OOC:l<a class="postlink-local" href="http://www.creativefreedomrpg.com/viewtopic.php?t=45593">viewtopic.php?t=45593</a>l<br/><br/>Charlie Quinn woke up to blackness, and just laid there for a few minutes.  Once he finally gathered the strength to raised from his bed, he flipped the switch to his lights and walked across the room to his window.  The city was darker than it usually was when he woke up., he must have been roused early.  As for what caused him to, he had no idea.<br/>Feeling a rather strong urge to  get out of the apartment he had been living in for the last few weeks, Charlie got dressed, grabbed his wallet, stuffed it full of all his money on a whim, and left.  As he walked out of the room he grabbed the sword next to the door unconsciously, barely even noticing as he slung the strap over his shoulders.  As he walked out the door  to the street, he took a left turn, really just letting his feet take him where ever they felt like.  He'd learned a long time ago to just go with any random feelings and actions he did.<br/>As he he approached the end of the block, his apartment building burst into massive columns of flame.  The reason for his early waking becoming painfully clear now, he continued walking forward without even pausing.  Now he had to find a new place to stay.  This was the second time this month.<br/><br/>---------<br/><br/>By the time the nine o'clock news rolled around, Charlie was sitting in a little cafe called China's Coffee Cab on the other side of the neighbor hood.  He had never been here before, let alone knew it existed, but he felt like sitting here so here is where he'd sit.  He had a map of the city laid out in front of him, deciding where to go next.  As he studied the map, the news women, who looked like she had one to many cups of joe, started announcing the news.<br/><br/>"Hello audience, and welcome to channel one news at nine.  We have a special announcement to make before we start today's program.  Today, at 3 o'clock AM, an anarchist base was found in the upstairs of an apartment building in downtown Keyrow.  Our all-powerful lord and leader, in his unmatched wisdom, dealt with this threat to society with extreme force.  Saving our beloved city, once again.  And now, for our regularly scheduled program."<br/><br/>Charlie looked up casually as the news went on, giving a slight frown at the announcement.  He had known about the guys upstairs, but they were in no way anarchist.  If anything, they were whatever the opposite of that is.<br/>As far as he knew, he was the only person in the apartment who wasn't a member of the Freedom Knights, as they called themselves.  Also, that wasn't their only base.<br/>Looking back at the map, Charlie closed his eyes, and randomly placed his finger on the map.  Opening his eyes, he gave a little nod to himself.  Putting an 'X' I the spot his finger had been he observed the map.  The pattern was continuing, the entire city was now checkered with X's.  They had a base on almost every street.  At this rate our 'all might leader', Victor Pyrus, would have to burn the whole city to get them all.  And if he did that, he'd lose the only thing keeping him safe.  Keyrow itself.<br/><br/>Not none the less, he now had the locations off all the bases, and more importantly, all the places he didn't want to be.  Closing his eyes and placing his finger once again on the map, he found it to be in one of the few places that seemed to be free of bases.  Good.  He'd go there to live.  Whatever might be there, it probably wouldn't get his house burnt down again.  Probably.<br/>Piling up his stuff, including the map, he started walking towards his next house.  Realizing that having a map with all the locations of the 'super secret' bases wasn't the smartest idea, he tossed it outwards to the street where it was promptly hit by a semi.  Ripped to shreds as it went under the truck, the map ceased to be a danger.  Walking on without map, Charlie pulled out a pair of earbuds he had found sitting on a park bench and walked away with a beat in his step.