Itami Soragoto
The pain of lies.Itami held her arms straight out like she had to keep her balance,
she would walk one foot in front then move her other bare foot in
front like she was walking on a thin line. Her eyes where shut as
she walked though the beautiful land. Itami was rather bored and
wish she could find someone to ease her boredom. Itami's face was
mostly hidden because of her white hood, other then that her body
seemed to show quiet well. The hood was in good condition but the
rest of her cloths seemed to be in rages. She wore a black glove
on her right arm and on her left she only had a bracelet. The ripped
and torn shirt pasted her hips and then she had very tall stockings
that had odd designs on them. Her feet bare. Under her shirt she
wore a very small pair of shorts, ones that looked like under garments.
Itami's smile could be seen before the rest of her face was covered in the
shadow of her hood, and some of her pink hair seemed to stream out from
the dark.
Itami's feet where scuffed and bruised for being used without protection
of the elements. Her fingers and hands seemed to be in the same
shape. Itami continued her walk with her eyes closed but now she
was humming a little song to herself. Her boredom was slightly killing
her.
Without noticing Itami had come a crossed a old castle, her curries
side took over and she wandered towards it, luck on her side that
the traps had yet to get her. She was almost perfect with walking
with her eyes closed.
The lies of pain.