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"It's so cold.." Lucid softly mutters between chattering teeth as she tuck away half her face in her thin worn out coat. She slowly tuns around looking left to right realizing how deserted the streets of New York looks in the winter. Not even one M.T.A bus riding by. A soft sigh exits her lips as she seeks shelter somewhere since she is homeless (by choice) so she walks down 2nd avenue hands tucked in pockets and head downward listening for some sign of life she isn't getting. "Guess a storm is coming" she mumbles as the frost from speaking seems to descend towards the heavens as if a message to God. She slightly turns to her left seeing a pale blond haired woman at somewhats of a distance staring at her. Her features hard. Angry. Distasteful for the features of beautifully crafted face. Her lips a pink and skin as ivory as can be. Wearing but only a white dress simuliar to a night gown and shoes somewhats like sandles. Inappropriate for the weather. Lucid looks to the woman full as the woman meerly stares back hateful. Lucid then turns around continuing her walk severail blocks shivering,mumbling and sighing to herself before turning to only see the pale one following. Unshivering,un-tired and un-cold. Lucid then glares at the woman through her dark wine colored eyes with dis-like wanting to ask "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?" but in her heart she feared the pale one meerly for lack of understanding.





*continue later*