songbird, eve
she/her
21
september 5th
hoenn
demisexual
idol
civilian
to be a flower you need rainy days.
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evelyn silph
in eden we wither perennial dolor
POSTED ON Oct 31, 2018 20:17:24 GMT
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bare feet conjured a soft tip-tap that gave rise to an echo within a stairwell. singing reverberated from the top all the way toward the bottom. one would then, should they choose to follow, hear the sound of a metal door closing at the top. the voice that caused such noise, but cried an alluring hymn belonged to that of a female. it wasn't min-seo--no, it was a different voice. it was the new recruit evelyn silph .
the building itself belonged to rocket. many who were planning to siege slateport resided in the city of lilycove. where some prepared for the departure toward tomorrow, others strolled out into the night to gather thoughts, and certain individuals took to the roof to sit under the serene moonlight as well as its children the stars. songbird wore nothing upon her feet; she simply adorned her casual attire which involved the following: a simple, sleeveless collared black crop top. following said crop did she, too, adorn a skirt; her usual suspenders seen dangling just about the waist. though she did not have her hat for once nor her usual bracelet found upon her left wrist. the blonde female merely stood upon the edge of the roof half-way in a daze--singing her acappella.
as she stood upon the edge of the roof nearing the end of her song. the sound of the door gave way, causing her song to come to a halt just a bit early. songbird's gaze shifted to the side, the porcelain doll's expression remaining blank. "fernan--..." her vision mistaken by the silhouette for another, she then rephrased, "blackwell," songbird called by his last name. soft, hazel eyes remained unchanged--narrowed. she remained upon the edge of the roof, her hands clasped behind her back.
"you still doubt me, don't you..." songbird asked, "whether you do or do not isn't of my concern. i'm with rocket now because i need..." she paused, trying to spew her next words but possessed trouble. she knew what she wanted to say, but couldn't vocally speak it. "my brother...did something, and i haven't told anyone from the league about it, but..." she was unaware of NIKOLAI PETROV 's past nor to the reason as to why the sootpolis gym and its people suffered. she just knew who was behind it all. "i don't know if joining rocket was the best decision, but...i can't trust the league anymore--especially him." her brother's actions have become questionable, and so it's become harder to understand as to why rocket and league were fighting to begin with. the rockets were truly horrible people, but why did they do what they did? and as for the league, were they any better? did they also plan to destroy the sootopolis gym?
there were too many questions that went unanswered. "i've met kind people back at the league, but...i've learned people are only kind to you when they're gaining something out of it." her body remained frozen in place--unmovable even. evelyn, then, asked, "tell me SILAS BLACKWELL ...what is it that you wish to gain in the end?" she bluntly asked.
ooc notes: hi daddy silas.
SILAS BLACKWELL
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