Kiara O'Neill (murderbysong) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2010-05-07 22:22:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-07-13 |
I know what you are
Who: Kiara, Sterrin and Eilir (NPC)
Where: Smaller bar
When: Late evening
There was no real reason for Kiara to be seated in one of the smallest bars the area offered, dressed in nothing all that impressive while she nursed her second mug of Guinness. That was what had been key in her location choice. There absolutely had to be Guinness or else Kiara would have moved on in a second. Since she was not out for any reason past drinking - so far as she could tell - it was not like anything else had to be fulfilled. She felt no need to kill anyone. Though with all of the demon activity it would have been nice to not have to work so hard to hide the body... No, Eilir thought from her now typical position atop Kiara's fiery locks. If there's no need to then don't do it. Do you really want to risk drawing attention to yourself? Every man you come across won't be fae-blooded.
Kiara rolled her eyes even though the moth could not see it and took another sip. She was not even looking around the bar at the patrons. But that did not mean she was immune to the feel of eyes on her. Men had a habit of looking. They'll be lucky if I don't curse them for looking at me like that. Kiara had never appreciated being stared at for any reason and was usually quite quick to let whoever was doing the staring exactly how she felt about it. Sometimes via song and a suggestion to go play with traffic. Now that could be a fun way to spend the evening. Send some drunk fool off to have a chat with the nearest demon, see how long it took for the thing to rip him apart. Violence always on the mind?
"O' course."