Ghost of You

by Forn Clakes Sat May 16, 2009 6:02 pm

The Sutter Memorial Hospital was quiet for a change this time at night and Laura sat in the car park, sitting on her idle Buell Lightning. Whenever she came here, to this place, she felt somewhat at ease and disconnected from the shit-storm her life had become, especially since Cameron's luck ran out in Nevada. She hadn't even been strong enough develop the special qualities his blood possessed, what the hell was she supposed to do now?

Her back twinged, which was impossible but it must have been some kind of half-remembered process from before her Embrace, much like how an amputee loses a limb and can still feel their foot or hand; a ghost of the said appendage.

That was how she felt; a ghost, in a city with no friends and no future.

So, what you gonna do 'bout it, Little Fox? She remembered Cameron's voice, lulling her from her pity.

She snarled and started her bike, its roar powerful and hungry.

"I'm gonna be myself," she retorts, with no intention of fleeing with her tail between her legs anytime soon.