Lia please?juxtaposieOctober 15 2007, 08:08:27 UTC
Good god, it's long, I know, and I apologize. I also have a few questions about how you're gonna wanna do this... since Lia's dead and all - lol - but we can work that out later.
Lia was old enough to know what she wanted out of life, and a premature death - murder, to be exact! - was not on the list. She wanted normal things: love and friendship and a warm place to sleep; books and journals and ink and pens and cunning minds to share her passions with; sword points and gunpowder and espionage and all those other secret things that made her heart race and her life worth living. She wanted to be happy, and she wanted everyone she loved to be happy.
She had mental ledgers, just like every other human being, of things she liked (physics and fencing, debate and political intrigue, lilies and foie gras and forward-thinking men) and things she disliked (embroidery and irises, deceit and treachery, cowards and liars and expatriates). There were things that made her happy - like sunny mornings, and bright, clear nights, and fresh snow - and things that made her sad - poverty, and destitution and illiteracy. There was even a very small number of things that made her angry. Unfortunately for the parties involved, there was only one that really and truly made her rage: that was betrayal.
Someone was going to settle the debt, and they were going to do it in blood. She would make sure of that, if it was the last thing she ever did.
Because now that she was dead, Lia only wanted one thing: justice.
Lia was old enough to know what she wanted out of life, and a premature death - murder, to be exact! - was not on the list. She wanted normal things: love and friendship and a warm place to sleep; books and journals and ink and pens and cunning minds to share her passions with; sword points and gunpowder and espionage and all those other secret things that made her heart race and her life worth living. She wanted to be happy, and she wanted everyone she loved to be happy.
She had mental ledgers, just like every other human being, of things she liked (physics and fencing, debate and political intrigue, lilies and foie gras and forward-thinking men) and things she disliked (embroidery and irises, deceit and treachery, cowards and liars and expatriates). There were things that made her happy - like sunny mornings, and bright, clear nights, and fresh snow - and things that made her sad - poverty, and destitution and illiteracy. There was even a very small number of things that made her angry. Unfortunately for the parties involved, there was only one that really and truly made her rage: that was betrayal.
Someone was going to settle the debt, and they were going to do it in blood. She would make sure of that, if it was the last thing she ever did.
Because now that she was dead, Lia only wanted one thing: justice.
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Sorry its taken a while for me to reply >_> haven't been around ^_^
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