marion the ǧinnī (marionnette) wrote in at_the_gates, @ 2011-09-18 17:30:00 |
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this is a story, some kind of story.
WHO: Marion and two hapless Market runners; the ones who found the Collector's latest victim.
WHAT: A djinni practices her abilities.
WHO: Shortly after she gets permission.
WHERE: A sound-insulated annex off Santoro’s office.
There once was a girl named Emi Iwakura, who was spindle-thin, defiant, and rebellious. She played soccer, but otherwise grew up with fine hands more suited for drawing, neat lettering, and inking. Designs and concept portfolios emerged at her fingertips, business-lettering and website structures being hers to meld and change. She had a high threshold for pain — all the product of hidden tattoos, sprained ankles and twisted shoulders during soccer — but the business student found herself shockingly squeamish around blood, found her stomach tying itself into knots around simple nosebleeds. |