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Post by Fox on Jul 14, 2008 17:13:49 GMT -7
Fox jumped from one roof to the other as she then stopped and looked down at the street. she didn't move as she stuck to the shadows and listened for any danger as she had just killed a man in his office even though she wasn't seen. She loved to do this and would always 'waste' the onew that hurt others as they didn't deserve the life they have, in her mind really. She was dressed in black as always and looked around again as she sighed and hid her guns away for now.
some people looked up at her as they thought she might jump but that only made her laugh as she would do no such thing unless she had no other way out. she rememberd the day that she met Wesley and how he helped her understand how things really should work. She then looked down at all the people walking home from work not knowing what the future may hold for them. She then turned around as she heard someone on the roof with her.
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Post by • Ginger Fitzgerald on Jul 28, 2008 21:53:24 GMT -7
The rooftops, a place where she always tended to hang out when she was bored, or thought of death, or wanted to see what people would do. She wasn't suicidal in a sense, she just loved death. How it could sneak up on you, grab you and tear you away from the world. Ginger knew what it was like, how it was like, from being bitten by a werewolf, to dying in a sense when she leaped at her sister, impaling herself on the knife. A pleasant shiver passed through body, her hand went to her hip as she surveyed the surroundings below. She was dressed in jeans, shoes, a jacket. Simple outfit since she really couldn't be fucked dressing in anything else and this outfit would do. She didn't care on what people thought anyway, its not like their opinion mattered. Nope, she didn't care when she was human, she didn't care now that she was a werewolf. And so, she kept walking along the rooftops, laughing slightly as people stared at her, and in no way did this bother her. It just made her feel better than them.
She could sense another being near her, and looking around she spotted the female. "Well well, what do we have here?" Ginger smirked, getting closer. Taking in the womans features, one word came to her. Beauty. Although Ginger didn't fall in love, or even have that emotion unless it was for her sister, Ginger did appreciate beauty. Tilting her head, Ginger opened her mouth to show her two fangs, but not intending to attack. Feeling as though she should let the woman know a little on what she was dealing with if a fight should break out. She sniffed the air, taking in the womans scent and the wolf inside was calm. Very calm. It was odd in a way. Ginger stood, waiting for the woman to speak, a grin still upon her face.
((hope you don't mind me posting))
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Post by Fox on Aug 16, 2008 18:05:39 GMT -7
(not at all it's cool..sorry it took so long to come back had a lot to do)
Fox looked at the girl in front of her as something felt strange about her though Fox didn't really care one way or the other. As the girl showed her fangs fox thought this to be a bit odd though just shrugged it off for now. she wasn't intending to kill Ginger as her name hadn't come up as the next target any way. Wesley was away right now going to kill somone else from the people that crossed them and made him kill his own father in cold blood with tricks and lies which she had at one point been apart of but she didn't mind that really.
"The name's Fox and what's it to you? I could actually ask you the same question"
Fox was fearless as she had long ago lost that emotion in her mind and she liked it that way. she knew what her skills were and she liked it though she used it only when needed and killing a target. Her moto still stayed '1 for 1000' but it was for a good cause now not because she was being used. she then sighed and looked at Ginger again waiting to see what her answer was. the guns were hidden for now but Fox would use them if it came down to it.
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