05-04-2023, 11:28 AM
Stalking a boy was always fun, specially when she wanted to get caught. And Stalking Cruz Vega had been a blast. But then any time Roza spent with Esper was grand. Even times like now where Esper just watched her play the violin and make pretty lights dance on the air.
Her gossamer dress in all red fluttered in the air with the black velvety cloak flowing around her, almost a reverse little red riding hood to go with the fantastical tune she played. The dance was her own, but one Roza had derived from the dances of their ancestors, and the lights accompanied were those of twinkling ballerinas like Rasputin might have conjured back in his day -- for surely he was like her.
Esper and Roza had taunted Cruz with stickers of skulls around the boys life. And they had waged a war with another poster on the bulletin boards. Of course they were digital and theirs were stickers but it was amusing none-the-less. They expected Cruz to find them on his light day. He was too busy otherwise, so they didn't even attempt to follow him. Besides it was good to work the crowd, though her mother had forbidden Roza from picking any pockets. She sat in her tent watching as Roza fiddled away on her violin. Roza laughed with her own human and smiled at those passing buy and dropping coin in her case.
How long were they going to have to wait?
Her gossamer dress in all red fluttered in the air with the black velvety cloak flowing around her, almost a reverse little red riding hood to go with the fantastical tune she played. The dance was her own, but one Roza had derived from the dances of their ancestors, and the lights accompanied were those of twinkling ballerinas like Rasputin might have conjured back in his day -- for surely he was like her.
Esper and Roza had taunted Cruz with stickers of skulls around the boys life. And they had waged a war with another poster on the bulletin boards. Of course they were digital and theirs were stickers but it was amusing none-the-less. They expected Cruz to find them on his light day. He was too busy otherwise, so they didn't even attempt to follow him. Besides it was good to work the crowd, though her mother had forbidden Roza from picking any pockets. She sat in her tent watching as Roza fiddled away on her violin. Roza laughed with her own human and smiled at those passing buy and dropping coin in her case.
How long were they going to have to wait?