Unrest
08-20-2014, 04:35 PM
"Fair enough." One's galactic smooth miens seemed to drain into the dark depths of a serial killers mind, coating it with reassurance that this brute was not indeed proclaiming an attack -- he was simply agreeing with the slightly older women. Taking her time to adjust her behavior, not at all worried about the beautiful warpaint decorating her bodice. Its glowing vibrate rays of red liquid making her appeal even worth the while, she may not be the prettiest flower in the garden but she was close to it when masked with blood. Then again she was sometimes identified as a masculine, from the very many hulk-like foundations making up half of her being. But all-in-all she was very pretty, even with the huge pink scar aligning across her snout. One she happen to endure by her father's doing, it was crucifying, but she managed to wear this battle scar as a memory of her father's undying hatred towards her -- one that devoured her and drove her to becoming a ruthless assassin in the awakening hour. A while passed, almost seeming as if a life timer had, before she'd pry her chambers open to spit murderous tidings towards the brute. "You mustn't get so offered, brute... But I shall ask, what it is you are doing out here?" With that being said the enormous snow white goddess planted her vessel upon the cool ground, flanks of red pecks would canvas the earth and dapple a few red splashes. Ooc;; Sorry mine is not to good either :/ Walk,"Talk", Think |