Post by huntress on Jul 6, 2008 22:54:00 GMT -5
Huntress kept on a quick pace as she walked forward along the quiet street. The sun was setting behind her, decorating her hair with the dim gold of the rays. She pressed her cell phone against her ear with her face in a snarl of discomfort. She was wearing an elegant black Italian dress and she had to pull it down constantly. It wasn't running up really but dresses made her uncomfortable. And it kinda disturbed her walking. It pretty much bound her to walking in a discreet way. Fighting would be hard at this point if someone was to attack her.
"<Yes aunt I will, It is all okay. It's not your fault she is just immature.>" Huntress spoke to the phone in Italian. She wished she could just throw the phone against the wall and be done with it but she had to talk to her aunt. She had to maintain relationships so she wouldn't raise questions. As her aunt started to speak she saw a window of an opportunity and laid the phone down on a trash can while she took off her hair clip, allowing her long hair land on her shoulders. Huntress fought to straighten imaginary wrinkles on her dress and then picked up the phone where she heard her aunt's fast Italian flow like a flooding river. "<Yes I understand. I will be there. At eight. Sure.>" She sighed and finally closed the phone.
Huntress let out a deep sigh glancing around her. She had visited her relatives, attending their cocktail party. She wasn't fond of them nor the family but she had to do what she had to do. Huntress had to kiss the very butts she hated. Fine, she didn't kiss butt but she played nice and even that felt like ass kissing to her. "Vai in culo." She hissing, giving an annoyed glance at her phone before hiding it into her purse. "And hello. Are you using new cologne? 'Cause I swear I could smell it a block ago."
"<Yes aunt I will, It is all okay. It's not your fault she is just immature.>" Huntress spoke to the phone in Italian. She wished she could just throw the phone against the wall and be done with it but she had to talk to her aunt. She had to maintain relationships so she wouldn't raise questions. As her aunt started to speak she saw a window of an opportunity and laid the phone down on a trash can while she took off her hair clip, allowing her long hair land on her shoulders. Huntress fought to straighten imaginary wrinkles on her dress and then picked up the phone where she heard her aunt's fast Italian flow like a flooding river. "<Yes I understand. I will be there. At eight. Sure.>" She sighed and finally closed the phone.
Huntress let out a deep sigh glancing around her. She had visited her relatives, attending their cocktail party. She wasn't fond of them nor the family but she had to do what she had to do. Huntress had to kiss the very butts she hated. Fine, she didn't kiss butt but she played nice and even that felt like ass kissing to her. "Vai in culo." She hissing, giving an annoyed glance at her phone before hiding it into her purse. "And hello. Are you using new cologne? 'Cause I swear I could smell it a block ago."