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Posted on June 2, 2010 at 02:44:05 AM by r o s a
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| Okay, being skinny is considered a good thing in Rosa’s book. But being so skinny that each and every rib juts unnaturally from your skin? Now that is just disgusting and not pretty at all. Seriously, though, it’s just… ew. Her ribs, her hipbones, her pelvis, even her shoulder blades. You can see nearly every bone in her body and it’s just absolutely gross. Even her hair, her beautiful, blue-black hair, is dull, unwashed, and falling out in places. Her normally bright blue eyes are dimmed and seem to be sunken into her face.
On a normal person, the effect would have made her look quite ugly indeed. But since Rosa was exceptionally beautiful before she lost all of her body mass, she’s still quite pretty, just in an overly tired, worn out kind of way. It’s not a bad ugly… but she is slowly starving. The rations here are terrible and the food supply is running even lower than anyone’s expected. Luckily, two lands have reopened in the past few weeks and with them, fairies have left the Core and returned home to start rebuilding. With less people in the castle, it left more food for poor, helpless, homeless people like Rosa. Uh, kind of. She’s relaxing in the main hall now, propped up against the wall and reading a rather intriguing book. Jace is… off somewhere. The kid’s always exploring the castle—every inch of it—but Rosa doesn’t mind. She enjoys the time to herself. She doesn’t know where Alyson is… and about her, she doesn’t particularly care. Rushad is probably off being helpful somewhere. Again, a whatever, really. She loves Rushad, she really does, but their relationship is quite the odd one. They both care dearly for each other but Rosa’s had her own personal ‘explorations’ of other men, and she’s sure that Rushad has had similar excursions with other women. It doesn’t really bother her. She hears footsteps approaching and isn’t surprised to see Patrick waddling towards her with Angel and his familiar (who she blatantly does not like in the least). A smile crosses her face, and she places her book to the side, reaching up for her child as Lollipop hands her Angel. “My baby,” she croons, snuggling the boy close to her face. Standing silently, she offers Patrick a wan smile. “Of course I’ll watch him for a while,” she says, letting the boy play with her hair. “Mama,” she corrects the boy, kissing Angel’s forehead. “I’m your Mama, baby.” She bounces him lightly in her arms, causing the toddler to giggle like mad, before extracting a small gold coin from one of her pockets. “Here, play with this, baby. But be careful, it’s Mama’s. Rocking him, she looks back up at Patrick. “Go do what you have to; I’ll look after him. You know that.” all the world is waiting for the sun |
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- and the reason is you<3 - By zoey June 2, 2010 at 03:16:26 AM
- So let me think of to word it - By Patrick June 2, 2010 at 05:12:35 PM
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