Oh there's no place like London...

Noah: I shrug. "Then I guess we'll have to place an evil gypsy curse on you." I take out tiny strand of his hair suddenly and whisper made up words to it. I hand the hair back to him and say ,"Every time you step on a crack, someone somewhere will die. Unless, of course, you tell your friends to quit conning me."

Ambrosia - I hear the gypsy. That certainly wasn't true, was it? That poor child did not deserve that if it was

Dustin: He winced when he took a strand of hair, but then scowled and pushed him away. "You're crazy. I don't believe in that junk."

Noah's grandmother: "Hm. I see you already have a foot in the grave," I murmur. "Such flawless skin. Such a pretty face. And yet a skeleton has the same blessings..."

Noah: "Really?" I smirk and then shrug. "Well, I can't convince you if you don't believe. But for the sake of others around you, I suggest you avoid cracks..."

Ambrosia - "A foot in the grave?" I ask gently. I wasn't going to die, was I?

Dustin: he smirked and stepped on a crack in the road. "Oh no, there goes your grandmother," he said. Crazy old man. "Is that how the rest of your family died?"

Noah: I smile and lean down, taking the tape of my eye. "No," I say creepily. "It's because some guy saw this and went crazy." My eye starts looking around crazily before finally slowing down and turning to the kid. "Wanna see what I see?"

Noah's Grandmother: "Don't be foolish, child," I say. "If you were dying, I wouldn't tell you." My eyes narrow as I continue to take her in. "Now tell your guy friend to shut up. He is irritating me."

Ambrosia - I flinch slightly. That was just odd. "Hush Damien." I tell him.

Damien - I lean against a wall with a frown.

Dustin: he gaped, stepping back, and shook his head no, but it changed into a nod. Curiosity got the best of him.

Noah: My jaw drops. "No. No,no,no. You're doing this wrong. This is the part when you run off screaming. I mean christ," I sigh an lean agains the caravan. "I showed you this for a reason. And you're not even gonna pretend to be afraid? Children these days are so wierd."

Grandmother: "Hm. Just remember, child, that night is not always the thing to fear." I let go of her and smile at her brother, handing him a strange ring. "Consider it a gift. Your birthday wasn't too long ago, no?"

Ambrosia - I step back and wonder what exactly she means. I wasn't afraid of the night. I smile as she hands a gift to Edmund. "Say thank you." I whisper.

(haha this is fun XD. Noah reminds me of the Grinch when he's trying to scare Cindy Lou)

Dustin: He smirked, a bit dissapointed. "Tell you what. I'll run away screaming for show if you let me go in there for free." He pointed to the caravan.

Noah: "Hm? Oh, you would've paid anyway." I hold up a bag of coins and jingle it. "I was only gonna take twenty five pounds, but if you insist on going in..."

Edmund: "Thank you, ma'm!" I say. "Now say thank you, Damien."

Damien - "Why should I say thank you?" I snap.

Ambrosia - "Never snap at my brother," I turn to him glaring.

Dustin: "So it's a deal, then? When's my turn?"

Noah:I shrug. It was his money. "Whenever you want. I think she's done anyway."

Edmund: "C'mon, Damien. She's really, really interesting! Why don't you thank her for being alive?"

Damien - "It doesn't matter to me if she's alive or not," I say.

Ambrosia- "Well it should!" I tell Damien, "Every life is precious, excluding yours!"

Dustin: he nodded, deciding not to bring it up again that he didn't have any money. He'd worry about that later.

Canary: She nonchalently watched the gypsies outside while she worked. Some little boy was talking to the old man. Wait a second...was that...Dustin? Oh, it was. That little troublemaker, getting caught up with gypsies.

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Name: Carter Jamison
Age: 23
What are you? Prostitute
Note: Hm.... don't really know...