Life Serial {open}

[pandora]

Pandora could remember having better days, well actually not that many but still. She never was one for believing in stupid nonsense like black cats crossing the streets, but right now she was beginning to believe Friday's 13th weren't all that lucky. That was just all his fault, the fool. What business of his it was if she was getting herself into trouble, she could handle herself. Always had, always would.People who weren't teenagers anymore and acted all wise could sure get annoying. Or maybe it was just the simple gesture of showing concern. That meant having to care. And it broke every unwritten rule of their sharing a place.

Now Pandora was a girl who could deal with virtually anything, stupid girls who remarked her, making any guy think with something else than a brain, stupid homework or teachers for that matter, fighting if necessary, even the knowledge of not being human in her opinion. Humans didn't do what she did, right? But one thing she couldn't deal with, felt at a loss. Caring, affection. It was never given to her, never taught how to give something like that. In her dear father's opinion to feel was to be weak. A trait she picked up, sadly.

Dressed in black jeans, a strapless black top and a leather jacket, the girl stopped a few blocks away and leaned against the back wall of an abandoned ex store she hanged around when she wanted to let out steam. The kind of steam she never let out until completely alone. Like now. Looking at the palm of her hand she made a fiery figure of a skeleton, one that she made bow down like someone who was being taught royal manners. However then she heard steps and the figure quickly disappeared, Pandora waiting to see who the hell was disturbing her.

[gabrielfoxx]

Gabriel walked down the street, he had had a long day and just wanted to get home. He made his decision and decided to take the short cut home, he walked pass the busy streets and the scattering citizens until he reached a vacant lot. The pavement ended at an old store, and the alleyways stretched from both of its sides. This was Gabriel's short cut, he found this way to be useful when he didn't feel like walking the distances.

He moved ahead, walking toward the alleyway. In the distance, he saw a girl hanging around in the alleyway. He first thought nothing of it, but he noticed an ember fly from her hands. He narrowed his eyes, and saw the girl form fire from her hands, Gabriel smirked and doubt she knew he was watching.

He walked forward toward her, his footsteps echoed on the pavement, and as soon as he reached her the embers sparked disappered. He stopped a couple feet in front of her, first he observed the girl. Young, cute face, great body.... he continued on with his train of thought for a while, then spoke to her. "Hey, thats a nice trick" he said with a smirk.

[pandora]

As Pandora made the little fire skeleton disappear, she looked around like a cat searching for it's prey. She didn't like to be disturbed by anyone when she needed to let off steam, it made her nervous. Nervous that her powers could take the better of her. Like in the dreams, the dreadfully unnerving dreams. Although she didn't much care for human or anyone else's lives, the exceptions being cats, she slightly worried what could happen if she ever did what she had done in her dreams.

It actually was the only part of her power she wasn't comfortable with. She knew very well she could cause damage, no, complete destruction of whole buildings if those fire powers went haywire. Like recently she realized when she was shocked by a sound she actually managed to cause an explosion from her fire. On the one hand she loved it, loved the power she possessed. But there was still the question. Would she feel guilt if she killed someone, someone meaningless to her even? Pandora didn't know.

Then the footsteps echoed on the pavement and the one disturbing her peace was revealed. It turned out to be a guy, maybe in his 20's, she wasn't very good at telling age with guys. With girls it was easier. And from his stare at her she could guess what ran through his head. Virtually any man found her pretty, some were bewildered when she said nothing on her was plastic surgery. She had natural beauty, not that she cared much about that aspect, it was only of importance when getting a guy do what she wanted.

"Nice trick you say? I don't know what you're talking about." She lied with perfection, being a born actress it took a genius to see through her lies.