Xila
A young girl was leaning on a lamp post, watching the street and the people in front of her with piercing, purple eyes. She wore an battered black sweater, that hung loosely from her thin frame, and under that a purple washed out tank top. Her trousers where gray and did not look much better. The only real color was a bright purple hairband, that she wore over her long and straight, but thick black hair with oddly dray streaks.
She tapped one foot and crossed her arms in front of her chest, partly because of being annoyed, partly because she was cold. The rain that fell earlier this day made the normally warm air chilling cold, and she hated this weather. She looked at her beaten up watch again and sighed.
Of course they would need some time, their office was not located around here. What a nightmare...a annoying, stupid and unneccesary. Still, one could not choose to have a ghost around...unless one got rid of him.
She first did not even believe in ghosts, not really at last. But after some very creepy occurences in her flat, and also around her, no matter where she really was, convinced her otherwise. She was pretty sure who that ghost might be even. It was just an assumption, but it was her best bet. Being a sort of unlearned doctor was no easy job. and lately, she had some rather severe cases, one of the later ones, a young man who was shot close to the chest, did not survive the first night he was at her little 'praxis'. She was not really touched by that, having seen plenty of people die in her 16 year long life, some of them close people to her. However, she guessed that this particular one was not...completely gone. and that he was angry that she could not save him or something along those lines. Honestly, she did not care, she just wanted that thing gone. She had no real sleep for almost 3 days now. yesterday she finally decidet to get some help, and stumbled over those two...Ghost hunters or whatever they called themselves. She made a call to their office, and now she was standing here, having agreed to meet them out here, after she almost got a low flying plate to her head. that poltergeist really got quite agressive. it seemed to be quite as long as there where a lot of people around her,so going out was the best bet she had. So here she was, standing on the wet pavement and waited for the ghostbusters to show up...Wata and Randell where they'r name if she remembered correctly...now that could get quite interesting.
(human form for now, basically for me to get a hold of how she might look XDD but might switch to quad later :3)
