#callidusiuvencus

Maybe it wasn't the best idea after all; getting fresh air outside while Dove wasn't there to keep her locked up. All these people staring at her were starting to make her uncomfortable. She must look weird, right side of her face covered in bandages. Well hey atleast they were clean. Dove had closed the wound to the best of his ability... although the eye just couldn't be saved. She knew he tried, but it wasn't good enough. He always seemed to fail her when she needed him most. And now she probably looked pathetic. Nevermind what was hidden underneath the bandages. What was left of her eye looked awful... Yep, she was going home and crawl under her blankets again, this wouldn't do. Especially those faces showing sympathy were annoying her. She didn't need their pity. It wouldn't help her become a normal girl with both eyes again. And even then, Raven would probably find something else to bring her misery. Maybe she should have just died back then, then she finally didn't have to suffer anymore. Enough was enough. Turning around out of nowhere to go back, she managed to bump straight into someone. Normally she would have been the one apologizing frantically, but this was just another shove in the wrong direction lately. Fists shook in frustration and she fought to keep any tears from welling up. Her mood was probably noticable in her wavering voice as well: "What do you want? Are you just going to stare at me as well? Let's all stare at the freak with one eye and feel sorry for her, that'll make her feel better! Well guess what, it doesn't... Just leave me alone."

                     "Greetings."

•ღƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒღ• "Well, hello there street rat." Steia sang out in her usual happy tune, though there was always a special smoothness to her voice as she addressed the redhead. It spoke of disdain and odiousness. Not that she hated him to such regard, there was always just something that made her want to put the poor boy in situations that might lead to a missing leg or two. It usually just ended up in stealing his clothes or trying to shave his hair off, which she hoped he was grateful for. They had, after all, known each other for quite some time now. "Have I ever told you that you would look good in green?"

♣ "No, the problem is that I heard you perfectly fine. There's simply no way that I'll call the cops again, the stupid idiots seem to think that this is perfectly legal and I'm the one who's crazy. Even called me 'young sir', like I'm a kid or something."

                     "What is it, kid?"