Cynthia Alucard
Sin's Child
Pick-pocketing was not a skill Cynthia would had desired to learn, but as it such was where a need came a necessity to survive. Easily outmaneuvering her way through a crowd she quickly spotted an entrance to escape and find her own solace. Fingers trailing the tail end of her hair, lopping it and twirling it between her right fingers. Her eyes fell on her left palm, holding credits she had previously stolen, she felt guilty but she needed to escape and head to her new future. Cyn's eyes found an entrance to a bar, her mind working on the possibility of meeting someone that could help her find the Order and information of joining.
Her dark brown eyes widen as she walked inside, her hands quickly digging inside her black jacket pocket. She was nervous, but kept her head low and let her bangs cover the majority of her face. The feeling of her hair on her skin and cheeks felt somewhat comforting as she motioned around the seats and tables. Finding a spot at the counter she waved down the bartender. Cautiously looking around, "A glass of water please," She ordered.
Her hands tentatively grasped the glass as her own brown eyes narrowed at the water itself. Perhaps, there were too many perhaps in her mind as she thought of several possibilities and plans, but she had made her mind that she would join the Order. A small smile cracked her lips somewhat grim feature as she sipped her glass of water.
Her dark brown eyes widen as she walked inside, her hands quickly digging inside her black jacket pocket. She was nervous, but kept her head low and let her bangs cover the majority of her face. The feeling of her hair on her skin and cheeks felt somewhat comforting as she motioned around the seats and tables. Finding a spot at the counter she waved down the bartender. Cautiously looking around, "A glass of water please," She ordered.
Her hands tentatively grasped the glass as her own brown eyes narrowed at the water itself. Perhaps, there were too many perhaps in her mind as she thought of several possibilities and plans, but she had made her mind that she would join the Order. A small smile cracked her lips somewhat grim feature as she sipped her glass of water.