in a real death waltz

Lolita Monroe · 04-11-2010, 05:13 PM

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Sorry for the wait. >_>; 300+ words.

The ground she sat on seemed so sturdy, but Lolita felt like she was in a tumbling world. Nothing was making sense anymore, and it bothered her that her judgement of Kaena and Anselm had been so apparently wrong. The creamy woman was angry and hurt, and the scent of a coyote from the clan so close to Dahlia de Mai angered her greatly, even if he was a smoker. The strange man did not belong there, and he seemed completely oblivious of the fact that it was dangerous for him to be there, unless that was his intent. If he happened to be there for a fight or to get killed, then she would need to call for someone else, because she was a small, deceased woman. What good would she be in such a situation? She had been able to help put out the fire, yes, and she did know how to fight. Her ragged emotions as a result of this war, however, would be the problem.

Staying where she was sitting on the ground, Lolita stared at him incredulously. Apparently, he was unaware of what could go wrong for him on his little walk. "Are you stupid? There's a war going on, incase you weren't aware," she growled. She was certainly well aware of this fact. At his assumption that she must be a "favorite of Mother Earth," whatever he meant by that, she scoffed audibly. "I'm no one's favorite—I'm just a dead girl walking. Do you know what it's like to be dead? It's not fun. Coming so close to Dahlia, though, depending on who found you... You might have found out sooner, rather than later." It was obviously not a threat, but she found it incredibly hard to believe that he was not privy to knowing just how dangerous it was for him to be there. What if it had been Haku to find him, or one of those that had lost a loved one to the clan? It would have been significantly worse than the position he was in now, she was absolutely certain.

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