{M}isery {L}oves {M}e

[/Dream !]

~*Maria Taz Ishigami*~

Clouds may come,
But clouds must go,
And they all have a silver lining.
For behind each cloud you know,
The sun, or moon,
Is shining.

Maybe it was her curiosity that had lead her off the beaten path -- but that was doubtful Her feet had the uncanny ability to wander on their own recently, a fact Taz didn't seem to have a problem with. Xisin was a place well known to her. People all over the country had seen her face at one point or another, even though she was hardly rememberable. While her soft features were delicately beautiful (a fact she always liked to deny), Taz was just another face in a sea of strangers. Requiem, on the otherhand, was more than striking in features and a sight a person could still recall a year later. No one would be able to guess that the two were related, but that was fine by Taz. The woods she now tread were alarmingly quiet, and the lack of sound had set the girl on edge. Even as she walked her eyes scanned for disturbed undergrowth that would mark a pit or snare. The problem lay with the very spring-like shower that streamed beneath the tree leavves. Head down and with hands shoved deep in her pockets, the rain began to pick up and she quickly lost any fear of being injured by a hunters trap. Her clothes had taken on a dark gray color, and while she had no problem with being wet, her jeans were becoming more than uncomfortable. She figured she should take shelter, but could hardly bring herself to do so. The smothering depression she had developed kept her from any sort of proactive activity. Ever since Requiem's latest stab at her life she had been in emotional turmoul -- as was common. She had managed to smile in town when a young boy had asked her for some money (which she handed over without a thought), but felt sick shortly after. But hey, if it kept people from asking 'what's wrong' then she would continue her little act. The bandages -- wrapped securely around her waist -- now offered little help for the bleeding. The wound had started bleeding again when she pushed a branch out of the way and her fingers slipped. Pain had shot through her middle and the injury had opened again. With luck, it would stop without any intervention -- intervention that Taz wasn't willing to give. Luck did seem to be on her side that evening, as she happened to find a little cave in a large out cropping of rock. Sighing, she took cover inside. Sitting up against the wall of the cave, she brought her knees to her chest. Staring at the other wall for a second, she settled her head down on her folded arms -- too tired to do anything but sleep.

Ooc: Sorry for the crappiness dear O.o

[{{Roxï-kun-+]

A strange cat made its way through the trees, slipping on wet leaves and stumbling over lost branches as the rain poured down in sheets. Unlike Heart and Alice, he actually liked rain. With a small sneeze, he decided that he just hated wet fur. Rikku's teal fur hung on his skinny body and weighted down the medium sized cat, turning most of the stumbling into actual tripping. And to sum it all up, he was lost. Even in his few years of exploring had the chesire even stumbled upon the thick woods. Of course he had loved it earlier when it had been nice and warm. The rain chilled him through his fur and his new goal was to find shelter. But, like most other cats, every little thing had kept distracting him up until the rain had gotten this bad. One of his back paw's pads had been sliced open by some broken glass he had stumbled onto -- literally. From all of this sudden bad luck Rikku had grown from his normally good hearted attitude into a dark mood. Even if he transformed nothing good could come of it so the chesire decided to stay in the form of a cat even though his paws kept slipping and he would just end up on his haunches for the nth time. After a while he smelled something out of place even with the rain covering scent trails. Putting his nose to the ground much like a dog he followed the scent and carefully avoided the loud noises not too far off. The scent was then followed by the mostly washed away scent of metal. No, not metal. Blood. This made Rikku raise an eyebrow even as a cat and also made his wonder if should be heading the same way as the scent of blood. After a moment of being still he shrugged his fur matted shoulders and continued, halting outside of a cave. The scent stopped inside but at this point Rikku was much to wet and curious to just leave the dry shelter even with weird smells that stopped inside of it. Inside the chesire found something he hadn't expected to find in the middle of a forest while it rained. A girl sat in the cave looking as if she had fallen asleep. Rikku carefully let out a loud mroew, inching closer to the girl with his fur dripping onto the cave's floor.

((I had no muse, so this sucks XD))

[/Dream !]

~*Maria Taz Ishigami*~

Clouds may come,
But clouds must go,
And they all have a silver lining.
For behind each cloud you know,
The sun, or moon,
Is shining.

Taz didn't dream because she did not fall asleep. Exhaustion made her body shake with cold but she was quickly finding out that being "tired" and "sleepy" were two very different things. Darkness filled her vision as she sat, back to the cave wall with her legs curled to her chest and head down on her arms. A soft breeze blew by and had the immediate effect of chilling her to the bone. A shudder passed through her body, but she refused to give into the cold. Clenching her teeth she huddled in closer to herself. Brunette strands hung in thick clumps around her face, dripping tiny droplets onto her arms and the cave floor. Thunder clapped its hands some where in the distance and only signaled the longevity of the storm -- she was going to be here all night. Taz heard the cat before she saw him. Not from his soft meow, no, but his stumbling pattern of walking. The girl didn't raise her head and look until he announced himself, though. Her eyes held an uncharacteristically dismal look, and she appeared to be quite disinterested. The coat coloring of the small feline was something she was yet to see before, but it wasn't his looks that gave her the very strange feeling that he wasn't exactly all "cat". This feeling had an unknown trigger, but one she would keepin the back of her mind for awhile yet. "Looks llike we're in the same boat, doesn't it dear?" She said, despite the fact that there was a possibility the cat couldn't understand a word she just said. She would known the moment her reacted though, if he had. Taz made no effort to touch the cat. He obviously wasn't afraid of people, but whether or not he wanted to be touched by one was entirely up to him.