<div class="floatleft">(https://assets.mycast.io/actor_images/actor-nick-bateman-282061_small.jpg?1633642424)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Brett Roman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341089.msg16149669#msg16149669)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Gator-green, solid T-shirt, blue jeans, and sneakers.<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Friday, 1 April 2050, 7:30PM<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Raven Park, Downtown, Raven City<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Poppy<br/><strong>Word Count:</strong>376<br/><hr/>When Poppy had asked him to help her find her friends, he had been hoping the search would be safe. A nice safe search during the day, but he wound up giving her a tour of the city instead. Touring led to shopping for he had to buy her some clothes to wear. A quick stop at a thrift shop had saved him some money. As the sun began to set, he became nervous about heading to the park. Due to some recent unsolved murders, the police had set an 8 o’clock curfew. If they were found by police in the park after curfew, they would be in trouble.<br/><br/>There was a bothered look on Brett’s face. “I don’t feel good about this,” he shared his feelings with the girl. “Why do you think your friends might be here again?”<br/><br/>He didn’t really need to be reminded. He was only seeking some sort of comfort and ease to his anxiety. Even if she told him, there was nothing she could say to make him feel less nervous. They were about to break the law!<br/><br/><em>I’m gonna get put in jail</em>, he catastrophized.<em>I’ll be dropped from college…</em><br/><br/>Brett hadn’t been thinking about the possibility of encountering the murderer. After seeing what Poppy could do, he knew he was pretty safe, but he feared for everyone else. “If you see people in black uniforms wearing shiny shields on their hat or chest, those are people we need to hide from and avoid. We call them the ‘Police’ or ‘Cops.’ You must not ever attack them. If you do, we’ll be in big trouble.”<br/><br/>The park had a lot of vegetation, and he knew Poppy could control plants. His brown eyes glinted with an idea as he gazed down at Poppy. “Okay, so I know I said not to use your powers that much. Let’s make an exception here. I don’t want us to get caught by the cops, so if you can do something to help keep us hidden that would be great. And also…just out of curiosity…”<br/><br/>Brett scratched his head, still finding it difficult to grasp the idea that fantastical beasts exist. “Do you think that whatever is causing these murders might be a dragon?”