#lensee

“I’ll be back, dad. Trust me.” Lensee said to her lusus, walking out of the swamp that her hive is located and into some more descent scenery. Climbing up on a tree, as soon as she got to the top, she looks over at the landscape. It was beautiful. She always loved seeing the beauty of what’s around her. The greenery of the leaves from the trees, the sparkling waters of the ocean, the cystal-like sparkles from the soft snow, everything about it amazes her.

She often wishes she could share this kind of feeling with someone else. Especially knowing today is matesprits day. Though she doesn’t think anyone would ever be near a thief like her. Turning into her smoke form, she flies from one tree to the next, repeating this over and over until she was in the outskirts of the forest. Turning back into her normal form, she lost her footing onto the branches and slipped off the tree. Screaming, she tried to at least land on her legs, but was more worse once she landed on one leg, she collapsed onto the ground, screaming. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!!!” She yelled, looking over at her left leg, tried to move it, but couldn’t. It only brought more pain when she tried and decided to not even try again. At this point, the only thought she has right now that her leg is broken and she’s already far from her hive. Maybe if she could seek out some help.

today’s Valentines day :v

send my trolls stuff or try your best if you think you can try to swoon them

It is a quiet night. Not very quiet in the least with the sounds of the waves hitting the shoreline, but enough to leave her in thought. Lensee walked through the beach, as clear as it could be with the stars visible in the night sky. She loved the beach. Despite living in a swamp, she would always go to the beach to let her thoughts run free.

She doesn’t remember how long she has been running away. Seems like days. Possibly what she gets for trying to take food from a high blood’s home. Let alone one that belonged to a subjugglator that seems more violent than the ones she have encountered. Breathing heavily, she hid underneath some broken branches, hearing the sounds of trampling feet and chatter amongst them.

They were gone. Popping out from her hid spot, she got as far away away from the area and took a breather for a second, leaning against a tree. “Note to self. Never try to steal stuff from a big guy that can rip me in two...” She said to herself. She hasn’t been lucky trying to get anything worth valuable. Food was pretty much the only thing she needed, but the many times she has asked for some, they always turned her down which left her no choice but to try and steal some. So far, she hasn’t been lucky.

The sounds of people walking through the streets, soon interrupted with sounds of heavy panting and hurried stomps on the ground. Lensee quickly ran, looking back for a moment to see a couple of high bloods, each of them holding weapons. “Didn’t know I was gonna need an exercise today. Shit!” She said to herself through her panting.

It has been a while since she has talked to anyone. Avoiding people is part of the reason, but she's been having bad day after bad day. Lensee got onto her computer, turning it on and logged into trollian. She hasn't used the program for a quite a while. She remembered using all the time whenever she talked to her friends. At least who she thought were her friends.

-- faithfulCataclysm [FC] started a conversation! --

FC: Hello? ʌnyone wishes to speʌk? Mʌybe

FC: Or something

It had been a couple of hours since she got out of her hive and started walking aimlessly. Lensee didn't pay attention to where she was going, but she knows that she walking. No destination came in thought when she planned this out, but it was calming to her.

The sounds of nature at work was soothing and set the mood right along with the sounds of crunching snow beneath her. She doesn't like snow. She never liked it at all, but it comes and goes, she always thought to herself.

The city was never a peaceful place to be, but it was a place to get her mind off of things. A perfect place to be distracted from all the problems. Lensee has many things on her mind. They worried her, but at the same time made her upset thinking about it. She sat on the bench, watching the crowd of trolls walking by.

She wondered how long she has talked to someone. Possibly a couple of weeks. Maybe even more than that. She can never keep track, but she knows very well that she has not met a whole lot of people over time. She doesn't even remember who were the people she talked to, but at least they were some great company for the time being. She wondered if herself in general is being a problem to get people's attention. The brown blood has always thought of trying to lose weight, but she hasn't gotten around to it.

Though she wondered if it's because of her blood color, or maybe the way she dresses, or the way she talks to people. A lot of these things race through her head to try and solve the problem only no solution to it could be possible. She's kind. There hasn't been a moment where she snapped at someone, unless it's a sea dweller, for no reason.