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paixaorpg2011-04-11 06:01 pm
thescaronhisface) wrote in paixaorpg2011-04-11 06:01 pm
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The Scar On His Face [Completed]
Character(s): Kovu, Lightning
Content: A certain someone now matches a rather vague description of Scar that was given to Lightning...
Setting: Somewhere in the Northeast quadrant of the city
Time: Sunset
Warnings: Uh. Maybe some violence, probably some emo, lots of snark...
As much as it kept reminding Kovu of him, the scar really wasn't that bad. Every time he saw it in his reflection, it only served to remind him how much he wasn't like Scar, and to make him more determined to keep it that way. And it told him exactly what his mother thought of him now, too. What a reminder. But he didn't need either of them.
He had Kiara, and she was everything he could've asked for. And...he sort of had Simba around now, too. And Timon and Pumbaa, for what they were worth. He was meeting a lot of new people here, and it wasn't so hard anymore...well, when the way he'd been raised didn't come up, anyway. That usually put a damper on things. Either that, or got him stared at. How was he supposed to know that his normal activities were so much more violent than everyone else's? It did remind him of the night right before he'd come here though, when he was looking at the stars with Kiara and had said that one group of them looked like lions killing each other. She'd probably given him the oddest look...he could barely even remember now, it felt like forever ago.
He flicked his tail, for once actually just walking around the city. He figured he should try to find something interesting, or at least somewhere for him and Kiara to stay that his mother didn't know about. Who knew what would happen if she found them again...
Content: A certain someone now matches a rather vague description of Scar that was given to Lightning...
Setting: Somewhere in the Northeast quadrant of the city
Time: Sunset
Warnings: Uh. Maybe some violence, probably some emo, lots of snark...
As much as it kept reminding Kovu of him, the scar really wasn't that bad. Every time he saw it in his reflection, it only served to remind him how much he wasn't like Scar, and to make him more determined to keep it that way. And it told him exactly what his mother thought of him now, too. What a reminder. But he didn't need either of them.
He had Kiara, and she was everything he could've asked for. And...he sort of had Simba around now, too. And Timon and Pumbaa, for what they were worth. He was meeting a lot of new people here, and it wasn't so hard anymore...well, when the way he'd been raised didn't come up, anyway. That usually put a damper on things. Either that, or got him stared at. How was he supposed to know that his normal activities were so much more violent than everyone else's? It did remind him of the night right before he'd come here though, when he was looking at the stars with Kiara and had said that one group of them looked like lions killing each other. She'd probably given him the oddest look...he could barely even remember now, it felt like forever ago.
He flicked his tail, for once actually just walking around the city. He figured he should try to find something interesting, or at least somewhere for him and Kiara to stay that his mother didn't know about. Who knew what would happen if she found them again...
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"I have better things to do than take a walk with some human." He spat the word out with as much venom as he could muster, bringing an almost audible sneer to his voice. He thought he'd had some of this place figured out, and for a while, he thought he almost had it better here.
And now if it hadn't been before, now it was painfully obvious that he'd been dead wrong.