London Bridge is Falling Down

Fallen · 02-05-2011, 02:16 AM

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table by Silver! OOC: No problem Smile WC:747

The cold sand and snow underfoot made his feet throb. It was a chilly day, luckily, he had his coats and long cargo pants, but his feet were defenseless against the bitter cold that the ground produced. He sighed, he didn't exactly care for some reason though. He moved his toes as waves lightly splashed them, caressing his toes with cold kisses. A gentle wind smoothed his fur, as he felt it waving his long fur. It felt good, yet the icy wind bit at his skin. He lifted his muzzle slightly towards the sky, and moved the fedora lightly. He couldn't believe what he was going to do. Completely reveal the ugly scar. He needed it to be revealed, it needed to scream to the skies that the scar was there. Fallen thought no one was there. He pushed his thick, soft bangs away, pushing them to the side of his face. The scar was revealed, the black empty hole, with black skin growing over the hole. It was disgusting. Many thought it was cool, even handsome, but to Fallen, is was an ugly blemish that marking his humiliating past. He sighed, and lifted his head towards the sky, his other eye closed, as the wind blew through his bangs. He took his large left hand, with his index finger, he traced the shape of where an eye should be. He stroked the skin that was now over the endless black hole, the soft tissue felt cool under paw. He put his fedora over one ear, so it was hanging lightly and on the brink of falling. He reached his right hand into his bag, and started to finger his old violin wood, the fine old pieces felt comforting under his slender fingers.

"London bridge is falling on me, falling on me. London bridge is falling on me, My Fallen Lady...."/p>

He whispered softly to himself, his eye now slightly opened,and he sighed once more, before his ears perked, and he turned quickly.

There, was a female. His scar showing. His fedora fell of his ear with a soft sound as it hit the sandy snow. He stood there, paused, his hand in his bag, his other hand limp at his side. He stared for a moment, before he dart both hands on his face, over his eye. His claws scrapped the fragile skin that covered the deep hole, but all that mattered was to hide the blemish. He took two steps back, before tripping backwards over a rock. He fell on his back, as he braced for impact. It didn't hurt, but he felt one of his claws stab close to his eye. He rubbed his empty socket, still covering with both hands. He took one off, and felt around for his fedora, but he couldn't find it. He sat there, on the ground, and put one of his hands down onto the sandy snow, supporting his body from laying on the ground. He soon lifted himself from the ground, and stood up. He quickly adjusted his bangs to cover his empty socket, and brushed off the sand and snow that covered his body at the moment. He sighed, he must have seemed like a large fool now. He put his hand on his forehead, before looking around for a moment, as he saw his fedora about to be swept out into the sea.

"Oh! Oh Crap!!"

Fallen yelled as he ran out into the water, which went to his knees, and it was FREEZING. It felt like tiny needles where stabbing him everywhere. He grabbed the fedora before it went out to far, and he came running back to shore quickly. He breathed slightly heavy, as he wrung out the stiff, yet wet, fedora. He shook it off, and reached into the bag that he had thrown before going into the ocean, and out a spare shirt. He then remembered the girl. He turned his head, and blinked at her with his single teal eye. He was about to take of his shirt to put on a new one, and he was going to take of his pants to put on a new pair, but he wasn't going to if she was there. He heard her say a greeting, and he blinked again. He chuckled to himself, a rare thing, a faint jingle, a light wind chime sounding thing, yet, a slightly deeper tone.

"Uh... Hello?"

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