It feels like she's baptized in her enemies' blood every night. Denial and self loathing does nothing to prevent another of her violent outbursts.
A perturbed expression is all she can muster as she leaves another corpse behind.
@RushSensation @AeroGravir While he initially supposed it was a tasteless means of getting back at him, and while he'd be the last to begrudge her if so, he had begun to suspect otherwise. She always met him near that clocktower, calling out to him when they were the only two around. >
@RushSensation @AeroGravir Arm over a knee, Faux sat in the company of those very crows. He wasn't keen on acting the part of admirable trophy, but neither had he found it fitting to utterly rebuff the girl's calls to him. Besides her endless pursuing of his favor, he had come to find her continued >
@RushSensation "Right on." Indeed; reputation was an ebb and flow in the eye of the beholder. What was right in the eyes of his father's legacy wasn't something to shackle himself down with. He figured that much when he took to the street ahead of her, eager in the flamboyant twist that >
@RushSensation He turned from the lazy clouds above, finding her absently cheerful face in his gaze. She almost looked to be from a different universe. "There's just one key difference between the two of us."