Betty Beelzeboop
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- Posted: Sat, 08 Sep 2012 04:17:55 +0000
Guildhall Ward: No-Name Bar <<<
Lian's disguise was so well put together that even Lovi hadn't recognized it when she walked in. Granted Lovi didn't have a sixth sense for these kinds of things or anything. She didn't miraculously know when her fr- people that she knew were around, least of all when she wasn't expecting them.
She raised her glas to her lips and drank sparingly, but as she set the glass back down upon the table, the sound of that ever familiar voice met her ear, and tension sprung up from within, causing her grip to tighten around the glass. It shattered in her grasp with a crackle and pop noise that broke out over the otherwise calm murmur of activity within the place.
"Gods above, none of you see fit to leave me in peace, do you?" she breathed, speaking to herself and whatever greater deities saw fit to torment her in such a manner. She could never truly escape from the world, could she? Not without escaping from the world altogether, but suicide wasn't as attractive now as it might have been a few weeks prior. Seems every time she found some revelation, the meaning of it escaped her in the wake of pure frustration. Frustration with what, she didn't know. Everything she supposed.
What was that b***h doing here, anyway? ********.
Lian's disguise was so well put together that even Lovi hadn't recognized it when she walked in. Granted Lovi didn't have a sixth sense for these kinds of things or anything. She didn't miraculously know when her fr- people that she knew were around, least of all when she wasn't expecting them.
She raised her glas to her lips and drank sparingly, but as she set the glass back down upon the table, the sound of that ever familiar voice met her ear, and tension sprung up from within, causing her grip to tighten around the glass. It shattered in her grasp with a crackle and pop noise that broke out over the otherwise calm murmur of activity within the place.
"Gods above, none of you see fit to leave me in peace, do you?" she breathed, speaking to herself and whatever greater deities saw fit to torment her in such a manner. She could never truly escape from the world, could she? Not without escaping from the world altogether, but suicide wasn't as attractive now as it might have been a few weeks prior. Seems every time she found some revelation, the meaning of it escaped her in the wake of pure frustration. Frustration with what, she didn't know. Everything she supposed.
What was that b***h doing here, anyway? ********.