Post by rachael on Mar 26, 2011 19:33:24 GMT -5
Views like this one were the reason Lucast wandered. No, views like this, a sea of lights, from a secret place that only people like her knew, these were reasons to live. Ears perked high, facing into the abyss, legs dangling off the side of a ventilation shaft, Lucast felt truly free, more alive than she had in... god, forever.
She let it all hang out. Human form was something she reserved for politeness, something she held out to humanity, meeting them in the middle. Up here, she could be herself without the bother of questions or stares - occasionally, things like that were alright (she liked the attention sometimes), but the vixen made a note to remember this building.
She thought fondly of the old janitor who had let her up here - metahumans were more common than she thought they were - to think somebody so normal had a daughter like her? She made a note to repay the kindness. Not because she had to. Because she wanted to.
Her mind was on other things, however - not even on the rooftop she sat upon. No, her eyes danced excitedly over the stars, above and below, her ears flicking with the sounds of so much life - more than she was used to. Truly, new york was a city of life, the city that never slept, the big apple! Just thinking about it made Lucast's heart sing - maybe she'd get lucky here!
She let it all hang out. Human form was something she reserved for politeness, something she held out to humanity, meeting them in the middle. Up here, she could be herself without the bother of questions or stares - occasionally, things like that were alright (she liked the attention sometimes), but the vixen made a note to remember this building.
She thought fondly of the old janitor who had let her up here - metahumans were more common than she thought they were - to think somebody so normal had a daughter like her? She made a note to repay the kindness. Not because she had to. Because she wanted to.
Her mind was on other things, however - not even on the rooftop she sat upon. No, her eyes danced excitedly over the stars, above and below, her ears flicking with the sounds of so much life - more than she was used to. Truly, new york was a city of life, the city that never slept, the big apple! Just thinking about it made Lucast's heart sing - maybe she'd get lucky here!