Vanessa
Vanessa had actually decided to skip out on the horrible little King's Game. Her father had told her what it'd be like, and judgng by the reactions of those leaving it, it was bad. She chuckled as she countinued to walk around reading her H.P Lovecraft Novel. This one was mainly based on Cthullu who was tormenting people's souls, just her kind of reading material.
Just as she finished it, she looked up to see a horrifying image. It seemed the boy she had dressed up for the beach olympics....was eating a pidgeon. Any other bird turned into a human would be terrified at this, but she was different. "Seven....please get your hands of that defensless bird...." She said walking towards him slowly glaring at him, shadows circling around her feet. "You really are pscyhotic aren;t you Seven? Or is this just primal instinct, I understand that though, mice are delicious meals!" She giggled and loomed over him. "Now let that poor little boy go."
Vanessa had actually decided to skip out on the horrible little King's Game. Her father had told her what it'd be like, and judgng by the reactions of those leaving it, it was bad. She chuckled as she countinued to walk around reading her H.P Lovecraft Novel. This one was mainly based on Cthullu who was tormenting people's souls, just her kind of reading material.
Just as she finished it, she looked up to see a horrifying image. It seemed the boy she had dressed up for the beach olympics....was eating a pidgeon. Any other bird turned into a human would be terrified at this, but she was different. "Seven....please get your hands of that defensless bird...." She said walking towards him slowly glaring at him, shadows circling around her feet. "You really are pscyhotic aren;t you Seven? Or is this just primal instinct, I understand that though, mice are delicious meals!" She giggled and loomed over him. "Now let that poor little boy go."