Post by ERLINE ADÉLAïDE AALIYAH on Sept 9, 2009 22:30:06 GMT -5
A quick lick of the lips and a reapplication of lipgloss fixed up any mess that she may of thought had been present. Her room was rather casual as always. Aaliyah was the type of money grubber most expected of the Bolivian culture. Such tight-wadded people who would not spend a penny that was not on a necessity to life. That even included her daily appearance. Sighing, she flipped up the eye contact container case, pulling out the only blue crystal contact she had putting it over her brown eye. She was unfortunately born with two seperate eye colors, which she found highly unattractive and creepy. Blinking a few times, she waited until it felt like it'd completely disappeared before going ahead and slapping on her make up. She reused the same colors a lot but knew how to blend them together to make it different shades and tones. She was rather talented when it came to make up and hair styling. Which was probably why every day her hair and make up was somethin crazy and extravagant.
Closing her eyes for a split second, she looked down at the floor then up at her own reflection, giving a soft grin as she used her finger tips to situate the hate on her head. Moving out the door her heels clicked down the empty corridors before she finally managed to burst out of Atra housing and into the sweet breezy afternoon air. Oh how it often times lifted a person up off their feet without even their concious knowing of such a beautiful feet. Her pale skin was greated by the softening light, that of the setting sun. It was a rather pretty scene one that Aaliyah tried to get out of the house for every day since she'd been fiften three. Yeah that was a long time going now. But it was definately worth it.
Now where would he destination be this evening? The town market. If some pathetic human was still out wandering about maybe she could catch the moron for her own amusement. Aaliyah did find pleasure in watching things squirm when in a tight spot. Her old engagement ring actually worn around around her wrist. Oh yes, she wore it more as a reminder of how foolish she use to be. She'd done it ever since she and Apollo had practically abandoned one another to a life of idiocy. Yes, she felt both sides dealt the grim reaper in this case. There was not just one deadly hand so to speak.
God there was so many times in life that Aaliyah wanted to take her foot and shove it in his mouth so that may be then he'd shut up and give her peace and quiet for jsut a few seconds. It didn't matter what was going on with the girl; Apollo had to put in his two cents and she honestly didn't want to hear from her ex any longer. Pressing lips together as she walked down the practically abandoned sidewalk, she wondered if she could run into a person or spirit so to speak...now that would be lovely....
