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| [P] Enemies of Friends, Allies of Mine; Vernon | |
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| Cassie Bristow | Fri Aug 14, 2009 3:45 am Post #1 |
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Sunlight pounded at the canopy overhead, but few beams made their way through the dense foliage, striking the muddy ground few and far between. The little girl strode calmly, level-headed. The scenery didn't trouble her in the least. Mud caked on her leather half-boots, half dried by now, creating a nearly armor-like coat. Where many little pampered, pretty girls cowered in the dark, she thrived on it, lived for it. Her one place where she could rest and relax. There would be little rest on this trip. Raven Black curls bounced with each step, not a speck of dirt on the smooth, porcelain skin. Still perfect after Nikki's healing magic, she'd had little opportunity to get so much as a scratch on her way here. Brushing a lock of hair out of her Celadon eyes, she paused and looked around her immediate area, taking in various aspects on instinct, but bothering with none. She'd been wandering in the swamp for nearly half a day now, and had yet to find the man she was searching for. Sitting on a log, The little girl chewed on her lower lip, not bothering to notice the dirt on her filthy rags that had once been a fair dress. She smelled no better than the marsh itself, having been through death and back without so much as a rinse off in a stream. Learning of the man that had so injured Seth and Nikkolai had placed her on a journey of her own, giving no pause for food or drink. She ate little, drank little, and slept never. Since her rebirth she felt much less need to take part in normal human habits. Pulling out a flat piece of bread, she stared at it, resting her elbows on her knees as she hunched over it, idly picking at it and throwing the crumbs to the bushes, passing time while she pondered how to better go about her search. |
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