Aura (morningbreeze) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2010-06-30 13:17:00 |
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Who: Aura and OPEN
Where: Central Park
When: June 30, early morning
Rating/Warnings: tbd
It was in the early morning, when all was calm and quiet, when most people were still sleeping soundly in their beds and when the sun hadn’t quite come up just yet, that Aura felt most calm. It was her sanest time of day, yet she was still quite un-sane. Even as the cool air settled around her and that soft breeze blew through her hair, there was still an air of danger about her. Part of her dared someone bother her in her calmest state, while the other part tried to be as intimidating as possible to keep them away until she was ready for the day to truly begin.
A small blanket (it appeared to be a baby blanket) had been set on the ground and Aura sat cross-legged. To any other she would appear to be meditating, but what she was really doing was feeling the powers that surged through the city. It had been so long since she last saw those whom had done her wrong and she was searching. Searching for that precise spot they could be. She wanted to find them, to show them how true punishment should be dealt.
Slowly, her eyes opened and she simply stared out at the open grass. Soon, there would be people showing up, some to play their little games, others to sit and read their meaningless books, others still who wanted to simply sit and watch. Those were her favorites. But they were hardly ever her targets. She preferred snatching up a stray who had gone after the lost Frisbee or soccer ball. Whatever the day had to offer, she would soon find out.