lol peace bitches Who: Angeline and Domina When: 11:37 on Where: ground zero
Domina really didn't go in for this kind of thing. In fact, it had sounded like a waste of a perfectly good Saturday, but Daddy had insisted it would look good. So Domina had gone, and had even pretended to enjoy herself. She smiled for photos, waved at reporters, and when she couldn't bite back her sarcasm, she sent texts to her sister. Who was, of course, standing right by her side. Domina had just been texting Angeline a series of snarky remarks about some smelly hippie not far off, when there was suddenly a very loud noise. Things went dark, and she lost a few seconds, but she got the distinct impression she was flying.
When she opened her eyes, she might as well have been in a whole other world. All she could smell was blood and smoke and fire and fear... she loved those scents, but what were they doing here?
She was on her back on the street. She slowly pushed up into a sitting position, and found this wasn't as easy as it should have been. There was a gash in her arm. Blood was trickling down her head. Her instinct was to shift. Shifting would make her heal faster. But where was Angeline? That thought made her heart lurch. "ANGELINE!" she shrieked out, shoving aside some stranger that had fallen on her legs. She needed to find her sister, and they needed to get the fuck out of here. She was already pulling out her lipring and kicking off her shoes so she could shift.