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Post by shaan corvus vladislav on Nov 20, 2012 14:01:58 GMT -5
The girl walked along the street as her black hair blew in the slight wind. Her bright blue eyes caught the sights around her as she inhaled, the scent of the day was nice. She liked the lack of sun around here, it didnt hurt her eyes and she didnt have to get a tan. She smiled as she noticed the place she wanted to go, finally in view. A small little Cafe. She stepped in, her thigh high steel toed combat boots clicking slightly on the ground. She shook slightly as she walked up to the counter. Tight leather pants adorned her lower half, two studded bels hung off one loop, giving it an X look on her hips. One was a red studded and the other Purple. She was dressed to kill all of it focused in on the black tanktop she wore. The graphics on it were enough to make someone stare. On the shirt it had a panda eating a piece of celery and in bright bloody red script it read "Mmmn, Souls of Babies"The girl was strange from head to toe, but what topped it off was the sleeveless leather duster, much like a trench coat, except a duster went to the near floor. That she wore. The girl smiled at the woman working the counter. "Yes, may i have a black coffee and a Banana nut muffin, please." She asked, placing her order as she waited, paid, and got what she needed. She sat at a table near the corner, a book under her arm. She flipped it open. The front read "Scars By Cheryl Rainfield" She sighed as she began reading, sipping her coffee slowly. She smiled as she read, her knee bouncing slightly as she let her eyes flower over the words of the book.
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