Post by Hunter E. Xenith on Jul 20, 2009 22:39:09 GMT -5
[/color]Hunter Elodie Xenith
She kills with no life to spare
JUST VICTIMS ARE LEFT TO BLEED
One drink and the pain goes down[/size]
hunter was barely even sat at the table before she had a bowl in front of her, filled with all the fresh fruit she could reach. she had a sharp knife to core and peel her apple and pear, to slice her banana, and to de-stone her plum. she chopped it all quickly, skillfully, as that was what she had eaten for breakfast for the last five years, and the pile of peel, skins and cores disappeared before her eyes. she started to eat, alternating between speaking and feeding herself, wishing internally that she had two mouths in order to make the whole process of meal time go faster.
"plans are for squares anyway. we'll freestyle it and have more fun than them anyway." hunter grinned, rolling her eyes and gesticulating with her hands, waving her fork around dangerously close to people's faces. talking with her hands wasn't the best idea when she had sharp objects, but hunter never really thought about other people. "shopping's always fun, though." she mused, thinking back to last time they had gone shopping.
as sarena choked, hunter just started to laugh. it wasn't exactly full blown hysterics, but it was pretty close. it was uncommon for hunter to really think about what she was saying before, or even after, she said it a lot of the time, so her words hadn't struck her as funny until sarena had reacted, and hunter had been forced to review what she had said.
she calmed down very quickly, though, having recovered when sarena was still speaking. her face was grave as she spoke, although a smile twitched at the corners of her mouth. "yeah, yeah, that's what they all say." she dismissed the claim of love with a wave of her hand. but then she had to go and make it worse. she added to what she had said before. "but they normally say it like this." she paused only to put down her fork before giving her demonstration. "i..... love.... you.... hunt.... er..." she panted, banging on the table and rocking it for effect. there were no delusions as to what she could possibly have been talking about.
status: complete
length: some words
tagged: sarena
outfit: CLICKERS
music: itunes shuffle ^_^
mood: amused
muse: not really
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