11-26-2019, 07:15 PM
MY DEAR, THERE ARE SECRETS HERE | | |
First order of business, her head hurt like a bitch and so did her stomach. And the rest of her body was a bit sore too. Damn, she really shouldn't have spent so much time running around the suburbs last night trying to find cool places to climb onto and jump off of.
But well- the feeling of being athletic, of being able to trust her body to carry her wherever her mind wanted with minimal effort, it was exhilarating. Her childhood had been spent dodging family drama and learning the trade of the Felix family, she hadn't been allowed to run wild like she currently did. And back during her time in Northstar, she'd been trapped in that fricking warehouse all the time unless she snuck out with Lottie, and she'd been too afraid of someone finding out to do that much.
But the time on her own had honed her mind and body, taught her skills she otherwise would've never needed to learn. And she was glad, because the next time one of her sisters trying to murder her she'd be able to escape and not end up looking like-
Well, the point is she wore a scuffed up rabbit mask currently, and her body was covered in layers of clothing both to fight off the intense cold and to cover up any scars she might want hidden. The only exposed skin was her normal-looking hands, though one might be able to catch a glimpse of burnt ears if they came up behind her.
To round off her appearance, she did have a shotgun strapped to her back and a baseball bat wrapped with barbed wire held lazily in one hand. One could never be too careful, especially a young woman traveling on her own. Even more so when she stopped to think about just where she was headed, and who she'd be meeting there.
Selena was unarguably dangerous. Bub had heard all kinds of things when she abandoned mentioning her ties to the Felix family, tales of cruelty and violence and unabashed ambition. Was Sel going to hurt her? No, probably not. Lessandra was the only one who seemed infatuated with hurting her family members, but Bub had to be careful anyways.
The city rose up in the distance, silhouetted by the rising sun. She steeled her nerves, tightened her grip on her baseball bat, and continued forward. There would be no room for turning back now, she'd already been noticed by the street scum of the city.
But well- the feeling of being athletic, of being able to trust her body to carry her wherever her mind wanted with minimal effort, it was exhilarating. Her childhood had been spent dodging family drama and learning the trade of the Felix family, she hadn't been allowed to run wild like she currently did. And back during her time in Northstar, she'd been trapped in that fricking warehouse all the time unless she snuck out with Lottie, and she'd been too afraid of someone finding out to do that much.
But the time on her own had honed her mind and body, taught her skills she otherwise would've never needed to learn. And she was glad, because the next time one of her sisters trying to murder her she'd be able to escape and not end up looking like-
Well, the point is she wore a scuffed up rabbit mask currently, and her body was covered in layers of clothing both to fight off the intense cold and to cover up any scars she might want hidden. The only exposed skin was her normal-looking hands, though one might be able to catch a glimpse of burnt ears if they came up behind her.
To round off her appearance, she did have a shotgun strapped to her back and a baseball bat wrapped with barbed wire held lazily in one hand. One could never be too careful, especially a young woman traveling on her own. Even more so when she stopped to think about just where she was headed, and who she'd be meeting there.
Selena was unarguably dangerous. Bub had heard all kinds of things when she abandoned mentioning her ties to the Felix family, tales of cruelty and violence and unabashed ambition. Was Sel going to hurt her? No, probably not. Lessandra was the only one who seemed infatuated with hurting her family members, but Bub had to be careful anyways.
The city rose up in the distance, silhouetted by the rising sun. She steeled her nerves, tightened her grip on her baseball bat, and continued forward. There would be no room for turning back now, she'd already been noticed by the street scum of the city.
[justify]Oh, turn your lamps down low [abbr=Isabel Cameron Felix, goes by Bub | Feminine pronouns, she/her | 15yrs Old | 5'6" | Hella gay]&[/abbr]
Keep the light so dim that you can't see [abbr=Medium Difficulty Physically | Easy Mentally | Attacks with shotgun or baseball bat wrapped with barbed wire | Open to capture if discussed prior | Not open for death]&[/abbr]
What's out there ahead of you [abbr=Hoarder multi-patterned mess aesthetic | Shoulder length black hair | Greenish blue eye color | Always seen wearing a mask and at least 2 layers of clothing | Severe burn scars on her face, neck and left shoulder which are always covered]&[/abbr]
(IC Opinions)[/justify]
Keep the light so dim that you can't see [abbr=Medium Difficulty Physically | Easy Mentally | Attacks with shotgun or baseball bat wrapped with barbed wire | Open to capture if discussed prior | Not open for death]&[/abbr]
What's out there ahead of you [abbr=Hoarder multi-patterned mess aesthetic | Shoulder length black hair | Greenish blue eye color | Always seen wearing a mask and at least 2 layers of clothing | Severe burn scars on her face, neck and left shoulder which are always covered]&[/abbr]
(IC Opinions)[/justify]
IS IT WHAT YOU WANTED THOUGH?
bub ;; she/her ;; 15yrs