Voe Cochell (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} whiteelegance) wrote in ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} nosuchplace,@ 2008-04-06 22:05:00 |
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Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Who: Voe and OPEN
When: early afternoon
Where: the road to Helicharis
What: Meeting someone new.
With each step, gather sensation. Discover what tries to remain unseen. Twentieth Edict of Elegance. Voe walked on the path leading to Helicharis with her posture ramrod straight and her footfall quiet and gentle. The black veil fell over her face, attached to her favorite black hat. Long black velvet swished though her gait was slow and she glanced around at the surroundings of the forest. The urge to climb one of the trees was overwhelming, but that was hardly wise during the day and while she wore this impressing outfit. Later tonight was the time for feeding. One of the most unfortunate aspects about Elysium was that she no longer was able to feed on humans without it being suspicious. She did not want nor deserve to capture animals for their blood like Alix and her savage friends were. Ugh. No.
Voe's fingertips grazed along the hilt of the dagger she attached to the inner sleeve of her dress. There was no need to use it, obviously, but its presence comforted her. Though she could protect herself with self-defense moves, it never hurt to have a second weapon. Ever since she was young, Vanessa had insisted that she carry a dagger on her person at all times and Voe followed the order obidiently. The short blade became another friend to her. Ah, Nera. (She decided on its name when she was thirteen, like Vanessa had with hers.) It served her well when she took her revenge on Alix for murdering Vanessa, and a few years earlier, marking Lizard with teasing cuts so she could lick the blood dripping down his chest.
Damn man left her just as Lysander had done, the fool. How she wished she could see Lizard again to make him truly sorry for what he did to her. Voe now saw the town on the horizon and her head remained high. She might encounter a suitable victim in town, for future reference. Feast upon the blood of fools, for no one mourns their passing. Fifth Edict of Elegance.
Who: Voe and OPEN
When: early afternoon
Where: the road to Helicharis
What: Meeting someone new.
With each step, gather sensation. Discover what tries to remain unseen. Twentieth Edict of Elegance. Voe walked on the path leading to Helicharis with her posture ramrod straight and her footfall quiet and gentle. The black veil fell over her face, attached to her favorite black hat. Long black velvet swished though her gait was slow and she glanced around at the surroundings of the forest. The urge to climb one of the trees was overwhelming, but that was hardly wise during the day and while she wore this impressing outfit. Later tonight was the time for feeding. One of the most unfortunate aspects about Elysium was that she no longer was able to feed on humans without it being suspicious. She did not want nor deserve to capture animals for their blood like Alix and her savage friends were. Ugh. No.
Voe's fingertips grazed along the hilt of the dagger she attached to the inner sleeve of her dress. There was no need to use it, obviously, but its presence comforted her. Though she could protect herself with self-defense moves, it never hurt to have a second weapon. Ever since she was young, Vanessa had insisted that she carry a dagger on her person at all times and Voe followed the order obidiently. The short blade became another friend to her. Ah, Nera. (She decided on its name when she was thirteen, like Vanessa had with hers.) It served her well when she took her revenge on Alix for murdering Vanessa, and a few years earlier, marking Lizard with teasing cuts so she could lick the blood dripping down his chest.
Damn man left her just as Lysander had done, the fool. How she wished she could see Lizard again to make him truly sorry for what he did to her. Voe now saw the town on the horizon and her head remained high. She might encounter a suitable victim in town, for future reference. Feast upon the blood of fools, for no one mourns their passing. Fifth Edict of Elegance.