stories are just fairy tales [open]

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no more dreaming of the day
AS IF DEATH ITSELF WAS UNDONE, NO MORE DREAMING LIKE A GIRL SO IN LOVE, SO IN LOVE WITH THE WRONG WORLD

Summer had beaten down what grass the lot still possessed. From the stages that stood to the crowds that trampled across the land, it looked rather pathetic now. Kivani didn't mind the lack of aesthetics, however; she chose to enjoy the peacefulness it provided. No one around to disturb her as she attempted something.

It had only been last week that she shifted. Her bones still felt sore along with some muscles, but she ignored the pain. For the past few days she had traveled up to here, back to where she stored some money and clothes. Life as a human was just not what it cracked up to be. She had to worry about so many different, petty things. Kivani didn't like it, but she did enjoy the interaction with other living creatures. Unicorns were very solitary and it was in her nature to steer clear of anything that made a sound, but as a human she found it was somewhat easier exposing herself.

She skirted over to a nearby tree and plopped down ungracefully. In her hand was a singular book, one with pages torn, stretched, crumpled, and imprinted. The binding barely withstood all of the flipping she put it through, the tromping, and other adventures. Kivani tried to take care of it, but sometimes things didn't work out the way she planned. A finger went to play in the strands of indigo hair that strayed in her face. Trinkets, shells, and whatever else she had previously embedded in her hair jingled softly as the wind blew.

For the first time in a month or two, she opened the book that she tried to hard to master. Unicorns had no use for reading, but now that she embedded herself in such a humanistic world, she found it pertinent that she know how to read. She began practicing and learning on her own a year ago. Thank goodness she had been blessed with some intelligence and diligence.

"So the Spear-Danes . . . in days gone by . . . and the kings who . . . ruh-ruled them had . . . cuh-cuh-cour-courage and greatness."

Her concentration plunged into the book, so much so that the weather, the surroundings, and any other thoughts that might have snuck through her mind, she paid no attention to. Reading opened up a new world, and from the talk she heard whispered among the streets about a gang forming, perhaps multiple gangs, it gave her a greater understanding about politics which she had long ignored.

Before she knew it, the sun shrank behind some clouds and the wind stirred more. Had the Beast of Gévaudan been awakened? A shiver ran down her spine, but she still struggled to finish the book that would only last a few more pages. Who was scared of the dark? Not her. Yet.

ooc: anyone is most welcome to join! :3 we can wing it or talk about what's gonna go down here. i don't care if she gains a friend or an enemy. i'm up for anything. <3

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[Shea]

Having kids around was as normal as anything for the teenager so he was rather relaxed as three children under the age of thirteen all went racing in front of him. They disappeared from view, yelling back and forth at each other. Silas merely grinned, keeping his pace as he walked deliberately through the lot on his way toward the shopping district. It seemed to be getting late and the children kept pestering him. Not that he should have given in- he believed in having a routine. But maybe just this once...

"Rev!"Came the alarmed tone of the youngest child. Silas' attention shifted quickly toward the boy in time to see the brown haired four year old standing in front of a girl he didn't recognize. His expression remained calm as he moved toward Benny and the stranger- it was time to interfere. Funny, in all the time the various children spent with him among crowds, it was obvious they still weren't comfortable with people other than him. No time to consider that now. Silas came to a stop in front of the reading girl, placing a comforting hand on Bennet's shoulder.

"'Ello. Nice day, huh?"Silas questioned politely. The other two children hung back at a safe distance, peering curiously but hoping desperately not to be seen. Bennet leaned into his side, keeping his gaze fixed on the reading girl.

^{{I feel sorta odd replying at first because she appears/is for all intensive purposes twenty-two. Yeah, my character also has a weird way of aging, but I assumed it'd be a bit easier to RP with someone closer to the character's age. However, since no one stole the topic, I'm replying and I suppose they can just take the next one. /devious grin <3}}

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The light began fading, leaving only speckled drops of sunlight peering onto her page. It was that time again, time to pack up, head somewhere else, find that home she purchased nearly half a century ago. How things changed within the time. Kivani just began closing her book when she heard shouts in the far off distance, and looked up just in time to see someone peering down at her. The unicorn looked up at the stranger with large eyes, surprised to see a living soul around, and secondly a child at that. Kivani never had that motherly instinct, she was too much of a wild unicorn, but she did like children to an extent. This one seemed most interesting as he yelled out a friend's name.

She sat in silence for another few seconds before grinning. Then another one appeared. And another. They all looked so . . . young. Kivani nearly snorted, but thankfully remembered that she had two legs, not four this time. She pushed away some dreadlocked indigo hair from her eyes, causing the various shells and trinkets to jingle.

"Who are you?" she inquired, not bothering to fiddle with the wasteful hellos. "Well what of it is left, yes." She rose up from her sitting place and looked up at the new people that stood near. "I am Kivani," she added, remembering the social rules. There was nothing special about her title, though sometimes she enjoyed pretending she was some sort of lost rainbow princess. She inhaled the evening air, knowing that she stood in the presence of interesting individuals, although she couldn't tell which one of them possessed magic. It had an alluring smell, one she assumed glittered off of her as well.

The unicorn tilted her head secretly wondering what they were doing out here. Though she expressed her curiosity more than she realized.

ooc:hehe it's find, i understand. anyway, im trying to figure out how we can make this thread interesting. if you have any ideas, just go with it. xD right now i don't have many ideas. ): but i'll be thinking. :3[/size][/color]