Dancing with a Gun [Kyo]

[Kiaxi Snowe]

It was one of those days. She felt so incredibly cooped up, caged, in her own home that she felt the need to get out and get some fresh air. Despite the fact that she kept her cabin in the woods clean, almost immaculately so, she still felt choked and suffocated by the cleanliness and needed to just get out and do something for once. It was one of those rare occasions where Noa had opted for a little alone time and she felt the need to oblige to his wishes, she and her son spent so much time together since they didn’t have anything else to do that sometimes she forgot that maybe he’d prefer to get away from her for a little bit every once in a while—didn’t most teenagers want time away from their parents at times too?

And so that was how she found herself shuffling down the streets of Hollow Bastion during the twilight hour, the sky was a swirl of pastels—purples, oranges and pinks—as the last traces of daylight faded behind a starry backdrop. It was more peaceful around this time of day, most humans were off of work and already at home with their families so, for the most part, the city was dead. Sure, there were a few people milling about here and there but nothing compared to how crowded the streets were during the daylight hours. Kiaxi tended to avoid coming in to the city during those particular hours, mostly because she didn’t want to be recognized by people she had come in contact with years ago who, by now, were old while she remained young—she didn’t want anyone to question her on what she was or why she hadn’t aged in over 5 decades. It was for this exact reason that she had opted to live away from the city, living in a secluded cabin in the woods, far from any prying eyes or curious bystanders.

“Hm, what to do, what to do…” Her lips curved into a small frown, her hands rested on her hips as she contemplated her options.