Thread: Twisted Art [Reyne and Kuro_Netsune]

To say life was unfair would be an understatement in Raziel Perez's eyes. Life was more then just unfair, it was cruel, mean, cold...and a complex she would never understand. Yet it was her passion to try. To try and comprehend life and beauty, to put it down on paper, on canvas. To use her left hand's ability of drawing until she could do so no longer. Rae had gone through things that would probably damage her in the long run but no one knew except for those involved. She wouldn't dare to try and express her sob story, it wasn't that big of a deal. Alot of people went through what she had gone through and some had it even worse. She was a young woman, a freshman in college at South Eastern. She had managed to get in with the help of a beautiful scholarship in Visual Arts. Rae was a naturally born artist who was able to draw the most complicated scenes, people, objects, and turn it into a beauty not many could find much fault in. Her ideas were bigger and brighter then most people's. Yet even so there was something about her drawings that hinted at darkness, as if, you could see the beauty, but there was more. Something solemn. At the moment though Rae was sitting against the wall of one of the Art Buildings on campus. Above was a large window that looked out for acres over the students. She had sat up there before and the few times she had she caught sight of him. One of the most awe inspiring boys she had ever seen. Working out, rain or shine, he was on the Committee that took care of school functions and problems within the University. She admired him for how he acted, and she longed for that herself. Dressed in jeans and a button up black shirt with a white lace tanktop underneath, Rae was sitting Indian-Style with a sketch book in her lap, having just drawn out a bush in her boredom as she hoped to catch a more up close sight of the boy she longed to know more of, in the sunlight, sitting where she was, Rae really was a beautiful girl. She was Mexican, with a golden pigment along her skin. Long, chocolate brown hair spilled down her back to stop right above her hips. Her bangs were constantly getting in her eyes and she wore black rimmed glasses over her hazel orbs which were a myriad of gold, brown, and green. They would change around colors and brightness according to her moods. If she stood up she would only be five foot two with a curvaceous body, ample breasts and round hips, the spanish gene had dealt her with curves and a petite height. Her full pink lips were parted as she drew, her tongue ran over the lower lip as she focused in concentration until suddenly the end of a boot kicked at her book and she looked up in alarm as a tall man leaned down and yanked her up by the collar of her shirt. Hey, he grinned, What are you doing out here you pretty bird? Rae froze up instantly, her eyes wide, she panted softly, unable to speak. Oh come on, he laughed, You've got to be able to speak, out of all the times I've seen you, you've never said a work. Can you not speak English, is that it? He slammed her back harder and then pressed his mouth to her throat. Mmm you smell good though. S-Stop, Rae cried, her voice was thick with a Spanish accent, her body trembling as his hands felt over her.