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ย ย ย A KEEN AWARENESS of her surroundings is ever-present, a seemingly good thing. considering her latest pursuit, a smart one as well. it does nothing for her discomposure, jarringly felt, and maybe reese had to admit she was faltering. lackluster hues take in bits and pieces of the sentimentality that evaded her. sheโs lost in thought but the voice that draws her in, does so sharply, and for the briefest moment, sheโs a deer caught in headlights.ย โย hm, i figure one more blast would do us good. just wipe out this entire cesspool of a town. โ she falls back easily, a twist of her lips marked with derision.ย โ weโre at high school levels of vengeance, baby, so i wouldnโt hold my breath either way. if youโre trying to limit the number of tragedies though, you probably shouldnโt be out so late and alone, yeah ? โ
the overhead glow of the lampposts illuminating the walkway casts a strange shadow on the blonde, & herย insouciance is calming, refreshing, evenย โ it elicits a small smile from the cherub, but she turns back to patting down photographs with a bat of her mitten. ( she tries not to look at the faces too oftenย โ sheโs found that staring into the immortalized faces of the dead can be quite haunting, especially when trying to sleep ).ย โ fighting fire with fire isnโt a good way to go ... history sets a pretty good precedent. โ she sucks in a breath, the cold february air cutting on her lungs. then pippa looks at the blonde quizzically, like she hadnโt comprehended that before.ย โ i donโt think a lot of people are out. not to be that person, but ... criminals have to sleep too. โ
