Post by Natalia Ved'ma on Aug 4, 2013 2:17:55 GMT
Home. It was such a nebulous word. It could mean her child home... Which had probably sold long ago... After they gave up the search for Natalia. It could mean the home she'd chosen back in the Caribbean. It could mean the flat she'd taken for herself her. She hated the one here though. Of coarse no one could blame her at work. When you came from a place that was to beautiful to leave, and you left for better work elsewhere, calling this filthy city home would never work. But still whenever she left work for the night, to go back to her flat and rest before going out and doing whatever it was she did when they weren't calling her in for late cases, they told her to be safe on her way home.
Natalia despised that word. Only heaven would be a proper place to call home... Though the Caribbean had come very, very close. Perhaps she would make her Holy Capital there. Imagine what it would be like for the Canary Islands to have the equivalent of Jerusalem, only for a God on this Earth who talked to her subjects and did miracles for them here. Perhaps the very definition of Personal Gain, but she would be benevolent to her people.
She turned a corner and turned into a wolf. It was safer walking these streets looking like an over grown dog. She could not care about the shady people who were there, or what shady things they were up to. She could ignore almost everyone, except those who tried to fire guns at her. Natalia normally had them dealt with when she didn't go down easily or run away and they freaked out. She turned the corner and strutted her way along the corridor. She could have laughed at how easy it was. By her experience women couldn't walk down the street in this country. She could just fine!
Natalia despised that word. Only heaven would be a proper place to call home... Though the Caribbean had come very, very close. Perhaps she would make her Holy Capital there. Imagine what it would be like for the Canary Islands to have the equivalent of Jerusalem, only for a God on this Earth who talked to her subjects and did miracles for them here. Perhaps the very definition of Personal Gain, but she would be benevolent to her people.
She turned a corner and turned into a wolf. It was safer walking these streets looking like an over grown dog. She could not care about the shady people who were there, or what shady things they were up to. She could ignore almost everyone, except those who tried to fire guns at her. Natalia normally had them dealt with when she didn't go down easily or run away and they freaked out. She turned the corner and strutted her way along the corridor. She could have laughed at how easy it was. By her experience women couldn't walk down the street in this country. She could just fine!