Slipping Through The Cracks (now with tentacles) Freya+Uriel
Jan 26, 2016 11:56:21 GMT -5
Post by Freya on Jan 26, 2016 11:56:21 GMT -5
It was mornings like these Freya was starting to love.
The sun came up, warming the concrete with energy needed for Freya to finally open her eyes, the warmth inviting and energizing. She found herself behind a building of some sort, remembering she was looking for food until the cold got to her and made her pass out at this very spot. She didn't manage anything to find though, but early mornings meant there was sleepy people, out to get food.
So she did. The market filled with people this time of day, all of them trading for food and buying all the rotten produce and stale breakfast cakes the Slum's finest could offer. However she could not partake. She had no idea how the other people had gotten these... little ships that they trade for food, and Freya had literally nothing to trade it for..., but that didn't stop her from having fun instead.
Freya sat up on a few empty metal boxes used for old style freight transportation now held as fun bizarre stand separators in the Slum market, looking about at the food stand she liked. Once she saw a male come along to that female's food stand, she readied a love dart, stored in a special gland in the back of her throat, placing the shell like dart between her teeth, waiting for a moment she can shoot it in the soft fleshy neck of the man and woman.
Once she had a good aim she spat them out, the darts flying down hitting the girl in the neck and the man in the back, both of them reacting as if they got bitten by a bug. However, the worry was interrupted when they both looked back to each other and they began to act funny, smiling and blushing but not as if they making a spark together... it was something else and it was awkward. Freya smiled amused by it, but she had no time to waste as she climbed down, while they were distracted picked up a few apples and ran away, only to be caught a second later by a neighboring stand.
"Hey! I saw that." The man said, cutting Freya off and shoving the fruit out of her hands. The motion and fright of the man approaching her in such a aggressive and threatening way made her hair flare out and sting him instantly he touched her, they guy yelping before being paralyzed and fell to the floor, making a nearby woman scream in horror, other people running away from her thinking she had a gun of some sort.
And when that happened, the police was sure to arrive no later afterwards.
The sun came up, warming the concrete with energy needed for Freya to finally open her eyes, the warmth inviting and energizing. She found herself behind a building of some sort, remembering she was looking for food until the cold got to her and made her pass out at this very spot. She didn't manage anything to find though, but early mornings meant there was sleepy people, out to get food.
So she did. The market filled with people this time of day, all of them trading for food and buying all the rotten produce and stale breakfast cakes the Slum's finest could offer. However she could not partake. She had no idea how the other people had gotten these... little ships that they trade for food, and Freya had literally nothing to trade it for..., but that didn't stop her from having fun instead.
Freya sat up on a few empty metal boxes used for old style freight transportation now held as fun bizarre stand separators in the Slum market, looking about at the food stand she liked. Once she saw a male come along to that female's food stand, she readied a love dart, stored in a special gland in the back of her throat, placing the shell like dart between her teeth, waiting for a moment she can shoot it in the soft fleshy neck of the man and woman.
Once she had a good aim she spat them out, the darts flying down hitting the girl in the neck and the man in the back, both of them reacting as if they got bitten by a bug. However, the worry was interrupted when they both looked back to each other and they began to act funny, smiling and blushing but not as if they making a spark together... it was something else and it was awkward. Freya smiled amused by it, but she had no time to waste as she climbed down, while they were distracted picked up a few apples and ran away, only to be caught a second later by a neighboring stand.
"Hey! I saw that." The man said, cutting Freya off and shoving the fruit out of her hands. The motion and fright of the man approaching her in such a aggressive and threatening way made her hair flare out and sting him instantly he touched her, they guy yelping before being paralyzed and fell to the floor, making a nearby woman scream in horror, other people running away from her thinking she had a gun of some sort.
And when that happened, the police was sure to arrive no later afterwards.
