collage of broken words

Lilin Soulstorm · 05-11-2012, 06:21 PM

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A multitude of possible scenarios defiled before her; Lilin couldn't help but anticipate foul play, seeing as both females seemingly possessed quite a temperament. At least, that's what she'd assumed until the mocha femme diverted her eyes away. Only briefly did she feel a tinge of satisfaction; triggered mainly by the unexpected surrender. But her arrogance faded as quickly as it had come. There was nothing truly satisfying about any of this. Au contraire, perhaps this other woman was the better person for avoiding a downward spiral of unecessary drama. Her own posture diminished in intensity, reflecting the loner's grouchy demeanor. ''Let me guess, not a people person?'' she quipped, sidestepping to avoid being cornered between broken glass and the decrepit foundation. Her statement hadn't been meant as a double entendre; being a loner herself and not exactly a social person, Lilin could somewhat relate.

The silence between them had been brief; a time during which Lilin debated whether to leave or continue her little expedition. Her moment of reflection should have been spent bracing herself for a forthcoming blow instead, because the older female's introduction was an affliction in itself. While she'd never met her sire nor her grandmother; she knew their names and that was plenty enough to make the connection. Their blatant similarities were more than mere coincidences. ''Are you his first-born?'' she questioned carefully, acknowledging the age difference between them. Lilin wasn't sure how many offsprings he had, but the approximate time period of his death suggested that she came from one of the last litters.

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