Aisling Laurel (thedarkdream) wrote in the_forsaken, @ 2011-04-26 00:29:00 |
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Entry tags: | adoni, aisling |
Who: Aisling & ?? (open)
What: A walk within the city
When: Week 7 (Will change if wrong on beginning week)
Where: Fallen City
Rating: ???
Long, dark hair moved against a slender waist as she walked, barefoot amongst the city of the fallen. City of Fools, City of Immortals and Mortals alike, City of the Supernatural like herself. Her almond shaped eyes stared out at the world through triple colors: gold, sunflower yellow, and orange. Her hair covered her delicately pointed ears and there was a slight glow to her skin that was a beacon in the city of night. A pair of jeans clung to that lithe frame, a t-shirt to her upper body, and her feet, naturally were bare.
She moved amongst the city, weaving in and around the people who walked the night like herself. After all, she could move without sound when she wished. Those slender fingers were hooked in her belt loops as she listened to the sounds of whispers, of people talking, and listened for what may come or what may not come. She was no seer, she was no one who knew anything of what the future may hold, but just by listening to people as they talked and hurried about their business, always looking over their shoulders she was able to glean more information than most. Her eyes flicked here and there, watching but never allowing people to know that she was watching them. After all, what was the point in being able to go unnoticed once she cast her glamour, if she did at all since no one noticed her in this place, if she allowed them to notice her or realize that she was watching them?
Those slender fingers traced a circle against her stomach for a moment before dropping down and moving along with her; her mind drifting amongst it's own thoughts now as she moved through the city and weaved about the people in the streets.