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I'm a bit busy making my characters right now. I'll RP later. Bye. Sorry >.<

That's all right, Ari.

She looked towards the source of the new sound, and gave an innocent smile, "uh, really?" her voice was high in pitch and sounded sweet. "T-t-the..thanks!" she smiled happily. (Perfectly fine. See ya later)

(I'm just gonna skip making his brother, for right now and just RP.)

(Ben and Conner Abese are brothers, as you already know. They are supernatural hunters. So, they are the enemies of Emily and supernatural beings. This is going to be fun!)

I have a feeling Efrix and Emily are going to be friends, and Conner will likely be a foe.

Conner and Ben Abese drove down the street in their Mustang GT. They pulled over to a bar, while Conner gathered his papers and pen, Ben was already out while the ladies welcomed him. Conner stepped out of the car, and locked it. They went inside the bar. They sat down at a table in a corner.

"So any 'strange' things happening in town?" Ben asked Conner. "Keep your mouth shut so I can hear the words."

"Asshole." Ben replied snarly.

Instantly, she smiled at the child's voice. Child? Efrix thought, after all, she wasn't much more than one either. She offered her hand towards the girl and motioned her to follow. "There's a fountain around here somewhere, and I have an extra T-shirt to clean up your wounds." She said soothingly to the girl, as to comfort her. "Why is it you didn't ask for help?" The question blurted out of her before she could cover her mouth. This girl had obviously been through a lot. Now wasn't the time to be asking questions, but it was time to help her. Efrix shook her head and hoped she refused to answer. At least until later.

She gripped her hand tightly, scared to let go. She walked along with her, humming lightly. The nasty scars on her legs could be seen with each step she took.

"Well, rumors are, that there is a ghost girl in town. A little boy had supposedly seen the ghost girl kill a baby." Conner said.

"Well, let's go then, and put her to rest." Ben said. They gathered up their things, then headed out to the car, and got in. They began to drive towards the house it happened. They got out and walked up to the porch and knocked. A few moments later, the door opened to a face that almost reminded them of their mother.
"Can I help you?" She asked.
"Yes, actually, we are here to investigate the death of your baby." Conner said.
"Oh, please, come on in."
Ben shot Conner a look before they went in. The house was neatly furnished, and two lamps were on.
"What happened the night your baby was . . . attacked." Ben asked sitting on the couch. Conner rolled his eyes at his rudeness.

"Well, my boy, he said he saw a little girl in the room, a ghost girl. He said she had a knife."

She gladly understood the girl was scared and didn't want to talk. Although Efrix hoped the girl wasn't scared of her. Surely not. Otherwise, she wouldn't have taken her hand. Efrix watched cautiously at the people observing the girl's scars and wounds. Honestly, Efrix felt horrible. She didn't know how to explain how the girl had gotten them and understood she would only find those answers later.
Efrix strangely adored her and even stranger, trusted her. "You'll sit there so I can wash you up, okay?" She said gently then pulled the white T-shirt from her backpack and dipped it into the fountain. She slowly unwrapped the bandages on the girl's face and put them in the nearby trashcan. Efrix dabbed the wet T-shirt on her cheek, gently so not to harm the fragile, shaking girl.

(To sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my shirt!)

Emily whimpered at the unfamiliar feeling of air hitting her scar and her eyes. A large, redish pink gash went across her face over her eyes, and she winced at the feeling. Her eyes watered slightly but she refused to cry, because the salty tears made the scar sting and it would make her cry more, and it would hurt more. She trusted the girl easily, though she still felt really scared. She calmed down a little at the feeling of the wet t-shirt.

Sadly, she smiled and squeezed the girl's hand a little bit to notify her that she meant no harm. But whatever she'd gone through, she couldn't instantly trust anyone, much less a teenager walking among the streets to school with the gods only knew how many criminals. Efrix finally finished washing her face then went to her arms.
Trying to start conversation, she began to speak soothingly.

"Wanna tell me your name?" She asked and decided she should tell her name first. "My name is Efrix. My friends call me Effie." She said, then frowned. "Although... I don't have friends. But that doesn't matter right now."

"They are rumors she hangs around a fountain, about 3 miles from here. We don't know why she would hurt my baby." She started to cry.

"Let's go Conner." Ben said leaving the house.
"Alright, I drive this time though." Conner said following behind him.
"My car, I drive." Ben said hitting Conner on the shoulder as they got in the car. They took off while they got their guns ready. A minute later, they showed up to see the ghost girl and another girl, although, they didn't know who the girl was. They stepped out of the car.

"My name...i-is Emily..." she simply said. She thought silently to herself, as her beautiful green eyes moved around.

(That's funny, cuz Effie's eyes are forest green! )

"can you help me find my baby brother?" she asked. "He's 3 months old, but...I lost track of time."