Run [Neo]
03-14-2013, 01:42 AM
Luce had survived much calamity. The cruelty of the human race knew no bounds and her torso, beneath the luxurious coat of silver, reflected as such. Scars criss crossed the whole of her flesh, they were merely hidden. Broken bones, tattered ligaments, torn muscles... at one point or another she had felt them all, so when she awoke with a splitting migraine and pain lacing the vast majority of her bodice, she thought she could almost feel the iron shackles upon her leg, the heavy metal collar around her neck. Her body twitched, legs slowly moving as a deep groan vibrated up through her vocals. She blinked, her blue eyes groggily fighting against the black spots that still dotted her vision. Everything hurt, her entire body bruised. Damn... she would take the avalanche any day of the week. She bent each limb, testing to make sure she could still feel each of her limbs. That was all she needed. To be paralyzed. She probably deserved it after all she had done but ah well. She lifted her head from its place among the dirt, shaking her head absently as her vision swam, the first thing to come into focus was the corpse of the beaver, lying a scarce few feet from her and if her brain had been working functionally she would have laughed. [i] Well damn... dinner may be a little late but it appeared it was still happening. Speech, |