Post by Skittlez on Oct 29, 2012 17:41:45 GMT -5
Ryuka walked in the peaceful gardens swiftly and quietly but quite surely. She swept past the flowers that danced softly in the breeze that ruffled her hair. Her eyes scanned the whole place as she stopped, her shoes stepping in a puddle of water that had been made while someone had watered the garden itself. She looked at every little stupid flower with disgust. Why was she hear again? She didn't remember, but she didn't like it here. She hated it here in fact. The stupid flowers with it's stupid freshness and peacefulness and beautifulnness. It really got to her, she just wanted to burn it all to the ground! She looked at her pocket, a knife was in there. Looking at her other pocket she saw nothing. Eh, she didn't have any matches with her at the moment. It bothered her, she always came prepared.
She sighed, no burning nature today, to bad she really liked the thought. She smirked and laughed quietly but evily at the thought of the flames that would lick at each flower, spreading throughout the whole place, burning everything to ashes. She would silently run out, leaving everything to die. She then stopped laughing as she realized that wouldn't happened and then grunted in annoyance at her mistake of not coming prepared. Oh well...she started walking again, walking past a little boy, getting extremely close to him on accident, her side brushing against him. She stopped a foot away from him and glared at him from the corner of her eye. The boy should die for touching her...she hated being touched.
"You need to watch where you're going little boy. You could get in trouble." She said, raising her head a little, she was taunting the boy somewhat.
Of course he really didn't do anything, he was just sitting down on a bench doing nothing, probably looking at the stupid flowers. But she always had to blame somebody, it was what she did.
Weather: Nice
Time: Afternoon
Mood: Angry
Word Count: 294
She sighed, no burning nature today, to bad she really liked the thought. She smirked and laughed quietly but evily at the thought of the flames that would lick at each flower, spreading throughout the whole place, burning everything to ashes. She would silently run out, leaving everything to die. She then stopped laughing as she realized that wouldn't happened and then grunted in annoyance at her mistake of not coming prepared. Oh well...she started walking again, walking past a little boy, getting extremely close to him on accident, her side brushing against him. She stopped a foot away from him and glared at him from the corner of her eye. The boy should die for touching her...she hated being touched.
"You need to watch where you're going little boy. You could get in trouble." She said, raising her head a little, she was taunting the boy somewhat.
Of course he really didn't do anything, he was just sitting down on a bench doing nothing, probably looking at the stupid flowers. But she always had to blame somebody, it was what she did.
Weather: Nice
Time: Afternoon
Mood: Angry
Word Count: 294