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Entrance Finally, after at least an hour or two of taking her time to finish off the last remains of her muffin and a couple of coffees to keep her awake and on the go for the whole day, she vividly recalled what that other Indigo boy had requested her to go. What for, she didn't really know. He was not even fifteen, yet she felt the desire to know what he wished. Probably just to form another group of Indigos, possible search for The Lightworkers, which was her quest. Jayde figured she would end up being this kids big "sister", and she would be fine with that. Actually, Jayde had been quite lonely, almost giving up completely and maybe even kill herself, for that was surely what would happen once the Neutrals found out about her causing trouble about and such. Making her way out of the cafe, hands stuffed in baggy jean pockets, dark hood covering her familiar face. She felt the evil glares from others, yet paid no mind to them. Finally, striding along a "secret" path and walking passed the old library where small children went to read with their mothers. Something inside of her wished for a mother, even a father, grandparent or one of such, though nothing in the world could give that to her. Jayde wondered how she could have such amazing powers, yet not be able to fix the real things that she so very much longed for. Stopping in front of the church, Jayde cast her ashen gaze across then fine archetecture that made this church whole. The statues felt rigid beneath her tough as her small, pale hand skimmed over them. Hauling open the big wooden doors, she strode over to a corner and crouched down in it. It was beginning to get cold. Searching through her pockets, she pulled out her packet of cigarettes. Lighting one of them, she placed the cancer stick in between her two, almost blueish looking, lips and sucked in some of the intoxicating fumes. Holding them in her lungs to her hearts content, she blew a smoke ring out of her mouth, moving in for another desired puff. Powers Shapeshifter & Healing Unmasked Kiwi Strings xMadameKiwix@hotmail.com [MSN & main inbox], xMadameKiwix@yahoo.ca [Yahoo! msngr.] |
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