Sept 4, 2018 22:00:04 GMT
Post by Remy Livingston on Sept 4, 2018 22:00:04 GMT
the fragile always fall apart
template by Punki of Adoxography
Remy watched the people on the street as they passed her by. The dark alley keeping her concealed within its shadows. But today she didn’t exactly have a job to do. Most of her work had been done already and she was bored having to wait for anything to busy her hands with. Since that bad weapons deal had gone down The Fool’s and Fallen Angels have been pretty tit for tat.
Honestly Remy didn’t understand why everything had to split completely, but now it gave some excitement to a developing admiration. She had joined up only after stealing Johnny's most precious car and not giving a shit what happened to her afterwards. Most would call her stupid, but she was always fearless in less than ideal situations. She could make a husk of a car into a beauty with her knowledge and dexterous hands.
Her hazel eyes darted over her shoulder as the sound of footsteps could be heard coming down towards her. These weren’t the familiar heavy steps of the man she was waiting for, and it was definitely more than one. She pulled her leather jacket tighter against her shoulders waiting for whoever it was to pass by. Thankfully they did and she let out a little sigh as she slumped some.
Her mind raced looking at the watch on her slim wrist. Looking at the little pizza place across the street she watched as she saw the familiar slicked back black hair, that vacant cold stare that somehow always took her from cold to hot in a matter of seconds. With just one look he was in control, and it was so hard to not fall for that. Shrugging off her jacket she replaced it with a hoodie and threw her leather jacket into a backpack she kept hidden there.
Today she had done something completely different. Her once long blue hair waved at chin length, the blue hues that used to highlight her face now a jet black in color. The only reason she did this was to see his reaction to seeing her do something considered "normal" for once. She couldn't hide the little smirk she had on her lips as she walked through the pizzeria door, the little bell chiming at her entry.
Honestly Remy didn’t understand why everything had to split completely, but now it gave some excitement to a developing admiration. She had joined up only after stealing Johnny's most precious car and not giving a shit what happened to her afterwards. Most would call her stupid, but she was always fearless in less than ideal situations. She could make a husk of a car into a beauty with her knowledge and dexterous hands.
Her hazel eyes darted over her shoulder as the sound of footsteps could be heard coming down towards her. These weren’t the familiar heavy steps of the man she was waiting for, and it was definitely more than one. She pulled her leather jacket tighter against her shoulders waiting for whoever it was to pass by. Thankfully they did and she let out a little sigh as she slumped some.
Her mind raced looking at the watch on her slim wrist. Looking at the little pizza place across the street she watched as she saw the familiar slicked back black hair, that vacant cold stare that somehow always took her from cold to hot in a matter of seconds. With just one look he was in control, and it was so hard to not fall for that. Shrugging off her jacket she replaced it with a hoodie and threw her leather jacket into a backpack she kept hidden there.
Today she had done something completely different. Her once long blue hair waved at chin length, the blue hues that used to highlight her face now a jet black in color. The only reason she did this was to see his reaction to seeing her do something considered "normal" for once. She couldn't hide the little smirk she had on her lips as she walked through the pizzeria door, the little bell chiming at her entry.
