Hibiki
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Post by Hibiki on Jun 29, 2007 20:24:30 GMT -5
Hibiki sat on the sand with her legs politely in front of her, her left hand holding her shoes as her feet lost temperature in the cool sand while her right hand kept a firm grip on her cloth bag. She had come there to trade the jewelry she had made, but each time she came and went she saw more slavery and pain.
It was horrible, but she didn't have the guts to go against the government; almost nobody did. She couldn't stay there much longer, she had assumed the identity of a slave selling goods for their master. Hibiki brushed off her deceiving, lower-class dress and frowned softly. The world was a terrible place; somebody had to do something.
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Post by passion on Jul 3, 2007 16:02:21 GMT -5
((ooc: I hope this is open. If not I can just delete this. ^^; ))
What in the world possessed her to come here? She hated vampires, despised every cell in their bodies. Yet she was at the beach, where she was bound ot run into some. Not to mention 'humans being vampire's prey' thing wasn't so good, either.
But now, she just had to get away.
Passion rotated her right shoulder, the muscles torn from all the extra load she had carried on it earlier that day. She let out a quiet sigh, glad that the place seemed empty for the moment. It's not long now...soon I'll have enough supplies and weapons to make it through the forest and reach the Humanus Populus...might need some more silver for the wereolves... She wrinkled her nose slightly at this thought. Werewolves weren't that bad to her, but she wouldn't hold abck in defending herself.
The teen stopped, her train of thought breaking when she saw a young girl, who seemed to be human, sitting in the sand. However, she couldn't tell if she was a vampire so was hit with the rare uncertainty of what to do. She could approach, o jsut walk around, or just stand there like an idiot as she was doing just at that moment.
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