Analeigh Franklin (shadowedgirl) wrote in darkcarnivale, @ 2011-12-22 22:54:00 |
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Entry tags: | annaleigh franklin, pandora |
WHO: Leigh and Pandora
WHAT: A shadowmancer and a demon meet...
WHERE: Towards the food tent
WHEN: Before her shift, early evening.
RATING: This IS a demon and a shadowmancer.
Leigh was walking. She wasn't bothering to cover up the fading bruises on her face anymore, now that they weren't black, and she was getting a perverse kick out of the double-takes some people were doing. After all, she was a frail little girl. Who would have dared to do that to her? Dared indeed. The man who'd done it was splattered all over the inside of a Radisson room right now. The police were probably having a hell of a time figuring that shit out. She hadn't left any fingerprints behind, going in the way she had, and no one had seen her. They'd have a hard time pinning it on her.
She tossed her hair back over her shoulder as she pulled her leather jacket tighter, scowling into the wind. She hated this weather. Why couldn't they go somewhere warmer during the winter?
As she strode towards the tent, she moved to avoid a gaggle of giggling girls, her upper lip curling, and she ducked behind the tents to take the long way to the food tents.
"Motherfucker." she snapped, shaking her head as she walked, the shadows trailing behind her. If the shadows were a little darker around her, she hadn't noticed. Like many things about herself, she wasn't paying attention. After all...she was as normal as she could be, wasn't she? Spotting a small figure ahead of herself, she lifted her chin and frowned. It wasn't the girl from the freakshow. It was a girl she didn't know, a little girl. Didn't know we had kids here.
"Hey." she said, punctuating the word with a nod as she walked closer, intent on moving past.