- Messages
- 511
- OOC First Name
- Cole
- Age
- 10/2012
Dusk had just settled over the horizon of a small Honduran town. Sanctuari walked along the dirt and cobblestone roads, having left her house ready for a date only moments before. The young brunette couldn't honestly remember the last time she'd been out for drinks; it had to have been years. Her blue dress swayed lightly in the same pattern as her long, brown ringlets. Her pink eyes reflected the sunlight lightly, and she smiled, waving at some of the shopkeepers. A few of them made comments about how dressed up she was, and how happy she looked. It was a nice feeling. After she had been institutionalized for a while, she was treated so delicately. Now she was able to walk around without members of her family, or friends of the family following her; worried for her safety or her mental health.
Some asked about her tattoo, a small badge on her shoulder that represented her previous house. She only said it was from her school; nothing that would endanger her or her fellow witch. Her shoes stopped clicking on the pavement briefly, only to continue to do so on a hardwood floor. She entered the bar and took a seat, waiting now for her date; if she could call him that. Now that Sanctuari thought about it, she didn't know what she could call him. They really hadn't even introduced themselves to each other. "Two waters, please." She said, when the waiter came around. All she could do was wait, her back to the door so that her beautiful waterfall braid would be the first thing he saw.
Some asked about her tattoo, a small badge on her shoulder that represented her previous house. She only said it was from her school; nothing that would endanger her or her fellow witch. Her shoes stopped clicking on the pavement briefly, only to continue to do so on a hardwood floor. She entered the bar and took a seat, waiting now for her date; if she could call him that. Now that Sanctuari thought about it, she didn't know what she could call him. They really hadn't even introduced themselves to each other. "Two waters, please." She said, when the waiter came around. All she could do was wait, her back to the door so that her beautiful waterfall braid would be the first thing he saw.