<=One Way or Another=> (Kiah)
Feb 22, 2013 20:06:23 GMT -5
Post by NoireRose on Feb 22, 2013 20:06:23 GMT -5
Akasha Livie Labbinac
Many people often stare at me, mainly because of the way I look. Some find me strikingly attractive and others find me stunning, but not in the good way. Most of the time I’m the one that people are hesitant about. I’m the type of girl who struts around flaunting everything that my mother gave me in hopes of finding nice prey. Prey that wouldn't struggle too awfully much. Someone that would give me something to do, but someone who would be easy enough to kill. Many people fit that description, some that I let my brothers take care of and others that I did myself.
It was simply that today was my turn to hunt. I was wearing a simple jean jacket with a see-through t-shirt, and jeans to match the jacket that I had on. Today, compared to the past weeks, is a nice day. The sun is just barely hidden behind the clouds and there is no breeze. I know that for a fact someone, somewhere is willing to accompany me, a little lady back to their house. It’s just something that most people are willing to do. Act a little lost, maybe a touch crazed, and then you ask for something like food. By then they’re eating out of your hands, and if it’s a male, then you can flaunt your goods and they’ll be drooling over you. In all honesty it's a fairly easy task to find prey that will work. But when they put up a fight, it makes them taste so much better. Their blood was recently pumping, and the adrenaline flowing. Not to mention how warm they are naturally. It also adds a sense of domination to the plate with a side of confidence in knowing that you had killed a person who was of a fair fight.
I slowly move my way out of the camp and onto the main streets of District 9. Most of the people I ignore and turn away from, mainly because I'm feeling a bit picky today in my meal. After all, everyone seems to be drunk off love that it's insanely hard to get a good meal anywhere. That's one of the main reasons why I hate February 14th and the days following after. Everyone who has a boyfriend or girlfriend is clinging over them and kissing in public. It all practically makes me want to puke. Most people have their arms intertwined and are blabbering on about one thing or another. When I scan over the area a couple more times I see no single people walking around on the streets whatsoever. They're probably hiding in their houses watching all the couples in envy.
Right as I decide that this place is empty as far as singles go, I turn around and end up ever so slightly bumping into a teenage boy, who I assume is my age. The stuff in his arms falls out, and I bend over to help him pick his stuff up. I briefly glance up at his face, only to find that I recognize him. My face softens into the sweetest as I can get it, and try to think of a plan in order to charm him. The worst circumstance is if he recognizes me, in which case, I’ll make things take a turn for the worse. As for right now let’s see how things go.
“Oh, dear! I’m so sorry! I didn't mean to bump into you like that!”
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