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Alexstrasza sat on the bench by the lake staring out into the water completely lost in her own thoughts. She could hear what was going on around her but didn't bother to look around. *Sighs* "Someday I won't be alone anymore" she sank her face into her palms and continued to stare into the water.

((I hope you don't mind having a demon around.^^))
Daimonas was only a few feet away from the girl that seemed to be lost in though. He was just staring out at the water in the river. He was standing up with his hands in his pockets, his red hair slighly in his golden eyes.

Alex turned and looked over and saw the red head looking out into the water just as she had. "Um Hello there. If you care to sit, there is room over here on the bench. I won't bite." she said. Alex loved meeting new people, she likes having someone to talk to.

Dai jolted out of his thoughts and looked over to the woman who spoke to him. He nodded and walked over to her and sat down next to her on the bench. "I'm Daimonas."

(I hope you also don't mind having an animated drawing manikin partake. I have yet to use him)

"Ohhh crap! Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap!" Christopher ran as fast as he could, a high pitched bark sounding from behind him. He turned his head to see the chihuahua closing in on him. He looked straight ahead and spotted two people sitting on a bench. He quickly climbed up and between them, not caring whether or not they would see him.
"Please! Don't let that monster get me!"

Dai couldn't help but laugh at seeing what this guy was running from a chihuahua. "Calm down, it isn't going to do anything. Most likely thinks you got something to eat." He saw that someone had left a ball a few feet away and stood up. He picked up the ball and threw it, with the dog following behind. "See? Nothing to it."

If Christopher had a face, he would be scowling. "Are you blind? I'm a wooden manikin. I can't pick up a ball, much less throw it! I'm only 6 inches tall!"

Harren giggled. "Dai, he is pretty small, what is he to do?" Harren smiled down at the woodman and held out her finger. "Nice to meet you. And you miss." she turned to the girl. "Im Harren."

Chris looked down at his oval, fingerless hands but thn held it out anyways, only able to rub it on the girls finger.
"I'm Christopher, but the trees call me Chris."