((Ehh.. could you asnwer my question (A) about the fear :P))
Xyza walked slowly through the streets of Haven City. Step, step, step. Her hands in her pockets, her eyes turned to the ground. Her unual white hair waved in the wind and the black point at the end swirled to her shoulders. Step, step, step. She did not paint her hair like that, although a lot people were thinking that. She was just born that way. Was it a curse? Maybe. She walked further.
Step step step step......
A shabby man came from the right, "He.. you.. I . " Obvious he was drunk. "You want to... stand out.. hea.. so I will take you then.. that is what.. you want.. isn't...?" His voice was twisted though the alcohol. Xyza glanced at him, it was just one glance but the man seemed to freeze right were he was standing. "Pfff." was the only thing Xyza said before walking further again, leaving the shocked man behind.
Step, step, step.
She came by a more busy part of the city and halted by a few televisions screens. An interview with a Knife again... this is going to get annoying.. She thought. She saw the boy running up the building and frowned. A mutant...? She looked around and moved inside the crowd.
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~ by Christina Crino |