Post by Kasumi on Apr 5, 2012 20:21:41 GMT -5
"I don't want to go." The pinkette named Kasumi exclaimed, staring at her mother; whom had matching hair. "I don't want to hear another word, let's go inside." Following her mother inside there were screaming fans and a man up on stage, singing in a rather smooth and sensual tone. Kasumi rolled her arms, arms folding against her own chest; she knew that her mother was a singing idol, Kasumi even was for a while, but she couldn't stand being seen in her mothers shadow. She didn't want to follow in her parents footsteps, yet here she was watching another perform to try and get her own mojo back. It was hard to hear him singing really, everyone was too busy screaming, cheering and swooning over him. How annoying females can be... She thought, finding a way to get sepearted from her mother from all the jumping people around them. She stepped toward the back of the place, leaning up against the wall as she sighed and watched him with little interest.
Finally it was al over and she stepped outside, hands shoving into her pockets as she awaited to find her mother. However, her mom's car was gone and this in fact made her right eye twitch; she got left behind. She must have thought that she had seperated from her purposely to leave away from this place. "Great..." A hand now brushed onto her shoulder and her eyes snapped back toward a group of girls and a few guys who had waltzed up. "You're Kasumi Sinclair, right? The one who was singer for a week?" There was chuckled passed between them here and there and she pushed his hand off of her shoulder. She didn't speak a word, only stared at them intently with her emerald hues. "Heh, you may have gotten your looks from your mom, but you obviously didn't get any talent from her." That did it. Pushing her right foot forward her fist went colliding into his face, only for the group to jump in, hands pushing into the back of her head and sending her hurdling down onto the concrete. "Leave me the fuck alone!" She screamed, more angry than upset as she fought back, leaving a few bruises and cuts on them.
A shove came to her back and she went colliding down the small step pathway that had led into the building. Letting out a cry as she felt the hot stinging sensation of blood oozing out of her knee and down her leg she'd wince and roll around into a sitting position. "Shit, let's get outta here." The group found it better to get away, especially after dealing such damage to her. "Cowards, get back here!" However, they were too out of range for her to use her telekinetic powers. Gazing down to her ripped jeans, she saw the white and red colored wound that clouded over her entire knee; ripping at her jeans further she managed to tie it around the scrape to make it stop bleeding. Hopping up she'd release a heavy sigh, hands lacing together behind her head; not even caring much about the other wounds, they were honestly nothing - she had gotten into a lot of fights before. "T'ch... no talent, eh? I'll show 'em someday when I find my purpose."
Everything was quiet as she sat in the parking lot, her eyes lowered and hand cupping her cheek. She was used to being alone and walking home; but she wasn't paying much attention to the car ride there on which paths to take in order to get back. "Sumi-chan, why aren't you healing yourself with your powers?" Gazing down toward her pet rabbit who poked her head out of her bag she'd grunt lightly. "What's the point? You know how often I get into fights, Usagi-chan. I'd only get scraped up all over again even after healing." Usagi, being protective as she was of Kasumi, had to agree with her for once; nobody could stop her from doing what she liked to do.
Finally it was al over and she stepped outside, hands shoving into her pockets as she awaited to find her mother. However, her mom's car was gone and this in fact made her right eye twitch; she got left behind. She must have thought that she had seperated from her purposely to leave away from this place. "Great..." A hand now brushed onto her shoulder and her eyes snapped back toward a group of girls and a few guys who had waltzed up. "You're Kasumi Sinclair, right? The one who was singer for a week?" There was chuckled passed between them here and there and she pushed his hand off of her shoulder. She didn't speak a word, only stared at them intently with her emerald hues. "Heh, you may have gotten your looks from your mom, but you obviously didn't get any talent from her." That did it. Pushing her right foot forward her fist went colliding into his face, only for the group to jump in, hands pushing into the back of her head and sending her hurdling down onto the concrete. "Leave me the fuck alone!" She screamed, more angry than upset as she fought back, leaving a few bruises and cuts on them.
A shove came to her back and she went colliding down the small step pathway that had led into the building. Letting out a cry as she felt the hot stinging sensation of blood oozing out of her knee and down her leg she'd wince and roll around into a sitting position. "Shit, let's get outta here." The group found it better to get away, especially after dealing such damage to her. "Cowards, get back here!" However, they were too out of range for her to use her telekinetic powers. Gazing down to her ripped jeans, she saw the white and red colored wound that clouded over her entire knee; ripping at her jeans further she managed to tie it around the scrape to make it stop bleeding. Hopping up she'd release a heavy sigh, hands lacing together behind her head; not even caring much about the other wounds, they were honestly nothing - she had gotten into a lot of fights before. "T'ch... no talent, eh? I'll show 'em someday when I find my purpose."
Everything was quiet as she sat in the parking lot, her eyes lowered and hand cupping her cheek. She was used to being alone and walking home; but she wasn't paying much attention to the car ride there on which paths to take in order to get back. "Sumi-chan, why aren't you healing yourself with your powers?" Gazing down toward her pet rabbit who poked her head out of her bag she'd grunt lightly. "What's the point? You know how often I get into fights, Usagi-chan. I'd only get scraped up all over again even after healing." Usagi, being protective as she was of Kasumi, had to agree with her for once; nobody could stop her from doing what she liked to do.
