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Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2012 11:41 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2012 5:21 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2012 6:03 pm
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It had been a small amount of time before Miguel arose. a few people had dropped some change his way, he realized that when he opened his eyes. he gathered it up, and counted through it. "Mierda..." he cursed to himself. he still only had a small pittance. not enough for a proper meal. or anything honestly substantial. he started walking again, trying to think of ways he could come up with some money. he usually managed by nabbing possessions and cash from the crooks he took down, but the last few... didn't give him taht luxury. he cursed the police under his breath. he pocketed the extra change. at least it was a start. it wasn't long before a storefront caught his eye. a book store. he didn't have need for books, nor did he have the ability to purchase them anyway, but his mind was already running the profits he could hope to make by lifting a few and hocking them on the street. they weren't in high demand there... but, he could make enough to tide him through the day. he shook his head. "no no... that life is behind me..." regardless, he kept moving towards the store, without really thinking about it. he had to stop, in front of the establishment, and take it in, thus begining the internal debate over whether or not he could/should manage this.
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 8:00 pm
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The mother whispered sweet words to her baby which slept soundly in its cradle, singing a soft melody that only the baby and the small bird outside the open window could hear that Saturday morning. The small swallow watched, tilting its head as it listened, inclined to continue to listen to the mother sing. It pained the small bird's heart to see such kindness and love; the same she so longly desired ever since she was born. Her dark, beaded eyes watched in enchantment until the young mother stopped, looked at the window and shiver slightly before getting up to close it. The bird ruffled its feathers before fluttering away, using its tiny wings to propel against the wind currents until it came to another open window and flew inside.
Evelyn transformed, the figure of the small bird melting, growing, and longating until it resembled a human and then to Evelyn's own features. With a last, exasperated sigh, she stretched her body. Having to change her bone structure was always a hassle. Evelyn pulled off the mask and stripped away her costume that she wore the night before. Though she didn't partake in any crime last night, she watched it as a mouse close hand. So it was rather necessary that she wear the costume. Having been out all night though had left Evelyn rather weary. She yawned and pulled on some easy, loose clothes. But no, it wasn't time to sleep. Evelyn left her apartment, a small cramped space in a shifty apartment building. She went down the stairs quickly, picking up a newspaper and went for the streets, thinking it'd be beneficial to get some breakfast after a long night's watch. She ran a hand through her dark black hair and walked in rather long strides for something appetizing to eat.
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