011 ~*~ To those we've left behind
[ Action : 340 Brady Lane : Closed ]
[ It's cold. That's how Meiling knows something is wrong. This is not what being "nothing" feels like, right? Being "erased". After being blown away like that, she shouldn't be feeling anything, but she is and that's what draws her out of her sleep.
But she can't sit up because of something else she's feeling. It's a small warm presence laying on top of her under the covers, and whatever - or whoever - it is is... wearing her hat. She smiles softly, flexing her fingers experimentally before she reaches down to pat the head of her little companion. Then she tries to slide off of the bed as carefully as possible while rolling to deposit the blond vampire into the spot she just vacated. No sense in waking her up just because Meiling needed a snack. ]
[ Action : Makeout Point : Sunset ]
[ Once the sun approached the horizon, and after flying around aimlessly, Meiling can be found slumped against a tree near the popular parking lot. The trunk of it is bent as if something much, MUCH larger than a woman had slammed right into it, and several torn branches are strewn about the equally large indentation in the ground around her.
This is what happens when one spontaneously loses the ability to fly, while in mid-air. Open landing, she lost the strength and form of her youkai body, so everything about her seemed duller than normal. Her skin was dirty and scraped, her hair was more of a natural red hue than the iconic blazing color one would be used to, and her blue eyes don't have the luster they normally would.
Why should they? They've all said it. She's a replacement; a shell of her former self. Whatever she chose to give up to make everyone happier didn't work at all, and now she's stuck somewhere in the middle of all that, unable to muster up enough energy to even sleep. ]
(OOC: This is all taking place the morning of the "missing" people, and Meiling herself has been erased. Have fun with that!)
[ It's cold. That's how Meiling knows something is wrong. This is not what being "nothing" feels like, right? Being "erased". After being blown away like that, she shouldn't be feeling anything, but she is and that's what draws her out of her sleep.
But she can't sit up because of something else she's feeling. It's a small warm presence laying on top of her under the covers, and whatever - or whoever - it is is... wearing her hat. She smiles softly, flexing her fingers experimentally before she reaches down to pat the head of her little companion. Then she tries to slide off of the bed as carefully as possible while rolling to deposit the blond vampire into the spot she just vacated. No sense in waking her up just because Meiling needed a snack. ]
[ Action : Makeout Point : Sunset ]
[ Once the sun approached the horizon, and after flying around aimlessly, Meiling can be found slumped against a tree near the popular parking lot. The trunk of it is bent as if something much, MUCH larger than a woman had slammed right into it, and several torn branches are strewn about the equally large indentation in the ground around her.
This is what happens when one spontaneously loses the ability to fly, while in mid-air. Open landing, she lost the strength and form of her youkai body, so everything about her seemed duller than normal. Her skin was dirty and scraped, her hair was more of a natural red hue than the iconic blazing color one would be used to, and her blue eyes don't have the luster they normally would.
Why should they? They've all said it. She's a replacement; a shell of her former self. Whatever she chose to give up to make everyone happier didn't work at all, and now she's stuck somewhere in the middle of all that, unable to muster up enough energy to even sleep. ]
(OOC: This is all taking place the morning of the "missing" people, and Meiling herself has been erased. Have fun with that!)