Snippet #2185366

Moira skipped and danced around in the middle of the street, gracefully dodging frozen vehicles and people, waving her cigarette in the air as if it was some magic wand. She smiled to the sky and began slowing down, coming to a stop in front of a blue sedan with a mother yelling back at two young boys fighting over an action figure. Stopping to observe the scene, Moira began to think on how this situation came to be when in the distance, she thought she heard a voice.

But...how could that be possible..?

She turned around in a circle, trying to find the direction of the voice. The words had been barely audible, and trying to decipher them was hard. Moira looked down to Mello and Marsha,
"What do you guys think that voice said? Was it..."I'm going to censor the town. I'll beat you there?" No. That doesn't sound right. Hmm...Maybe...maybe someone is coming to meet me here?"

Moira looked at the cats questioningly, but all she got as a response was Mello giving a little cry and Marsha smacking him and walking off.
Moira laughed and picked Mello up.

"Don't worry, she isn't always a b!&*#. I promise."
She cuddle and cooed the cat, giving a whistle back for Marsha, and began heading towards where she thought she heard the voice.

Taking a few steps ahead, she realized she wasn't entirely sure where it came from and stopped.
Maybe...I should call back out to them.

Moira set Mello down and thought for a second before letting her voice carry through the streets harmonically,

"You can holler, you can wail, you can swing, you can flail, you can f@%# like a broken sail. But I'll never give you up, if I ever give you up my heart will surely fail."