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Questions Unanswered. Started by: Lavander on Aug 31, '17 01:41

The sounds of footsteps hitting the concrete in a rapid pace, alarmed those sitting in silence in lost with no where to go. Rain hit the ground, causing puddles to splash out from the footsteps. A young girl in a lavender sundress ran baring a smile even though she had a long lived memory running through her thoughts, dreaming of what could have happened if her mother had lived longer. She slowly stopped looking up, the brilliant lavender eyes she was born with glistened as her white hair plastered to her face from the rain. 

With a jump she turned to the voice of her Bodyguard warning her to slow down and take her time, for she had nothing better to do. She nodded surrounded by her guards her mother had left her with she went on with business. She walked chin high and grinned as she thought of her future. Yea she may be small but she had big dreams she aimed for. She had witnessed the fall of her mother. And the fall of a former leader, Whitey_. Though she knew because of a hit on his head the infamous Tyler had taken it upon himself to take a shot.  

Lavander had been given a home by CletusKasady, her mother had left notes and she felt she could belong to the carnage family. She was ready looking around she would lead her guards to a bar and wait meeting with a few old friends.

"What do you think? Saying I am not willing to speak as much?" She spoke fuming from the man she spoke with.

"It's not that, you just do not speak out is all." The male said, smoking a cigar.

She shook her head looking away, "You know.. This meeting was to find out what my mother planned, but this meeting seems to have turned into a downgrading joke. Good day to you Jeff." She stood, two guards blocked the man as she left the bar.

The sun had come up from the time she sat speaking with that man. Not really caring as she walked out to the sidewalk and stretched her arms. "Who knew that man could be such a ass." She spoke to herself before heading back to HQ. "What could she have changed if she lived?" "Where would she have stopped?"... With that, she ignored the voices in her head filling with unanswered questions. 

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