OOC: This was from a Kingdom Hearts roleplay. The original post is probably going to be deleted soon because the guild is getting a re-boot, so I copy and pasted what I had posted. I usually don't post this long. This was an introduction, but I don't think it's very good. Nonetheless, a sample that's nothing special is better than nothing to show at all.
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"Ahh, gawddammit." A woman exhaled, her hands stuffed in her pockets to keep them warm against the cool night air.
What was strange about her statement was how contented it seemed for a curse. As she turned away from the door with the CLOSED UNTIL MORNING sign, she couldn't help but smile slightly at the sarcasm of the door's message. There was no morning in Traverse Town. Ever night, never light- A little rhyme she had been taught as a child.
Of course, she knew that sign like the back of her own hand. It was 20 years old, maybe older than that- Luka never knew when it was put up, only that it had been there as long as she could remember.
Walking down the sidewalk, she gave a quick glance to the window display that was smothered in dust from the inside. It was truly impossible to see what was inside, but sometimes she liked to imagine that the store once sold sweets, or buttons, or dolls. Things she would have liked as a child- Perhaps now.
Her parents would have disapproved of her of walking the streets of Traverse Town without bringing any means of defense from Heartless. But her parents knew her, and the Heartless knew her better- In fact, they hardly bothered her anymore, even when she purposely left her weapon behind. At least for now; New ones ("Noobs of the area", as she called them) were still as grabby as ever for a chance to take a heart. A strong and determined one like Luka's would have made a delectable meal, but they'd have to fight her first if they ever wanted to get it. And no Heartless, the ones that encountered her before and fled, wanted to face this person again.
Those were the ones that saw her work with her weapon, an aluminum, duct tape fortified baseball bat. It hadn't been a pretty sight.
The purpose of her visit to this forever closed shop was simply to head on out and walk. Maybe she'd get in a fight or two if she was lucky, or meet a new person. A rare occurrence, but fascinating when she did get to meet someone. After all, she only had three days left in town; Why not see if anything new happened?
Three days, possibly earlier but no later. That was when she planned to leave Traverse Town and find a way to visit other worlds. Luka wasn't going to wait for someone to take her away; Being over 20, she was more than able to take care herself without the help of others.
"Time for me to leave my nest." She sang, not caring whoever heard her, not that anyone else was ever out on the streets aside from Heartless. "Time for me to try my best."
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