Betrayal at Amon Lungan

[Amari]

(edits in progress)

-Amari beats the storm, throws open door, gets a little cranky, parts of the enamel and wood decay udner her fingertips.)

-Sees bird creature, huffs and ignores bird creature,

-internal monologue about her being hungry and wondering if bird creature tastes more like hcicken or duck



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her happening upon the house-
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her entering the house
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Scarlet pushed back long strands of crimson hair away from her broken face. She'd kill for a hair tie right now. Literally. It was frizzy and matted in some places from the humidity and the heavy wetness in the air. The storm was right on her tail. She managed to slip through a crack in the door before it slammed shut behind her. The sound reverberated and it felt as though the entire house shook from the force. Scarlet paid it no mind. It was the wind. Why else would she think it be anything different?

Clothes were a difficult thing for the woman to wear lately, if Scarlet wasn't careful they'd simply melt away from her. The miasma from her blackened and corrupted soul was still precarious and untamed. Now her very skin was broken. If she were to take off the leather jacket it'd reveal holes in her upper right arm and lower left arms, as though she were a porcelain pot that had been glued back together but some pieces were missing. Did it bother her? No, not really. It was just a hindrance.
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Scelera eyes, lined with a single golden rim regarded the feathery creature. It wore clothes and stood with a straight and confident back. Whatever it was, it was sentient. Scarlet's head tilted to the side slightly as she pursed her lips. She hadn't eaten since her last stop in town, and that was many hours ago. A hand rested lightly on her ever so slightly swollen abdomen. The creature could prove to be a decent meal, didn't look like it could put up much of a fight. Do giant black feathery bird-human-things taste more like chicken or duck? Would their meat be gamey or filled with sinew? Was it even worth the fight? The creature didn't look like it had a lot of meat on it, but it'd do in a pinch, Scarlet supposed.

The woman sighed, turning her eyes away from the black beaked creature and instead focused her tri-coloured gaze on one of the lavishly decorated walls. Scarlet stepped away from the entrance and approached one of the walls, her hand reached out and grazed its dusty surface. Palms and fingertips tingled as she left faint trails of decay in her wake. "Damn, thought I had that under control." Scarlet pulled her hand away and clapped it against her other hand to rid herself of the dust.

The oncoming storm meant she had the option of spending the night with a strange bird creature, or slinking out and about in the rain. A sigh of mild annoyance fell from her lips. She wasn't sure what she preferred more.

Damn....lately storms seemed to have their way of trapping her amongst places she did not want to be, first the tavern. Where she had to put up with Philomel being all huffy as she took Fenn away, then Madison and Lye as they became all serious and bonded over god knows what. Then...

Then...

Shinsou.

It was at times like this Scarlet was glad most of her emotions were non existent. Sure since her fall into brief madness she found herself feeling remnents of emotions here and there. Annoyance, anger, frustration, but when it came to him. She was glad there was a large and empty void. He didn't seem to pay her any mind back then, perhaps he did not remember her, perhaps he did not care.

But what did it matter to her? Until recently she thought him dead.

Scarlet turned her gaze back to the door.

Perhaps the storm would be better than this.