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Post by tosca on Jul 7, 2009 11:06:46 GMT -5
The plane journey had been boring and uneventful. Tosca had recently returned from America and spent most of the plane ride asleep, not wanting to talk to the annoying man who insisted on sitting beside her.
When she finally made it out of the airport she breathed in the fresh air of england. Closing her eyes slightly as the recognizable smells of London filled her nostrils. Tosca's eyes swept across the busy street, where numerous people were jumping into taxis and buses.
Tosca never saw the attraction of public transport when she could easily walk or run to wherever she wanted to go. She slid her sunglasses further up her nose to hide the crimson orbs and started making her way toward the city's capital.
She hadn't had a good drink in a while, and she was in the mood for finding something or someone to play with. she grinned at the thought of sinking her fangs into something juicy.
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