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[byherscore]

[ a restless Diva, is never a good Diva. She's far too wound up, keyed up, disturbed by the sudden influx of noise, of people that she's...

seeking refuge.

Barefoot, a simple summer dress framing her body despite the cold of the season, she paced through the crowd, making a game out of not touching a single one as she flitted between the bodies. Whoever she touches, well... perhaps they'll find a slight surprise later, when she breaks their neck. Their only salvation is the basket she's carrying in hand.

She won't risk them. Not even for a taste or two.

No, for now, she simply wants the quiet of Xanadu, the gardens, any place that will afford her an afternoon nap. She wants peace. ]

((ooc: anything and everything is good with Diva, even someone stumbling across Diva while she takes said nap!))

Comments

[lizardofguilt]

Murderer!!!

[byherscore]

Murderer? [ she turned, smile cruel and wicked in the afternoon light. ] Does that mean something? [ she could frolic in a field of blood and guts and still sleep well and soundly when she was done. They're just cattle after all. ]

[lizardofguilt]

You feed on the blood of innoceeeeeents.

Your existence is a plaaaaaaaaague.

[li_ttlewolf]

[ What does Syaoran Li do when he finds himself in a strange and worryingly familiar place?

He climbs a tree.

Perhaps he is up there right now, observing the people below and looking sulky. ]

[byherscore]

[ she beamed up at him then ]

You would rather I die? [ oh how quaint ]

[byherscore]

[ Diva was only taking a small walk, restless, wanting peace and quiet and the sun caressing her skin. But she stopped the minute she smelled him, heard his heart beat. And she looked up at Sayoran sitting high above her. ]

Who are you?

[ what a curious young boy. Just her type. And doing such interesting things already. ]