~ On and on, she sprints, along the familiar streets of the city. Vaguely, she hears the greetings of Luthor and other friendly voices, but she presses on determinedly. ~
The sooner I leave this city of nightmares, the better... ~
~Isabeau leads the way, soaring high in the skies majestically. Occasionally shrieking at her mistress as if to encourage her, she seems to have decided on the path they are to take...before long, they have reached another densely covered forest which Mistral had earlier passed on her way to the KFA restaurant. Satisfied that no living thing, not even Kaz's raven, will be able to detect their presence, Mistral gestures for Isabeau to take a rest with her...~
~ The rest provides no respite for her as her mind begins to drift ~
"I am a young, spirited, crazy man... that loves pranks and games more than the seriousness of life."...Am I one of those women he plays pranks and games with?... ~ Her face turns pale and she experiences a wave of nausea ~
... Yet I can't believe it... he seemed so shy and sincere... ~ She closes her eyes in despair ~
... I must leave immediately, or I shall go mad... ~
~ Beckoning to Isabeau, she picks up her swords and flings her bag of holding across her shoulder. The two companions set off once again...~
(ooc: My character does not need to be rescued, so none of you need to go after her
Somehow or other, she'll find a way to converge with everyone else again
Spree - Let me know if my character's involvement in your subplot is crucial, okie?)
[This message has been edited by mistral4543 (edited 10-22-2001).]