Brick Wall

Subject: Brick Wall Fri Apr 23, 2010 5:55 pm

Brick Wall

The night was mild, a slight breeze wafting carefully through the empty streets of the lower Commons. A lone red hared man sauntered down the broken sidewalk, the erotic groan of his leather boots breaking the silence with each step. His bright green eyes barely open letting his other senses monitor the surrounding area instead. His mind was lost else were besides in the present moment, for he had a perplexing situation. For the many years he’d lived he had trained his skills in the few areas he saw fit to be of use, but now his abilities had though strong, had started to drop off in the acquiring of new skill. He wasn’t sure when it had starting happening, but now his dilemma was all to clear. Was this the peak of his of his power? There seemed to be a wall, a barrier to his strength hat he could not pass. He assumed that it was shortly after the loss of his comrades that he had taken to a safer life style. No longer did he hunt humans, but made deals, blood for his money and other services. He had even assimilated into the human culture, creating his theater and playing host to them. It was a disgusting thought, he knew he was superior to these humans and yet he hide amongst them like a frightened dog. It was the District 12, they had forced his hand in changing his life style to avoid the lash of their whip. His eyes narrowed at the very thought, that he’d been tamed, domesticated even for the safety of those weaker, and in the process he had become weak. No there had to be away, he wold not go quietly along with this charade of there’s he would crush the D12, and the humans with it, but first he had reclaim time lost in complacency.

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Subject: Re: Brick Wall Fri Apr 23, 2010 7:11 pm

In that selfsame night and not that far away, a short figure, about five feet in stature, leaned against a grey, brick wall. She held a fragrant, burning bit of wrapped herbs of a less than legal variety and inhaled gently, her eyes red as she sighed and focused on a street light. She appeared to be taking a break, her figure relaxing until she came to sit at the base of the wall, disinterested in the world at large for the moment.

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