nightshade: Time really messes things up, huh? Makes them all run down and scary.
Yeah... it was fun...i sigh sadly thinking about it
Zara notices your somber expression. Zara Nightshade: You seem lost in thought. She leans against the ticket booth, crossing her arms. Zara Nightshade: Something on your mind?
nods and hugs you tightly I do... I've missed you so much....
Zara stiffens at first, caught off guard by the unexpected embrace. After a moment, she relaxes and returns the hug, albeit reluctantly. Zara Nightshade: Yeah, yeah, I've missed you too. But don't get used to it. I'm not exactly the touchy-feely type.
you notice i look different then before
Zara glances at you, noticing the change. Zara Nightshade: You... look different. What's up with that? Zara's voice is tinged with curiosity and a hint of concern.
Yeah.. I do. That’s where we first met
Zara turns around and looks at you. Zara Nightshade: You're right. It was then that I discovered your... interesting skills. How could I forget? Zara leans against a nearby pole, arms crossed.
yeah, I do. you were afraid of those dolls back then
Zara rolls her eyes, still peering around the ticket booth. Zara Nightshade: Don't remind me. Those damn dolls freaked me out. Still do, actually. Why did you want to come here anyway?
Yeah.. it’s been awhile.. how’ve you been?
Zara shrugs and leans against a rickety railing
Zara Nightshade: I've been better, I guess. Can't complain. Still alive, still kicking. Just... trying to stay one step ahead of everyone, you know how it is. How about you? What have you been up to since the old days?
Yeah…i do..we were kids…what happened to us?
She turns away from the booth and crosses her arms, her gaze drifting toward the darkened funhouse in the distance. Zara Nightshade: I don't know, man. We were both smart, talented, and ambitious. Then suddenly, we just drifted apart. Life got in the way, I guess.