Post by Altalune Gloriole on Feb 16, 2021 18:46:12 GMT -5
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HAVEN'T YOU HEARD WHAT BECOMES OF CURIOUS MINDS?
Once the dust settled in the city, just after the killing of the Dust Ward Killer and the escape of the girl who was now dubbed as The Moon-Touched by authorities, the horned girl had spent a few days in the sewers of the Wind District, sleeping rough and making sure no one managed to follow her down. She missed her comfy bed back with the Kozak's but she knew within a heartbeat Alina would trade her into the authorities with whatever bounty was put on her head. She didn't understand it. Why her? What did she do wrong? She recalled the night from a few days ago and recalled all of what happened. She defended the lizard girl from a band of unfavourables, and she got angry for that. She reported her to the police for killing those who started the aggression. Then, she finished off the Dust Ward Killer to stop the pain of a bereathed girl with a drum, and to end the killers suffering.
How was she the bad person? She did nothing but good that night! She defended civilians twice! No, three times! She even saved that weird shark girl from Geists! Why wasn't she being praised for being a hero? Why was she being treated like a villain? For what reason? These questions wracked her brain as she would trudge the shitty corridors for the third day in a row. Her freedom, cut short by a small band of... of... idiots! They didn't understand her struggles to be here and without her, half of them should be dead! Maybe she she rectify that... Immediately, Lunar shook her head of the thought. She wasn't going to become what she sought to destroy.
She was not becoming a villain. The one "destined to overthrow Atlas".
Using a single mote of moonlight, she kept her surroundings lit up and the sudden intrusion of the faunus would send rats scurrying away as she walked past their hovels. This place was awful. Why was that weird Nasrin girl down here? This was... awful living. Why would you willingly live here? Her question wouldn't get answered soon as she turned a corner and saw plants encroaching along the floor, and three figures looking in her direction, with knifes and rusted daggers. Instinctively, she would draw her blade and form the moonlight mote into a second blade, letting it hover into her off hand before shouting out. "Who are you?! What do you want?!" Their reactions? They turned tail and began running, which took Lunar by surprise before she pursued, running deeper into this strange plant infested territory.
How was she the bad person? She did nothing but good that night! She defended civilians twice! No, three times! She even saved that weird shark girl from Geists! Why wasn't she being praised for being a hero? Why was she being treated like a villain? For what reason? These questions wracked her brain as she would trudge the shitty corridors for the third day in a row. Her freedom, cut short by a small band of... of... idiots! They didn't understand her struggles to be here and without her, half of them should be dead! Maybe she she rectify that... Immediately, Lunar shook her head of the thought. She wasn't going to become what she sought to destroy.
She was not becoming a villain. The one "destined to overthrow Atlas".
Using a single mote of moonlight, she kept her surroundings lit up and the sudden intrusion of the faunus would send rats scurrying away as she walked past their hovels. This place was awful. Why was that weird Nasrin girl down here? This was... awful living. Why would you willingly live here? Her question wouldn't get answered soon as she turned a corner and saw plants encroaching along the floor, and three figures looking in her direction, with knifes and rusted daggers. Instinctively, she would draw her blade and form the moonlight mote into a second blade, letting it hover into her off hand before shouting out. "Who are you?! What do you want?!" Their reactions? They turned tail and began running, which took Lunar by surprise before she pursued, running deeper into this strange plant infested territory.
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