Post by Mousiemus Prime on Oct 2, 2007 20:57:48 GMT -5
A figure lays sprawled out on a window sill, on foot presses against the other side of the window. The other foot is stationed by the forementioned leg's knee, bending that leg's knee. Said feet were covered by black boots, loosely tied. From mid-calf on a black, strangely patterned, set of tights hugged pale legs and met a regular black skirt at midthigh. The arm of a 29-year old woman was crossed over her own waist, hand grasping the side of her black Rolling Stone's shirt. Her right arm's elbow rested atop the left as if it were a prop. The arm was at an angle that would suggested she were resting her head in her hand.
That was not the case. Stuck loosely between her right hand's index and middle fingers was a black cigarette. Bringing to to her lightly glossed lips, Marley took a long drag and removed the filter. Her mouth hung open, however smoke didn't leave. After a few seconds she exhaled, allowing the smoke to leave via her nose. Marley moved her head in a fast manor, flipping short blond strands of hair out of her face, making the heavily decorated (thanks to black eyeliner and eyeshadow) brown eyes more alert.
Marley had felt that dying her hair today wasn't exactly worth it and had left it blond with a few small black streaks and a couple of light purple-pink strips as well. Just because a solid blond head would bother her. Marley brought the cherry flavored cigarette to her lips and stuck it loosely between them, off to the left. The cigarette seemed to hang half-heartedly from ehr lips as she used both hands to remove her self from the window sill.
It was midday, Marley had no need for the black jacket she wore often, thus she had left it at home. With a sigh she crossed her arms over her chest, and began her trek towards the exit. " Eh, memories." Sighed the girl, her voice a bit muffled as she hadn't removed the cigarette just yet. " What a pain." She added, coming to the main door and pulling it open. Once outside she sat on the steps, leaning back on the ones behind her with one leg crosed over the other. Still, that black cigarette hung from her lips, Marley softly puffing away at it.
That was not the case. Stuck loosely between her right hand's index and middle fingers was a black cigarette. Bringing to to her lightly glossed lips, Marley took a long drag and removed the filter. Her mouth hung open, however smoke didn't leave. After a few seconds she exhaled, allowing the smoke to leave via her nose. Marley moved her head in a fast manor, flipping short blond strands of hair out of her face, making the heavily decorated (thanks to black eyeliner and eyeshadow) brown eyes more alert.
Marley had felt that dying her hair today wasn't exactly worth it and had left it blond with a few small black streaks and a couple of light purple-pink strips as well. Just because a solid blond head would bother her. Marley brought the cherry flavored cigarette to her lips and stuck it loosely between them, off to the left. The cigarette seemed to hang half-heartedly from ehr lips as she used both hands to remove her self from the window sill.
It was midday, Marley had no need for the black jacket she wore often, thus she had left it at home. With a sigh she crossed her arms over her chest, and began her trek towards the exit. " Eh, memories." Sighed the girl, her voice a bit muffled as she hadn't removed the cigarette just yet. " What a pain." She added, coming to the main door and pulling it open. Once outside she sat on the steps, leaning back on the ones behind her with one leg crosed over the other. Still, that black cigarette hung from her lips, Marley softly puffing away at it.
