((Might as well make a starter~))
Absentia Jenevieve Ozure; Mood: Irritated, Amused; Crush: Matthew; Tagged: Open
Absentia walked wearily out of a dark, back alley, a slight smirk on her masquerade-masked face. She took off the tattered object, discarding it in a nearby trash can. A few splatters of blood stained her vest, particularly on her shoulder. "D*mn humans," She snapped aloud, sure that she was alone as she leaned on a lamp post. "Thinking they can stab me in the shoulder and live. Hah! Idiots!" She chuckled, examining her wound in the process. "Not as bad as I thought.." She mumbled before coughing a bit. "Better go find something to wrap it in anyway, though..." She sighed and checked her surroundings. Suddenly, she felt as if she were being watched. Her eyes narrowed, becoming suspicious of everything around.





