Demetria

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-- for a long time, I hoped, and would instead travel through the rest of South America, looking for Jasper, Charlotte, and Peter--

-- potentially drowned, and took off into a run, my hair being blown back by the strong wind of my speed. I wouldn't be back in waters--

-- Slipping my boots back on, I kicked my old clothes to the side, not caring if anyone who found them thought that their owner had--

-- black skin tight sweater that stopped right above my navel, and similar black jeans to the ones I had previously been wearing. --

-- current clothes, into the ones I had just purchased. Once clad in the clothing, I glanced down at the black leather jacket,--

-- I was back in the forest that stopped at the water's edge, and dropped the shopping bag to the ground, quickly stripping out of my--

-- buildings, and growled under my breath as I picked up my pace, forcing storm clouds to cover any sunlight that dare shine down. --

-- came, ignoring the dancing bodies that were being pushed against me. I caught sight of the sun rising over the top of the store--

-- grabbed both the card and bag as soon as she handed them over. I was out the door the next moment, and walked back the way I had--

-- from someone's pocket while going through the crowd just minutes ago, I glared at the woman when she attempted conversation, and--

-- I could at least pay for the clothes I would probably be wearing for the next few months. Handing over the credit card I had grabbed--

-- towards the clothing racks, making quick work of picking something out. Grabbing what I wanted, I laid them out on the counter, figuring-

-- crowd, keeping my eyes locked on my store of choice. I paid no mind to the worked who greeted me at my entrance, and went straight--

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-- be a gathering square, with shops aligning each wall. My lips twitched up into a smirk at my luck, and I weaved my way through the--

-- would offer it to me, even if I had to steal it off of my next meal's back. In no time with my speed, I had reached what appeared to--

-- skinny jeans, rugged black combat boots, and black tank top were my classic look, it was time for something fresher, and Brazil--

-- find some new clothes, since the ones I was currently wearing, had been the only ones I had worn in months, and though the torn black--