Quiet Fountain; Calm Readings [Open] Oct 8, 2017 2:29:32 GMT
Post by gingerfrost on Oct 8, 2017 2:29:32 GMT
The temperatures slowly began to descend into cool moist cool fronts, she decided to take advantage of these dropping temperatures by reading a simple book sitting along the water fountain. She one who is in constant wearing of boy covered clothing found warmer temperature rather a pain, struggling to appear fashionable and strong. Deodorant helped of course, just anything higher than 80 degrees luckily not a normal thing around Aurora Academy, was quite the struggle. A full fledged reason she finished her recruiter rather quickly, and much preferred to be out during the winter months of certain hemisphere areas.
Choppy black short hair lady sat at the water's edge wearing a long black gown with a v-cut and long black boots to hide the skin. The top was long sleeved, but she always was found wearing absolute unnecessary fuzzy white coat. Some sore she was burning up, she merely ignored their words moving on with her day. She had secrets, they all did, hers were all over the body. Still scars of the past, scars for whom? From Whom? Who really knows, who really cares, they don't need to know anything about her.
Calmly she turned the page of the book, written back in the 1920's, it was but some old mafia novel about hiding alcohol and well.. other illegal items from the coppers, it was an old book. One she read, what three times now? Quite the fascination of such a setting since her earlier kid years. Really who would have thought the crazed phase never would end. Maybe she should be some historian at the school, she gave a small laugh. Then she would have to learn the other areas of the world, when only mafias were most fascinating. Those gangsters attempting to rule a city or town.. Really think they control people such ease.
She heard a noise near by, slowly calmly closed the book placing it next to her on the fountain's concrete edge. Slowly her eyes looked up at the one who decided it was wise to approach her during her more break past time. The book held a picture of 2 well famous mafia warlords a possible photo of the past. Small hum escaped her thinking of who dared take that photo.