[Nevermore]

Dreamsnare Yonyuu
"Tracker of the Demensions"
"Blind Luck, just got better"

Vivienn Adams

Blond wavy hair with natural curls at the tips. Dark blue eyes that attract all men of lust. A very shapy body curves in all the right places. Long seductive legs a tiny waist and a c cup size to boot. Her attitude could always be a plus or a minus but those who live in aldrec have grown accustomed to her cursing and bad mouthing. Most men enjoy her teasing, as her passion at night makes up for their day.

(JUMPING TO Idalani Falls)

[Nevermore]

Blond locks fell down over her shoulders, she gave a slight pleasant sigh when she pulled her bra strap up over her shoulder. Her blue eyes darted straight ahead as a moaning creek spurred from the old house that provided her shelter from the bitter weather outside. Her name was Vivien Adams and the house she was  currently situated in was not her own, but another's. This was the age of sacrifice especially when you were a lonely young women and inexperience in education, who was then resulted to the unmentionable, and so to survive at night had to do what they knew to do.
       She believed that in this time and age whoever you were or were not you always had the freedom of speech and the freedom of how you spoke it; with herself she could never control her tongue. Her blue eyes scanned the luminescent room with the only light barely providing enough for her to collect her belongings that which were scattered everywhere.  She creaked the floor below her feet as she tiptoed through the room grabbing her blouse, pants, underwear, and trench coat. As she slipped her clothes on she eyed the mass under the blanket. After a moment she started searching for her socks finally discovering them under the desk she reached for them gripping them in-between her fingertips she got up, sat down on the chair next to the desk then slipped her short length socks on her feet.
                She gave the man another look, he was still sleeping with a purr to his breath, she smirked a mischievous gesture to her lips. ViVi grabbed a pen and a piece of stationary from a drawer, she placed it on the desk and began to write;

I'll see you next time, Hun! Hopefully as a Regular! <3

Leaving smudges of lipstick kisses all over the paper. She went over to the empty side of the bed bent over to set the paper on the pillow, as so then remembered she hadn't received her earnings then scanned the room another time to find the man's coat and prayed his wallet would be laying in its pocket, She found it on a rather adorable looking lounge chair with beautiful flower printing in the color blue. She tiptoed over to it, started searching through the coat and to her luck she found it a leather seal of what probably was the man's family crest opened the wallet and found a wad of cash, she pondered the idea of taking it all, but her pride was rather against the idea and so she grabbed what she was promised, two hundred, then she put the wallet gently back into the coat. Scanned the room one last time, decided it was all right to leave then headed for the door. She found her nicely leathered boots awaiting her arrival, she picked them up in her left hand then with her right, she blew a kiss to the lump on the bed waved then off she went. Back into Aldrect, the Holy city, of hell…

[Nevermore]

Vivien walked down the street from the house she was previously acquainted in. The morning had a bitter crispness to her nose as she breathed. The view of this part of the city was a stench rotten to the core trash ball of frozen ice, and each step she took she was driving closer to the crap hole. ViVi didn't particularly admire this part of the city, she didn't ever want to admit that this was her home or decide to stay here for the rest of her life. But she did have higher hopes for herself; one day she was going to get out of this shit hole, like it or not the odds were ever more now in her favor for solitude and haven someplace else.
"Ah, my ass is colder now than a bitches heart!..." she hissed.
Her shoulders started to shiver and her teeth started to chatter against each other. If only she had stolen the blankets from the bed she was just in, they were a higher quality of wool that she now missed. Her eyes started to dart toward  the windows and doors that she walked by, the street was bare unusual for this morning hour. The streets were always filled with half awakened men dousing themselves with their morning beer to warm and better their days… but not today? This was an awkward morning. No one had stirred not even the birds had awakened to greet the sunrise. ViVi felt a cold shiver run down her spine. She was being watched or perhaps this was all a dream, maybe she was getting paranoid for the empty streets before her, almost feeling like a  frost bite coma, was she dyeing? or maybe she was thinking too hard. A cold burst of wind came whirling for her as it did her cheeks felt sharpened by the crisp outdoor weather.  She wasn't dead, she wasn’t even in bed. No she was outside all alone walking toward her shack of a shithole.
ViVi shrugged the thoughts from her head and then buttoned her trench coat up, and moved her shoulders closer to her neck to restrict the cold from reaching her skin. Her hands were warming themselves inside the pockets of the coat.  As she exhaled her breath was shown as if she were smoking a cigar or cigarette. It was too cold for her to be awake she knew that was the reason for the empty streets the men who needed to set shop were lagging in their beds cursing at the weather, trying to cling to their wives for just a few extra minutes of warmth.
She then wished for her own man to hug her tight to conceal the warmth between them, but this was not meant for her reality as she knew there was no man waiting for her to cuddle up and spoon together in bed. She would just have to suck it up and keep walking past the nostalgic buildings concealing the families behind each door.

[Nevermore]

Vivien kept walking , still freaking herself out, her environment was nothing she'd experience before, the streets were still vacant, as she continued on her way. There was nothing out of the ordinary except for the empty space around her, no one was up yet. Was she up earlier then she thought? Was there a convention that she didn't know about!…
ViVi was still all alone on the streets and now a heavy fog was rolling in over the city, she only had a few more minutes, if that to get off this cold lonely road, to find the sidewalk which would lead her towards her shack before freezing to death in the fog. As she hastened her walk to get a little further before engulfed she noticed a figure at the edge of the road behind the corner of the large building she was beside. The shadow of the figure looked like 'it' was leaning with its back against the building's wall.
She kept walking, what was it to her that some one other then herself was up and around at this time in the morning, in fact it gave her a peaceful state of mind. She smirked what if this was a potential customer? All these thoughts echoed in her skull, she wasn't a fool and she knew not to approached the stranger with open legs and her private parts vulnerable. She didn't really need to concern herself with money issues after her last job, So she kept her distance but she still got closer just to scope the person out before ignoring them entirely.
"Is it just me or are we the only two out and about, on this misty morn'n" she called out seeing if the shadowed figure was alive or just a shadowed object well placed as a person.

[Nevermore]

The figure stood up straight and turned toward ViVi. The shape of the person suggested male, and that fact widened ViVi's smile. She walked closer to the figure and as she did, so did the fog, now she and this man were draped in it. It was a feeling of darkness and confusion, maybe this was the feeling she had in her gut while she was walking down the street, the feeling of being watched…. But not by a person, but by the illusion of danger.
She froze, what the hell was going on? Not only was this feeling wrong and stupid, there was another feeling almost like when you're watching a horror movie and you all of a sudden have this attraction for the serial killer due to his strong composer and durable behavior. That musky, sexy, dangerous affection that grabs a women by the heart. And we all know why, it's because a women wants a man who is strong and intelligent, what better the odds of finding him as he takes on the persona of a serial killer. ViVien's heart sank, the man was walking closer to her, his masked face covered by a hoodie was not helping this situation at all, Him. the fog. the sudden darkness around her. She stepped back one step swallowed hard arched her eyebrows and then got mad, who the *BEEP* did this man think he was; some creep itching for the next kill? Oh hell no! ViVi was not the type of women to die without a fight. She stood her ground whoever this man was he was going to find out who ViVi was.

[Nevermore]

Vivi didn't know what to expect. This man who ever he was, wasn't a familiar in Aldrect , that Vivi knew without a shadow of doubt. She had a very nicely hidden pocket knife always waiting for its time in the light, which would be a good idea in her circumstance. Then a peculiar beam of light appeared out of the fog and darkness right between this man and Vivi. And then the light grew until it was so strong it burned Vivi's eyes as soon as she went to cover them, the man was standing over her. His body stiffened and his muscles tightened She couldn't see anything anymore. Everything felt unreal she couldn't believe it. Was this her end? Was this a dream? Was this real?! "Why?...." she whispered as she fell into her darkness.

(This is teleporting to the falls)