|Elisabeth Glorianna Braddock // Psylocke (shadow_lust) wrote in parabolical,|
@ 2008-09-27 00:46:00
|Entry tags:||elisabeth braddock, pyramid head|
Burning, burning which is nothing more than a longing for being uninvolved
WHO: Pyramid Head and Elisabeth Braddock/Psylocke.
WHAT: She has gone deaf long enough. The guilty shall pay.
WHEN: Late evening.
WHERE: Wooded area, open space. Meadow like, but not so pretty and cozy.
STATUS: In progress.
She had stared at the screen after replying to the one with the Pyramid shaped cage where a head should be. The one who could break her barriers like eggshells. Irritated, but ready to have fun, Elisabeth left a note for her 'roommates' and set out for the given place her redeemer had named.
Elisabeth donned her X-Men outfit, combing her hair until it shined and adding a spritz of cherry blossom. While she had the notion of fucking with Pyramid Head, she was naive, for she didn't have a clear idea what lay ahead. Of the things he could do. And while she had some sort of inkling based off the others that guilt trips were involved, Psylocke was confident enough in her ability to handle the guy. Thing. Whatever.
Psylocke moved with agility and hushed steps into the clear area, watching the trees with a charged energy; a readiness.