Post by Bryer L. Abital on May 9, 2012 21:24:40 GMT -5
Dusk was rolling across the lands already, such barren and broken earth being hazed over with a splash of oranges and reds and canvas for a sky began its turn into darkness. Breeze was little to non-existent as air remained stagnant and muggy even within later hours... oh tomorrow was going to be hell. When nights rolled in without the temperature dropping to at least a manageable degree then the next day was usually twice as bad. Oh mother nature had turned her back on them all and now she was attempting to roast them alive as if they were nothing more than little pigs for the picking. Then again humanity itself was part of the issue with how things were now...
Audible huff escaped from lung's expanse within chest and bloomed within atmosphere as Bryer lounged within one of the stripped car carcasses that dashed the outer area of the wastelands. Small figured draped across drivers seat with leather booted feet propped up on the decaying dashboard, it was the perfect image of a girl just hanging out but once you focused and realized the setting it seemed so very off. Blue pooled eyes glared out over the horizon middle and forefinger brought a cigarette to her lips sending toxins streaming down throat and swelling in lungs. Moments later a cloud of smoke snaked from lips and curled up into darkening sky.
"Bloody heat...."
Words came soft and angry all at once, for hours she had sat there in silence letting mind wander into oblivion with no real purpose of being there besides just to....sit. Eagle feathers dangled within hair while eyes fluttered shut, beads of sweat brushed her brow but not a single move was made to brush them away. It would be a waste of energy and effort only have to do it again within moments. Instead she just basked in her own little ruined car with no worries in the world. The arcane usually didn't venture out here, and if they so happened to decide to it was all open and she could take them in a hot second.
Another drag was taken from unhealthy habitual stick, ashes flicking everywhere with a practiced flick eyes never once opening. She felt tired...oh so tired. She hadn't slept in a good two days as she was always on the move and the car seemed to be a sanctuary in the middle of open plain. While eyes kept their darkness and mind drifted in a half sleep, butt dropping from her hands but ears kept open for any foreign sounds to alert her to trouble
Audible huff escaped from lung's expanse within chest and bloomed within atmosphere as Bryer lounged within one of the stripped car carcasses that dashed the outer area of the wastelands. Small figured draped across drivers seat with leather booted feet propped up on the decaying dashboard, it was the perfect image of a girl just hanging out but once you focused and realized the setting it seemed so very off. Blue pooled eyes glared out over the horizon middle and forefinger brought a cigarette to her lips sending toxins streaming down throat and swelling in lungs. Moments later a cloud of smoke snaked from lips and curled up into darkening sky.
"Bloody heat...."
Words came soft and angry all at once, for hours she had sat there in silence letting mind wander into oblivion with no real purpose of being there besides just to....sit. Eagle feathers dangled within hair while eyes fluttered shut, beads of sweat brushed her brow but not a single move was made to brush them away. It would be a waste of energy and effort only have to do it again within moments. Instead she just basked in her own little ruined car with no worries in the world. The arcane usually didn't venture out here, and if they so happened to decide to it was all open and she could take them in a hot second.
Another drag was taken from unhealthy habitual stick, ashes flicking everywhere with a practiced flick eyes never once opening. She felt tired...oh so tired. She hadn't slept in a good two days as she was always on the move and the car seemed to be a sanctuary in the middle of open plain. While eyes kept their darkness and mind drifted in a half sleep, butt dropping from her hands but ears kept open for any foreign sounds to alert her to trouble
