Snippet #1772704

Astarte wasn't impressed with what had happened today and it showed in her entire body. She looked like she'd set flame to anything in her way if she needed too. When she walked by the Cafe though, everything in her body seemed to calm down. That place was what relaxed her, her place to feel calm, her place to just be left alone.

Astarte quickly headed to the cafe window and noticed it was closed but she still looked over to her regular small booth the one she knew no one would want to keep her company at, more because she looked like a dead human. She was covered in black, from her tight black dress, to her black cloak and black boots. Her blonde hair was even pulled up into a black bonnet. Only a few stray strands of blonde were floating in her face.

She looked more into the cafe then proceeded to move along. Nothing seemed of real interest to her and she half wished she had at least a friend to talk to, then she remembered that friends meant conflict or even worse... feelings.

She shook her head obviously not impressed and continued on the way she was headed. 'Ill have to come back tomorrow a little earliar.'

((Sooo sorry, fixed my post though :) teehee :( sorry ))