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Post by kommandokitty92591 on Aug 28, 2009 19:47:30 GMT -5
She stood on the hilltop, overlooking the near desert type area that used to be a beautiful plain. Estelle sighed sadly to herself, holstering her guns, her light white tanktop clinging to her body, her brown boots over her fitted pants. Her curly pink hair was pulled up into a ponytail, a few strands hanging by her face. Estelle's icy blue eyes scanned the area, waiting for the vicious rebel fighters tht would soon arrive. Or at least, Estelle believed they would arrive.
They usually did in this world. She remembered when the world had been beautiful, many years ago. Estelle had been only a child then, but she would never forget the green of the grass, and the calm sounds of a spring day. Now it was only gunfights and screams. Loss and anguish. The hot sun beat down on her, and Estelle took a long sip from her water canteen. After a last long look at the eerily empty plain, Estelle turned and walked back into the forest behind her, sticking to the shadows so as not to be taken captive by the rebel men who were always after a pretty woman.
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Post by Keran Jaxsom on Aug 28, 2009 19:53:15 GMT -5
His figure seemed to slip through the shadows like a ghost. infact he always felt half dead his red eyes keeping peeled for a sign of anything or anyone. he was a bold man with dark red almost black hair cut short and in his eyes. he had a way of walking that made him unhearable by those near him.
"Cuse everybodies gotta die sometime...." he hummed to himself a song he didn't remember ever learning. it was a haunting song about a man who killed her lover and she took her revenge only for them to reunite in hell.
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Post by kommandokitty92591 on Aug 28, 2009 20:00:29 GMT -5
Estelle froze in her tracks. Her hand instantly went to the gun at her side. This was not the time when people wandered a forest alone and were unafraid when they heard a noise. It was terrible but true, but this world was far more dangerous than it used to be. She crept around the tree, looking to see who it was. An odd shock when through her as she set eyes upon the handsome man with the nearly black hair and the bright red eyes. He seemed a bit familiar, though she'd never seen him before. Estelle knew she couldn't hide much longer, and she emerged, her gun aimed at the man. "Might I ask who you are...?" Estelle said, her voice stern but soft. She wouldn't shoot if he didn't make her feel threatened first, so if he meant no harm, he would come to no harm.
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Post by Keran Jaxsom on Aug 28, 2009 20:04:08 GMT -5
The man stopped his walking and looked at her with his odd red eyes they were unatural but then again so were the fangs that appered when he smiled. he looked at her gun and smiled in the most unsettling way.
"Nice gun you got there" he said matter of factly. he just seemed to give off the unsettling vibe as he stood there smiling at her.
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Post by kommandokitty92591 on Aug 28, 2009 20:15:26 GMT -5
"What's nicer is the fact that I know how to use it..." Estelle said, her face not changing in its serious expression. The fangs unsettled her, and struck her as familiar again. She couldn't place it, and couldn't shake the feeling. Estelle decided instead to continue her questions. "You never answered my question... who are you..."
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