2008-01-14, 15:08
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#171
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Sleep beneath the flowers
Join Date: May 2007
Location: Lording above all of humanity >;3
Age: 34
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Remember that old teaser I posted back when Rune was a un-named blonde smoking girl? I felt bored and rather then actually write this out before hand... I felt like re-writing that 'teaser'. This is a total freewrite, why do I do this? ... Because.
Spoiler for Arc-en-Ciel: Ashes unto Dust:
The light sighs in a clearly feminine tone, it runs a hand through psuedo-transparent silver hair to brush away a bang obscuring half its face. It casts its mis-matched eyes about the darkness of the room, a glint of red is reflected in its own self-casted light in a scar running down its right silver eye. The woman of light digs into her jacket's pocket as her right hand habitually flicks open, then closes, a lighter.
"So..." the light cracks in a pained tone, "Someone actually bothered to learn history?" a non-descript white pack is withdrawn from her jacket, "And someone bothered to learn this particular history? Couldn't you just look out the window?" she gestures vaguely about her, not really aware if the room has windows or not, a white stick is flicked out of the pack as she continues, "But I digress... I guess someone who was involved in a bulk of the fighting would be the best person to explain this. And one of the few who didn't die when that little 'accident' happened."
She sighed and withdrew the white stick from the matching pack, the stick went into her mouth as the pack disappeared back into her jacket pockets. The lighter flicked open and lit as it burned the stick, a wisp of smoke appearing. Another flick and the lighter disappeared into her sleeves. A light shaking of her head causes the bang to once more fall and cover her blue eye from view.
"I suppose we'll get introductions out of the way first. I guess back in the days... My rank would be lieutenant, and I was in charge of the 367th Ground Battalion. Don't bother going looking them up, they're all dead anyway." the woman spat bitterly and took a drag from her cancer stick, "I'm also a Enforcer, by the name of Rune Juril. I've had the... Pleasure of meeting and being acquainted with the Aces, I didn't know them well... Maybe except Testarossa, but merely since she was around so much." Rune waved her hand dismissively, "Not that it matters anymore. Well now that introductions are done... I suppose you'll want to know how the 'great Time and Space Administration Bureau' has been reduced to ashes and we're at war with ourselves as Varista rebuilds, laughing at our misfortune?"
Rune laughs bitterly and then quickly she sobers and her visible eye narrows, the red glint is noted again in the scar.
"It's a long story. Don't fall asleep."
Whoot. Freewrite.
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