Live Export {Mally}
Jan 11, 2014 2:32:22 GMT -5
Post by Sylph Icaron on Jan 11, 2014 2:32:22 GMT -5
It wasn't easy getting payment when you were a fugitive. A job was out of the question, making money somewhat of a challenge to obtain. So long as one wasn't afraid of getting their hands dirty, though, Pokemon and the Infected were almost an accepted form of currency on their own. Generally, Sylph like to hunt outside the citadel where the chance of discovery and capture were significantly lower, but as the popular saying said, "when in Rome...". It also helped that she wasn't one to pass up an opportunity.
And so, the raven haired girl was skulking around in the abandoned subway tunnels that teemed with the desolate; the desperate; the people that society forgot; and, most important of all; the Infected. They scurried about in the shadows, just out of sight, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Unfortunately for them, so did Sylph, and she had the advantage of having her cognitive abilities all working pretty much as they should. Some might debate that conclusion.
Water stained black by grime dripped from the ceiling into hair only a few shades lighter, and down onto skin that was almost opposite. The woman did her best to ignore the invasive liquid, even as it ran down her neck, making her shiver. Such distractions could prove deadly, although, considering the size of her current quarry, she doubted it. Rattata barely came up to her knees, and she found it unlikely that one could even chew through her leather boots to the flesh underneath. Then again, she had been proven wrong before. This particular time did not seem to deviate from her expectations, though, as the rabid creature lunged uselessly against her shoes, easily subdued by a few good kicks.
A satisfied grin spread across her pale lips as she stooped to retrieve her prize, when, out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a far more substantial prey. A dark shape slumped in the end of the tunnel seemed promising and, not willing to pass up the possibility of bagging something extra, the mutant cautiously slunk towards the figure. Sylph was practically holding her breath as she approached, unwilling to risk waking whatever it was.
((Gosh, I hope this is OK Aly - I'm sorry that it's so short! The "figure" doesn't have to be Mally - it could just be some random Infected if you prefer))
And so, the raven haired girl was skulking around in the abandoned subway tunnels that teemed with the desolate; the desperate; the people that society forgot; and, most important of all; the Infected. They scurried about in the shadows, just out of sight, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Unfortunately for them, so did Sylph, and she had the advantage of having her cognitive abilities all working pretty much as they should. Some might debate that conclusion.
Water stained black by grime dripped from the ceiling into hair only a few shades lighter, and down onto skin that was almost opposite. The woman did her best to ignore the invasive liquid, even as it ran down her neck, making her shiver. Such distractions could prove deadly, although, considering the size of her current quarry, she doubted it. Rattata barely came up to her knees, and she found it unlikely that one could even chew through her leather boots to the flesh underneath. Then again, she had been proven wrong before. This particular time did not seem to deviate from her expectations, though, as the rabid creature lunged uselessly against her shoes, easily subdued by a few good kicks.
A satisfied grin spread across her pale lips as she stooped to retrieve her prize, when, out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a far more substantial prey. A dark shape slumped in the end of the tunnel seemed promising and, not willing to pass up the possibility of bagging something extra, the mutant cautiously slunk towards the figure. Sylph was practically holding her breath as she approached, unwilling to risk waking whatever it was.
((Gosh, I hope this is OK Aly - I'm sorry that it's so short! The "figure" doesn't have to be Mally - it could just be some random Infected if you prefer))