M - you throw stones

China Rose Lykoi · 02-20-2011, 05:21 AM

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WARNING This thread contains: strong language, drug usage, strong violence, or strong sexual content starting with the 1st post. Reader discretion is advised.

Date: 20 February

Setting: The Waste

Time: Dusk

Character Form: Optime

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Word Count → 3+ :: table © Sie

Darkness was closing in.

Tendrils of ravenwing stole upwards towards the faintly blue sky, but day clung to life yet, and would not relinquish its hold on the world without a fight. This strange battle for dominance, that which the pale light of the sun was doomed to lose, cast strange shadows on the white world below.

Feeble sunrays had yet to fully melt the snow that had fallen in the storm, but it was no longer a hindrance to the figure that walked in its midst. She was a delicately crafted creature, spun of silvers and dashed with a soft blushing hue; a songbird, caged with madmen behind bars topped with skulls. But China was a fickle beauty, almost tedious in the flighty lightness of her nature, and the thought of containment did not occur to her young and peaceful mind.

It was too cluttered with thoughts of another to focus on the dull reality of the cold and cruel world around her. The boy with the golden hair and the bleeding eyes haunted her mind, and in these moments of solitude, it was he that stole her vague attentions. She wandered absently, trailed by an obedient plume of smoke that wafted from the small cylinder held poised between blushing fingers, and sometimes cream lips. The eggshell blue of China's eyes was glazed with the potency of the herb she smoked, having stock taken from her sister's finest batches. Enjoying the cotton swell with each deep inhale, the silver-dappled princess allowed her mind to wander hopelessly.

She found herself crossing the icy waters of a small river, splashing and frolicking a moment in the shallows before moving on. The land around her was home; Inferni. She wandered wherever she wanted, without fear of punishment or harm. This may have been a deluded thought, but it persisted nonetheless, and thus far it had been proved correct countless times. However, this may have been less for the fact that she was within Inferni territory, and more due to the blushed strip on her slender maw that marked the girl as Mafia property - a Lykoi.

This connection was undeniably furthered by her inexplicable similarity in appearance to Inferni's Matriarch and China's grandmother, Kaena. The girl bore a striking resemblance to the older woman, and were it not for the extra tan on her hands and feet and the mirthful, deviant blue of her eyes, the similarity might have been startling.

As stars began to wink in the bruised sky overhead, the young lady began to hum a mild, sweet tune to herself. The growing shadows nipped hungrily at her heels.

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