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Post by SAMANTHA "SHADOW" PERKINS on Dec 20, 2012 0:42:46 GMT -4
 
Snow drifted lazily from the sky, blanketing the world in a thin sheet of sparkling, pure white snow. It was dreadfully cold out and the windows were white with frost, fogging them up and making them more difficult to look through. To most people that was the least of their worries, but for Shadow this was unacceptable weather for her mission.
The entire road stood silent until something moved in the shadows beside one of the buildings. From the darkness a figure appeared, a young woman with long black hair and a dark grey coat. She walked swiftly and silently across the street, her movements dignified and elegantly smooth as she once again disappeared in the dark.
Shadow was a member of the Rebellion, naturally that position came with responsibilities. Most of the time she simply loathed working for them, but at times like these when she was able to use her skills, they were highly beneficial. She had been sent out to seek supplies, and it was becoming harder and harder to feed everyone and keep everyone healthy so naturally; here she was.
She stuck to the shadows mostly but kept her Telepathic senses open, searching for life not only to keep herself prepared to defend, but attack as well. Around her arm was a bow she had fashioned herself, and in her inside coat pocket she had made were lines of bows to match with it. Guns were so loud and exposed you too easily, whereas bows were so much more sneaky and quiet-wait! Shadow slammed her back to the wall and disintegrated, she could hear faint thoughts of someone nearby! They were approaching, she quieted down and let herself become totally undetectable to the eyes, ears or touch.
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OOC:: outfit
LYRICS:: Sober - P!nk
CREDIT:: by Goldy
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