Haunting silence.. (Open)

[Fala Tuyen]

OOC - Gitane here. I have no clue what I'm planning for this. It's open to anybody. :)

IC - A thick, sickening smell of burning flesh was being carried into the night sky with coils of dark smoke. Crow sat rather peacefully as she stared at the burning house. The screaming had died out just under an hour ago, leaving the area silent, save the occassional snap of wood in the flames. She wondered if people would notice the fire as it burned slowly to their town.

The small girl of eleven tilt her head to the side and curled up to hug her knees as she watched the house burn, with it the lives of her family. Crow giggled softly as she recalled the terrified screams of agony from inside the house. A dusty breeze wafted over the small field, cooling her face after having sat for so long in watching.

After sitting for another few moments, she stiffly got to her feet and sighed boredly, wondering what to do next.

[DarthPoreon]

Embers fell from the ceilings like plagues falling through the midnight sky. Inside the burning house, a breeze ignited more fires as a flame burning through a door was swept to the made bed.

An spark of light momentarily blinded Poreon as yet another ember fell from the ceiling and ignited the ground infront of him. A ring of fire blocked Poreon from reaching the door to safety. Noxious fumes filled the stale, burning air of the room.

Poreon eyes began to feel heavy and soon, they clamped shut. Unconcious, Poreon collapsed in the burning house. How Ironic that after he had forced the inhabitants of the small two bedroom house out of their home, that He might die in the stolen property.

Another ember fell, this time it singed Poreon's ear. Waking with a start, Poreon scrambled up and dashed through the fire to the door to safety. He used a force technique to qualm the burning clothes. He began a fight to exit the burning house.

[Fala Tuyen]

Crow walked calmly along the town's center street, eyeing the flames of each burning house. She giggled for a moment in delight, her head tilt to the side. Deciding to stay and watch the fires for a while, she stopped in front of a house, staring up at the rooftop of it.

Her face was slightly charred-looking from soot and smoke that had waft along the street with her. Her hair tattered with clumsiness. She fingered the soft edge of her red sweater absently, staring up at the hungry flames.

The door in front of her suddenly burst open as a man rushed out, knocking the small girl back. She looked up and frowned at the man with a growl.