Burnin Down Neverland |Open|

[SHAAN CORVUS VLADISLAV]

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She walked silently through the apartments, this place had gone to hell since the last time she had been here, but it was still where she liked to go. She sighed as she moved quietly through the small cracks. Her ice blue eyes focusing on almost nothing as she stepped across the doorway.
She looked around as she coughed once. She sighed as she pulled the leather jacket tight around her. She was rather cold, the jacket, a pair of black skinny jeans and a red leather corset wasnt much to keep the thin girl warm. She shook out her mohawk as she exited the doorway. She would walk around the building, atleast untill she wanted to.

She sat down, her hands covered in lacey fingerless gloves as she held her knees to her chest. She sighed as she lit up a cigarette, a clove, and took a long deep drag. She exhaled the smoke as she smiled only slightly, her bloody red lips turning up ever so faintly.
She flicked the ash as she looked around. This place always made her sad, coming back to Alaviv's apartment made her feel like she was dead.

She shrugged it off as she let her lips fall back. She looked like she should live here with how she seemed so broken and frail. she gazed uyp at the afternoon sky, the snow slightly speckling her face, catching in her long lashes and melting. She shook her head as looked straight ahead, she didnt need herself getting lost in the sky again.

She stood and simply leaned agaisnt the building, cigarette in her pierced lips and her hands in her pockets, one leg crossing over the other. she gazed around lost in her own mind.

[KARMA MERCY DELACOUR]

Karma was wandering aimlessly through the district, barefoot as per usual, stumbling over herself as well even despite the fact that she was watching her every step. Of course, she was quite intoxicated. She found herself laughing as she almost fell over her own feet. She knew she would catch hell from her sisters later, but at least she was drunk and not high.

A cigarette hung from her lips, its ashes a mile long. In her drunken state, she had nearly forgotten about it until some of the smoke floated into her eye. "Well fuck me," she muttered as she rubbed her free hand vigorously. The other was occupied by a metal flask, almost devoid of content.

Now slightly annoyed, she spit the cancer stick onto the ground and stuck out her tongue at it. How dare it hurt her eye. "Naughty ciggy. I loved you, why would you do that to me? Huh?" Sighing, Karma stumbled on, quickly forgetting about the mild pain in her eye.

Taking a swig from her flask, she found herself in front of a rather run-down apartment building. The sign said Tanzen Apartments. "Tanzen? Kannst du tanzen? Ja, naturlich!" And with that, she was off, swirling and skipping about like the idiot she currently was. Why? Tanzen was German for to Dance. Naturally, this would incite such a response from a drunkard who spoke German.

[SHAAN CORVUS VLADISLAV]

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Shaan heard a noise, speaking as it happened. She turned her gaze around, not even really trying to catch the person speaking. She caught the figure of a woman. She figured she should simply let it be as she flicked the cigarette ash down onto the ground.
Shaan wasnt much a social creature, but hell, she figured she could at the very least manage a small form of a greeting, however the demon was at a very great loss as to how.

She swallowed as she cleared her throat, managing a small cough as she turned her gaze to the woman. Her cold eyes scanned her over as she put on the best crooked smile she could. She took a step towards her, anything to keep her from having to go inside a moment longer. She had simply come to collect a few things, and now this.

"Hello...You er, looking for someone?" She asked softly. Her voice wasnt as high as most girls, it was lower and slightly gritty, almost as if she couldnt speak and had forced the words out. She moved her heels so she was shifting her weight onto her left leg. She pulled her coat tightly around herself, the cold getting to her.

She had no knowledge of German as of yet, she was fluent in Latin, Russian, Romanian, English and of course Theban script, though that was simply a written language. She knew of other Rune Languages but took little to know time knowing them, especially Angelic, the mere mention of it made her feel sick.