[center][b][i]Melisa Rynir - Under a Bridge - Hials[/i][/b][/center]

It was a long while before Melisa was roused out of her whirlwind of deranged toughts. It was the concerned voice of a woman who was likely passing by.

[i][b]"Excuse me, is there something wrong madam?"[/b][/i]

Cursing lightly to herself, Melisa wondered how she could get out of this one without her face being seen. Last thing she needed was to be seen in this state...and oh how unfortunate she was that someone had stumbled upon her. She wished she would be so lucky as to have simply wasted away in this frozen crevise. With a sigh of frustration, she lifted a frozen hand to pull her hood over her head and eyes before slowly standing. She did not look at the woman, just simply stood and began to dust herself off as she walked towards her. She dabated wether to just ignore the woman and continue on her way with her foul mood, however such a circumstance as this required Melisa to re-think her plan of avoidance. Instead she stopped a few feet away and spoke. [b]"Is th-there... a p-place near here where i can get f-food and a drink-k?"[/b] despite her trying not to studder, the involuntary shivers that assumed control of her body did not allow her to speak in a fluid sentence. Nor did it allow her to use her menacing voice. Instead, she sounded like an average woman her age who was lonely, scared, hungry, and cold. It brought a scowl to her face as she heard the sound. 

[i]Well, i suppose if there is one thing about this damed city that has remained true...it is that it changes even the worst kinds of people...[/i]