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ooc;; ha ha, finally done it >< went longer then expected as usual -_- | |  | | Everybody went there own way. Only, she knew it was coming before hand. She needed something new, something to remind her why she loves this place she calls home. So she took off and never looked back. Almost like how she first showed up. Unknown. But unlike the others, she was LA's ultimate party girl. She didn't have a certain clique she found herself loyal to. She was friends with everbody and they didn't seem to care if she was with the enemy. Could her name have some effect on her personality. That her aura, her glow, people find themselves attracted too.
She finally found herself missing home and why she did. It was who she is. So she made her way back and could feel the thickness is the air. But that wasn't going to stop her. She was back home and she wasn't going to change.
But as much as people may like her, if she didn't like anybody, she was't afraid to voice it. Supreme bitch? of course! Says what she thinks, does what she wants, and takes what she likes. There was no telling no to her.
She lights a smoke as she waits for walk sigh to appear. She looks over to her left as an old couple stares at her with disgust. She makes a V with her index and middle finger by her mouth and wiggles her tongue between her fingers. The old lady snaps her eyes away and pushes her husband over to get away from her. She laughs and takes a step as it was time to walk across. She wasn't pleasantville looking and she liked it like that. She stood out and that was how she likes it. If you can't handle being different in a crowd then blend in was what she always saw it as. If you wanna be different then be prepared to be looked at different, talked to different and treated different. It is why majority of the people blend as one, they can't handle being picked out of a crowd.
She throws her done cigarette to the side of the side walk and continues down the streets of LA. She turns a corner and has a quick glance at the end to see some familiar faces. She makes her way down and peeks around the corner to see his car in the alley way. "Still the same bastard I see" She said as she looks in the car. She looks down and sees it's unlocked "Bad move mister" She opens the driver seat door and gets in. "Nice" She said as she looked around. She looks in the back "Where did you steal this?" She says to herself as she look in the back. She steps out again and looks to the corner as she closes the door. She gets in the back and closes the door. "This better be his car" She said as she reached up front for a pack of smokes she didn't see. She grabs the lighter and lights it, throwing both back between the seats. She seats back and looks out the tinted window. She grabs hold of her customed made desert eagle .50 caliber handgun that rested against her lower back. She hears their voices and she stays close to the door so they wouldn't see her. She takes a drag of her smoke and the door opens. She holds her hand out and up to the person that opened the door. Neither of them were able to see her from the front or back. All standing in a blind spot. "Next time..." She steps out as she was still holding a guy to a person she didn't recognize "I suggest locking your doors" She looks over to see Spyder, Ziggy, and Amathyst. She grinned as she remained in her position "It's a nice car, be ashame if it was gone when you got back" | |  | |
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 | | occ__ rawr! haha. It's awesome
muzik__ Drag The Waters- Pantera | |  | | "What the fuck is this?" Amathyst demanded, glancing from the woman holding Shadow at gun point. He didn't flinch as she held it out, looking down the barrel, though it caught him off guard and he was a bit uneasy. "What the fuck were you doing in my car?" Spyder snapped, looking her over. "Just give me the keys and I will be on my way- no blood involved." the woman said cooly. "Like hell." Ziggy growled. They went for their guns and she tightened her grip on hers. "Ah." She moved closer toward Shadow, the gun pointed directly at his forehead. "Come any closer d he will become an airhead. It's all ready to shoot his brains out." He flinched slightly at her words and glanced over at them as they were all looking back at her, grins creeping up on their lips as they started laughing, and then the woman did.
They walked up to her and she lowered her gun, exchanging hugs with them. "Good to see you again, Aura." Spyder smirked, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "Long while. So, who is this squirt?" She beckoned to Shadow with her head. "And how did Poncho get away? If he even did?"
"This here would be Shadow. He's been our fourth for a good seven years. He's the one we got to replace Poncho after he had a rather...unfortunate...ending." Spyder smirked. "So where the hell have you been? Just disappeared and reappeared now." Amathyst smirked at her as she lit a smoke.
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