01-03-2008, 06:52 PM
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The dark girl nudged a pile of human bones, previously locked inside of the many cages, bars like metal teeth of a massive, gray monster that had licked the flesh off of all who it caught. The bird bones in her pocket told her stories (true or false, she did not know, did not care) and she wondered what the bones of humans would say. Her eyes caught on a skull with its jaw bone laying nearby, and mumbled "Hello," at it, stiff and dry as she expected it might answer her back. After staring at it for a long moment, she shook her head and left the cell while pulling a flash from her long coat's pocket. Poe didn't often drink hard alcohol, but she was still making a point of avoiding her city home (even with its stash of wine), Just as much for fear of finding Luz there as for confronting the last words that had been dropped from that bed. So she filled an antique flash up with overaged whiskey from the west side of the city, and wandered to the coast to allow her pixie smiles to slide, and her brushed-off sullenness to hang free off her shoulders. Yes, deep down, Poe D'Angelo still cradled her angsty emo inner-child from time to time. With the small lip of the flask kissing her own, she turned down the corridor, only to see a figure meandering about, peeking into the cells from the opposite end. A swallow and a squinted consideration, it took her a second to recall the familiarity. The boy she had ambushed in the suburbs a few months back. His name alluded her, or she had never caught it, but he was certainly the same one with that one, trademarked black ear. And their mutual long-shielding bangs. "Hey," she called out to him, just loud enough to carry over the wailing wind.  | ||