Thread: Exalted (closed for me and SHARPii)

Ohwhat a long night. What I would give to simply meet a rich man to make him his spoiled little bride and be showered with lovely riches and lavishes. But then of course, Id be a little gnat and a gold digger with absolutely no morals and I could not live that kind of life. Oh well, perhaps a nice hot bath would be nice. Hmmlavender. Her mind reeled on and on as she was nearing closing time of the bar and grill. She was bussing down tables, making them squeaky cleanone of the only waitresses to give a care to keep it so cleanand putting the chairs up on the table. As others started to leave, she soon remained to be the only one there, as she was the one to close up bar every night. Honestly, she hated it, especially since it was the city but it was always handy to come prepared a rape whistle and a bottle of mace. It never hurt. Locking up, she left the place and started on walking home, putting her keys away in her bag. Clad in a white shirt with the caf logo on the top right corner and a pair of blue jean shorts that looked like they were once jeans with the way she had cut them, she pulled on her black jacket and tied her hair up in a messy bun. What a long day and all she wanted now was to take a hot bath and curl up under her covers and sleep a very long sleep until her next three oclock shift. Not something she was looking forward to. She made really good tips but she did not appreciate the constant cat whistles and near attempts of grabbing her bottom. She could do without that, especially since she always wanted to grab their hand and twist them until the bone protruded out and blood spurted out. What a dream. On her way home, she took out her phone after feeling and hearing the vibration of a text message but as she did, something fell out of her purse that landed on the dark ground with a metal clank. Oh crap, it must have been her rape whistle. She needed that badly, especially in this dark night. Bending down, she looked around for it, using her phone as a light to try to see it. There, in the gutter was her rape whistle. At least this gutter wasnt so far down. Sighing, she put her phone down and crouched down on her knees and reached her hand into the nasty gutter and fished around for her whistle. Her hand grasped onto something squishy and she screamed, pulling her hand back. She began to quiver and shiver quite a bit, flapping her hand around as if she had just been bitten by something awful. She did not like the feeling she got when she felt that something squishy. Ew She whined. During her search, her phone had been swiped away by some kind of an unknown source. So as she made her attempt to grab it so she could use it as a light, she found it gone. No She frowned, letting out a loud sigh and reached her hand into the gutter again and grabbed what she believed to be her whistle. Pulling it out, she held it up and saw slime and gross fluids all over it and she groaned. Nasty city. She muttered, standing up and using her jacket to clean it off. Because she did that, she put her rape whistle away and took her jacket off in an instant and put it in her back, not wanting to be covered in that goop. What a great start to an even more awful night!