[[nEEd .for. Release .xX Jul 3, 2008 16:11:45 GMT -5
Post by €l SonikkÜ on Jul 3, 2008 16:11:45 GMT -5
((Reserved for Neo)
Daylight's rays were finally beginning to penetrate the hearts of the Westopolian people again. Peace was finally being restored, and people were finally beginning to feel they could breath again now that they no longer had to worry about another bomb or threat from the infamous Skycorps.
However, one mobian in particular, who knew the delusion of the Skycorp's officials up close and personal, wasn't feeling the warmth of the late afternoon rays. At least, not as everybody else seemed to be. The pretty hedgecat's golden blond hair gleamed in the light, and a dull shine reflected off her cut-off, zip up halter benieth her favorite white jacket. Her tropical blue orbs were narrowed in irritation as she hauled along with her a bag of grosherys down the side walk.
So much for her freedoms.
Jenny dreaded returning to that old, abandoned warehouse, where Kraden's gang was still hiding out. And she dreaded seeing their faces. One of them was young and annoying, one was too quiet, one was jealous, and the other was just plain freaky. But it was because of the black hedgehog, Kraden, that she put up with them, AND their dangerous, pitiful lifestyle. Usually Jenny grew bored with things and people very quickly and straight up left, abandoning them. And she'd restlessly roamed the world. But here she was now, shackled and held back by her overwhelming emotions for a gang leader of all people. It was disgusting.
She threw the bag roughly down on the steps of the train station, then sunk down beside it, elbows on her knees and her forehead rested on her palm. She needed to get out of here, she needed at least one night of unrestricted, wild freedom.
That was what she lived for. Stupid Kraden. Stupid Skycorps. Stupid life...