[Ben wasn't exactly sure how he got here, perhaps Paradisa had grown bored and thrown him out. Maybe this was what being dead was like. Still, there was nothing for miles, and Ben never did well alone, and so he walked, waiting to see if he came across any life at all.
It was on his wanderings that he finally came across the small garden, finally a sign of habitation of some kind, and there was indeed, a figure, and surprisingly, one he reognised.]
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Date: 2014-03-15 03:33 pm (UTC)It was on his wanderings that he finally came across the small garden, finally a sign of habitation of some kind, and there was indeed, a figure, and surprisingly, one he reognised.]
...Chell?