Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20180219010006/@comment-34646505-20180228214611

'''And then there was... a 𝓕rankensteine'''

- "I told you already. Go home, we already have plenty of employees and we don't need any Mamono here to scare off customers" - The little Vrani sat out by the barrels, tucked away in a not so dark alley to take some time to think alone. She was told off by everyone she had come across, not one willing to let her work for more than 30 seconds. Just earlier that day she was taking up the broom of an employee at a bakery without permission just to have some purpose if only a little bit. She felt like no one was there to need her -to want her company. Just when the suns light fell below the barrels, she hugged her knees to her chest and felt her own tears tickle her cheeks. But out of the shallow ends, a small cat approached Vrani, slowly and carefully, it inspected her white dress and sniffed at it for any indication for food. Seems that the scent of freshly baked waffles and soft begets was still tailing her.

While not prone to expressing emotions through her face or voice, she offered a hand to the kitten suddenly, but only to have it scamper away in fear. It was a rare experience for even herself to feel a sudden sadness fall over her, like the rain cloud was over her head that day. She quickly ran out into the streets, looking for a place to go, somewhere that she could mope without frightening anything. Without thinking again, she ran in front of a big passing cart, filled with exotic vegetables in just the wrong moment. "Watch out little lady!" yelled the drive as he attempted to yield his horses but at the sight of Vrani, they began to freak out and tug in every other direction possible. The cart flipped to its side along with the horses, making a very loud crash into the ground. Vrani was able to put her hands out and create a small but powerful barrier of electricity, zapping at the wooden cart as it came in contact to protect herself. But this resulted into damaging the cart further worse and scattering all the vegetables on the ground. small crowds of village folk were startled by the sudden event and stared for a moment.

Feeling an overwhelming guilt tackle her as they all stared, she slowly but hesitantly began to pick the items up, hoping to somewhat make up for her terrible mistake. She could already imagine the hate the driver had for her in every regard and felt as if she was on the verge of tears again.