nympho_tish (nympho_tish) wrote in wariscoming, @ 2011-03-14 01:07:00 |
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Entry tags: | tish |
Who: Tish and Sherry
What: Only Sherry knows about Tish being a cat-killer and Tish is paying her a visit
Where: Sherry's place of residence
When: Night time, present day
The power split incident had been rough on Tish. Instead of some useful or enjoyable ability, she’d wound up with glittery skin, bright red eyes, and a hunger for what she had only just recently realized was blood. She’d had hints, of course. There was that incident where she had sniffed Leon, probably coming off as the creepiest girl in the universe. Her worries were confirmed when she’d taken the life of a stray cat just outside of the apartment complex. Poor guy, he’d just been extremely unlucky to find his way to Tish. Even after she’d finished him off, though, she could smell the pedestrians feet away from her walking along Lawrence’s sidewalks. She could even hear the faint sounds of their hearts beating, pumping the blood she craved so intensely through their bodies. She couldn’t let Leon know. What would he think if he found out about the cat? She was afraid it would kill any spark that existed between the two of them. Sherry, though, had been remarkably understanding about the whole thing.
Tish quietly rapped on Sherry’s apartment door with insignificant thoughts constantly darting through her mind. Should she have invested in a nice pair of sunglasses to hide her bright red eyes? Maybe gotten a scarf to keep the uncovered skin of her neck from sparkling suspiciously? Little things like that. It almost made her dizzy from thinking. She could not wait for the moment that all of this crap came to an end and she was, once again, just an ordinary human girl. The only sparkling she’d do would be because of shimmery body lotion and the only time her eyes were close to being red would be from some kind of hay fever. She sniffled a little, but didn’t cry. She didn’t want this to be any more uncomfortable than it already was.