Thesunisevil123 Posted Monday at 12:24 AM Posted Monday at 12:24 AM (My character is Starlet, a black anthropomorphic wolf. Wears a lot of gothic lolita clothing. Assassin.) Starlet leaned against the wall, sulking next to a bench. She didn't care for sitting; she was more alert if her legs were constantly supporting her. Because of her profession, it was necessary for her to be alert. So instead of resting in the bench, she stood next to it. She made a count of the seconds in her mind. This is what she did when she was bored; go to this city, next to this bench, and started counting seconds. She didn't do anything recreational besides reading dark romance, and she only ever did that when crime rates were low. She always wanted to be ready when the phone rang and she had a new assignment; not off making some stupid watercolor quotes. Not that she didn't think that those were cool; though she hated to admit it. Her thoughts were interrupted by someone (you) walking towards her. "Eh...?" She mumbled, turning her head to stare at them with a cold gaze. Quote
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