Seth Nightlord ∞ Augusta Vladika (justaprettygirl) wrote in parabolical, @ 2008-10-02 18:53:00 |
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Entry tags: | seth nightlord, war |
Who: War and Seth
What: She carries old war in her bloodstream. War awakes them.
Where: One of the closed beaches. The one where the slaughter happened.
When: Backdated two days ago.
Rating: PG-13. A few NPCs salted killed.
Status: Complete.
Done and done, Seth turned off the mobile phone after texting her message. She didn’t feel bad about disappointing Selene or Mira while she made the move forward the cliffs of the beach, climbing away from the watchful police eye. She was difficult to distinguish: too small and clothed in light clothes. Once she reached the top and filled her lungs with the reek coming from the sea breeze, Seth approached to the edge of the precipice, staring at the polluted waters. Green eyes narrowed, the shade was a little off for only oil leaking. The smell was confusing, sniffing the air wouldn't do when the scent of blood was still fresh. Maybe it had been a good idea she had hurried on her own.
It had been a hunch that this spot could be dangerous and Selene was susceptible to some virus exposure unlike her. She had fresh memories of tending the older looking woman and there was certain maternal instinct that made her dislike seeing her hurt. While she knew nothing about this “Mira” except she could get in the way.
“Time to work,” she told herself while she pinched her outer thigh. Leaning down, Seth calculated the distance between the top of the rock she was on and the sand. A big leap. She could do it, she thought, giving a few steps back in order to charge better and jump down.