The rain was cold against her skin. White blouse had bleed through after the hours of being out in the chilling rain. She didn't care. Maybe she would catch her death. Heh.
It was hard to follow the trail of blood, most washed away. Eventually she gave up and just strayed into the wilderness. She felt cold. But not from the weather. It was a empty dark feeling. She felt..alone. Ixora left without keeping watch over Mayu, probably pissed at Katt for telling her to back off. Mayu apparently thought her the monster everyone else did. And Toby...that was just a long list of pain.
What she had told Toby days before was true and the look Mayu gave her, braving against her to protect Toby, was proof. To the world she was a ugly, disgusting monster. No matter what she did she would always be..Mayu's stare and words not to hurt Toby struck deep.
Mayu.
She who came into Toby's life like some wayward breeze that he captured and found his bliss in. He listened to her. He ..adored her. It showed by the way he lingered by her. Or the way he touched her.
She was jealous.
No matter what she did she never could give Toby that feeling of peace that Mayu gave him. No matter what she had tried not even her words didn't hold any light. Mayu could repeat her words and Toby would listen to Mayu first. It was heart tearing. But she didn't hate Mayu. Envied maybe..but never hated. She knew from the moment she met Mayu that she was Toby's..true comfort. He looked at ease with her. The delicate, pretty flower that was Mayu.
His Mayu..
It was the hatred in Mayu's eyes that had made her decide. She didn't belong in their world. Views always as the beast first, friend later.
Face twisting up she looked to the sky when a fat waterdrop splashed her face. She had something to do first. She needed to find her. Lisa. It had been some time since she had seen the Claymore but she would be found.
There had to be a way to help Toby.
And she would find it before...
Inhaling deeply her pupiless eyes took in the surroundings. How would she start her seeking of the claymore? And to what extent would she go to save the one who she meant ..nothing to.
She twitched as warmth collided with the cold rain. Tears. Did she really mean nothing to him? Or was she begin greedy in wanting him to live? Selfish. Did the kisses they shared mean anything? Her eyes drifted closed, remembering faintly the heartbeat that had laid under her fingers. Beating like a mad drummer while his lips met hers so ...heatedly.
Brows furrowed and her head reared back, "Where are you Lisa?! We need to talk!" The words were bellowed out. She didn't expect to be answered. Instead her eyes remained closed, drinking in the coldness of the rain.
To what extent would she go...?
The answer was easy enough. There was no price she wouldn't pay.
It was hard to follow the trail of blood, most washed away. Eventually she gave up and just strayed into the wilderness. She felt cold. But not from the weather. It was a empty dark feeling. She felt..alone. Ixora left without keeping watch over Mayu, probably pissed at Katt for telling her to back off. Mayu apparently thought her the monster everyone else did. And Toby...that was just a long list of pain.
What she had told Toby days before was true and the look Mayu gave her, braving against her to protect Toby, was proof. To the world she was a ugly, disgusting monster. No matter what she did she would always be..Mayu's stare and words not to hurt Toby struck deep.
Mayu.
She who came into Toby's life like some wayward breeze that he captured and found his bliss in. He listened to her. He ..adored her. It showed by the way he lingered by her. Or the way he touched her.
She was jealous.
No matter what she did she never could give Toby that feeling of peace that Mayu gave him. No matter what she had tried not even her words didn't hold any light. Mayu could repeat her words and Toby would listen to Mayu first. It was heart tearing. But she didn't hate Mayu. Envied maybe..but never hated. She knew from the moment she met Mayu that she was Toby's..true comfort. He looked at ease with her. The delicate, pretty flower that was Mayu.
His Mayu..
It was the hatred in Mayu's eyes that had made her decide. She didn't belong in their world. Views always as the beast first, friend later.
Face twisting up she looked to the sky when a fat waterdrop splashed her face. She had something to do first. She needed to find her. Lisa. It had been some time since she had seen the Claymore but she would be found.
There had to be a way to help Toby.
And she would find it before...
Inhaling deeply her pupiless eyes took in the surroundings. How would she start her seeking of the claymore? And to what extent would she go to save the one who she meant ..nothing to.
She twitched as warmth collided with the cold rain. Tears. Did she really mean nothing to him? Or was she begin greedy in wanting him to live? Selfish. Did the kisses they shared mean anything? Her eyes drifted closed, remembering faintly the heartbeat that had laid under her fingers. Beating like a mad drummer while his lips met hers so ...heatedly.
Brows furrowed and her head reared back, "Where are you Lisa?! We need to talk!" The words were bellowed out. She didn't expect to be answered. Instead her eyes remained closed, drinking in the coldness of the rain.
To what extent would she go...?
The answer was easy enough. There was no price she wouldn't pay.