The thief had been here before¡Xin the gloomy halls, the fake yet everlasting wealth; she knew where each hallway lead, the secrets that most didn¡¦t know existed. This wasn¡¦t her home¡Xbut a hell that had been a part of her for many months.
Ice watched silently from the shadows, crouching in waiting for the halls to clear so that she could move onwards. Her reasons for trespassing in the castle were unclear even to her. A force drew her there like a moth to light, a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach that had refused to leave even after she escaped from prison many moons ago.
She closed her eyes for a moment, taking in the sounds of the corridors and remembering that night¡Xthe night she made her first kill. King Craven, the evil narcissistic ruler of Rome at the time, had deserved his destiny. His deeds in life were almost too horrible to recall¡Xthe women he raped, the innocent children he killed. The fact that he slaughtered her brother. Yes, it was revenge that brought her to Rome almost three years before¡Xavenging the death of the one she loved most.
[ooc: Craven was king here back in summer of 2005 whom she assassinated]
But murder came with a price. She had been caught and imprisoned for many months until she finally escaped and fled the country. After that, she roamed from place to place, living off what she could steal in the streets and running from soldiers who were bound execute her. Not only had she killed the former king of Rome, Ice had also overstepped her boundaries in a world ruled by men. She dressed in pants instead of a dress, carried a dagger, and walked the roofs instead of exerting herself as the woman she was supposed to be. But that was life¡Xfate proclaimed her destiny; she was a thief and she accepted it.
When the coast was clear, the nonchalant woman moved on down the corridor, taking each step like a cat walking on the moon. Her movements were almost graceful, as if she was a ghost; in fact, it wouldn¡¦t have surprised her if someone mistook her for one. Her light skin tone and stony gray eyes were enough to raise the fears of an unknowing servant. But to her own surprise, she was still very much alive, though she wasn¡¦t sure if reentering the castle of Rome was a way to remain that way. But the idea of death did not scare her¡Xwhen it was her time to go, she would go.
[Bleh, complicating character. Sorry nothing really happened in my post, but I had to go back a ways in to her history because it plays a big part of her character. Needless to say, Rome doesn¡¦t like her very much ƒº]
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Feel no pain, but my life ain't easy ||
I know I'm my best friend ||
No one care, but I'm so much stronger ||
I'll fight untill the end ||
To escape from the true false world ||
Undamaged destiny ||
Can't get caught in the endless circle ||
Ring of stupidity ||
Out for my own, out to be free ||
One with my mind, they just can't see ||
No one to hear things that they say ||
Life is for my own to live my own way ||
Rape my mind and destroy my feelings ||
Don't tell me what to do ||
I don't care now, 'cause I'm on my side ||
And I can see through you ||
Feed my brain with your so called standards ||
Who says that I ain't right ||
Break away from your common fashion ||
See through your blurry sight ||
Out for my own, out to be free ||
One with my mind, they just can't see ||
No one to hear things that they say ||
Life is for my own to live my own way ||
See them try to bring the hammer down ||
No damn chains can hold me to the ground ||
Life is for my own to live my own way ||
-Escape by Metallica
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