soul_similar: (the place that you're looking for)
[The video recording function of the communicator is switched on with that old telltale BZZZAP, but there's is no one to be seen. In fact, the only view that appears is of the stars and partly cloudy sky, with a part of a nearby ledge sticking up from below.

There isn't a sound to be heard, except for the occasional breeze and the ominous sound of two wings beating in the night.

It's just such a lovely evening; Lilith has decided to spend it outside playing in the snow.
]
soul_similar: (until I can become kinder?)
[Click! Something bounces off the communicator and then rolls onto floor with a small sound. ...A pebble?

The camera is focus up toward a dingy part of the ceiling. It's dark and the resolution makes it hard to see, but it looks a bit like one of the warehouses.

Lilith can't be seen just yet, but she is heard; making small noises of concentration before chucking another pebble at her communicator. As the next one misses its mark, she grumbles and stomps her foot down in frustration.
]

Mmm!

[Okay! One more time.]

Eei!

[This time, the pebble gets thrown with more force at the communicator and there's a familiar BBBZZAP as it jumps up with the force of the shock. That's when Lilith gives an excited cheer, promptly picking the communicator up off the floor and dancing with it while giggling.]

Yay! I did it, I did it!
soul_similar: (every night every night never ever say)
[The communicator is dropped onto the ground, showing a crooked view of Ingles Trail. Lilith can be seen from behind, walking forward. At her closest, blood can be seen splattered against the bottom of her boots.]

It's boring, boring... [She lets out a sigh of longing.] I can't go on like this.

[The wings on her head droop. Then she takes a deep breath, leaning back for emphasis.]

Aaah, geez! Nobody will play with me! I HATE IT!

[She stomps her right foot hard against the asphalt below, muttering and pouting as she walks away with fists clenched.]

Everything else is too weak and I'm hungry...

[[ooc Lilith was feeling a little bored and needed to vent, and so the part of Igles Trail down by the shops has now been nicely decorated with random blood splatters and eviscertaed monster corpses in a few places. Happy hunting! ♥]]
soul_similar: (in the midst of the wind that won't stop)
[The frequency catches the sound of a harsh breeze as Lilith's wings flap, before a pair of boots land softly onto the ground.]

I tried to wait, and be a good girl... But I couldn't wait any longer. [She gives a sigh of longing.] If I did, then this passion inside of me would just swallow me up.

Ne... The sound of your laughter makes me wonder if its fun. Doesn't it hurt when you explode? Or... maybe your pain just turns into pleasure eventually. [Giggle]

[As if on cue, the menacing cackle of a Heaven Smiles draws near. She joins in with her own giggle, unable to help herself.] Show it to me! Show me what gives your body such a thrill!

Ready? Fight! )

[Time passes, but eventually the communicator gets picked up again. Lilith gives her arms a good stretch off-radio.] That felt so good! ♥

Ah! [Suddenly, the communicator gets dropped again, this time by accident. The video feed switches on, showing an upward angle of Lilith from behind.]

[She starts to waver on her feet.] Was it too much for me after all? Mou... [She falls over backwards like a heavy sack of potatoes, her voice straining as if fighting against sleep. The blood red bats that formed her wings break away and now hover over her body.]

Ugh... Why is it... the moon looks so... pretty tonight...

[The transmission cuts out.]

[[ooc Long story short, Lilith went a little wild. Use of fighting style? Very good. Definite lack of energy due to the chip? Bad. She's fainted and will not reply to any comments anytime soon. However, comment logging with a surprise guest is still golden.]]

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