Post by brighteye on Oct 28, 2010 22:41:18 GMT -5
KRYSTAL ABIGAIL CLARKE
This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor
This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital
It's not so pleasant and it's not so conventional
It sure as hell ain't normal but we deal, we deal
This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor
This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital
It's not so pleasant and it's not so conventional
It sure as hell ain't normal but we deal, we deal
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It wasn’t everyday that she got an off day from both of her jobs. She worked for the Nightshade and the NYPD. They both involved danger (thats fun), fire arms, and lots of death. In one she was saving lives and finding the killer, in the other she was killing those that brought death in their wake. Not bad for a girl of twenty nine, huh? Everyday was another risk that she was willing to take, except for today. Today was her day, a day to relax and get away from all the pedophiles, rapists, vampires, and werewolves. Yes, you heard her right, vampires and werewolves. They were the bringers of death that she helped stop, though before she was in college she’d never believed.
A woman with messy blonde hair sat up in bed, stretching. A cat curled up against her cried out in protest softly, but she ignored it. The woman went through all the stages of getting ready to go to work, minus the gun. She lifted the cat gently and set her against her neck, where the cat could view everything she could see comfortably, and it left her arms free. This was the normal waking routine of Krystal Clarke. She was a person who knew her way around a gun and could kill you with her barehands if she wished, who had a soft side for cats and couldn’t understand math. What a picture for a protector of innocents, huh? She fixed herself a bowl of Cinnamon Life cereal as her birds began to greet the day.
“Good morning!” “Good morning!” “I love you!” “Good morning!” The two chorused. They usually had something to say about the morning, but today they seemed to be in the same cheerful mood as she. She picked up the bowl as she ate, so she could walk to the cages. She opened them, and the birds scurried out, not caring if there was a cat nearby. The two birds and the cats had a truce, since they could do considerable damage before the cat would be able to get the killing blow in. Krystal was glad for that, because she’d have hated to get rid of the cat, who was the newest addition to her family.
Once she was finished with her cereal she rinsed the bowl and left it in the sink to wash later and drifted over to the phone. Dialing a number she’d long since memorized, she tapped her foot as it rang.
“Hello?” A voice on the other end spoke. Krystal replied, bouncing slightly as she did so.
“Yes, hello! I’d like to come visit my mother, Sapphire Clarke, if it’s alright.” She told the man. The woman hadn’t visited her mother all week, and she liked to be kept updated with her mothers’ condition.
“I’m sure she’d like you to visit, Krystal.” The man told me. The girl smiled to herself as she thought about it.
“Alright. Would you tell her that I’ll be over to visit in about twenty minutes?” She asked. He assured her that he would and the woman hung up.
“Alright, Midnight, I have to go. You be good and leave the birdies alone, alright?” Krystal told her, lifting her gently from her shoulder to set her on the ground.
“Goodbye, April, Sammy.” She called over her shoulder.
“Buh Bye!” Sammy hollered back.
“I love you!” April replied, repeating the same thing she’d said earlier. The woman grabbed her purse and walked out the door, locking it behind her. With that, she went to her car and began to drive off to visit her dearest mother.
A woman with messy blonde hair sat up in bed, stretching. A cat curled up against her cried out in protest softly, but she ignored it. The woman went through all the stages of getting ready to go to work, minus the gun. She lifted the cat gently and set her against her neck, where the cat could view everything she could see comfortably, and it left her arms free. This was the normal waking routine of Krystal Clarke. She was a person who knew her way around a gun and could kill you with her barehands if she wished, who had a soft side for cats and couldn’t understand math. What a picture for a protector of innocents, huh? She fixed herself a bowl of Cinnamon Life cereal as her birds began to greet the day.
“Good morning!” “Good morning!” “I love you!” “Good morning!” The two chorused. They usually had something to say about the morning, but today they seemed to be in the same cheerful mood as she. She picked up the bowl as she ate, so she could walk to the cages. She opened them, and the birds scurried out, not caring if there was a cat nearby. The two birds and the cats had a truce, since they could do considerable damage before the cat would be able to get the killing blow in. Krystal was glad for that, because she’d have hated to get rid of the cat, who was the newest addition to her family.
Once she was finished with her cereal she rinsed the bowl and left it in the sink to wash later and drifted over to the phone. Dialing a number she’d long since memorized, she tapped her foot as it rang.
“Hello?” A voice on the other end spoke. Krystal replied, bouncing slightly as she did so.
“Yes, hello! I’d like to come visit my mother, Sapphire Clarke, if it’s alright.” She told the man. The woman hadn’t visited her mother all week, and she liked to be kept updated with her mothers’ condition.
“I’m sure she’d like you to visit, Krystal.” The man told me. The girl smiled to herself as she thought about it.
“Alright. Would you tell her that I’ll be over to visit in about twenty minutes?” She asked. He assured her that he would and the woman hung up.
“Alright, Midnight, I have to go. You be good and leave the birdies alone, alright?” Krystal told her, lifting her gently from her shoulder to set her on the ground.
“Goodbye, April, Sammy.” She called over her shoulder.
“Buh Bye!” Sammy hollered back.
“I love you!” April replied, repeating the same thing she’d said earlier. The woman grabbed her purse and walked out the door, locking it behind her. With that, she went to her car and began to drive off to visit her dearest mother.
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