UMAP - Times We Must Treasure~ A Monster in Paris :: Times We Must Treasure ~UMAP - Times We Must Treasure in Drama More Like This
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Lucille grimaced; her lips pushed into a disgusted curl, nose scrunched up, and utterly revolted. While she enjoyed a quality meal of maple glazed salmon every now and then, having the raw version of it shoved in your face at nine in the morning was not a pleasant wakeup call. The vendor who was holding said fish by its slimy tail was obviously quite accustomed to such a putrid smell, otherwise he might have thought twice about how he presented his product.
"FRESH FISH! WE CATCH'EM, YOU BUY'EM!"
In her polite little voice, Lucille smiled at the large man and dismissed the offer with her raised hands. "Ahhh no thank you, sir. I bought some a few days ago." This was true, except for the fact that it had already been eaten by Francoeur and herself.
Meanwhile, her insect companion was currently ins
UMAP- Bed BugA flash of wavy auburn hair and white evening gown passed by a row of alleys, disappearing behind a wooden fence and empty pots sitting just around the corner. The woman's back hit the wall as soon as she found a place hidden in the darkness. She breathed out sharply and slid down till she was curled up on the wet rocks of the paved city alley. Lucille let her head dip back as she strained to catch her breath.UMAP- Bed Bug in General Fiction More Like This
She was safe now. She had gotten away; lost that man way back in the streets where the rain pored down and soaked the store signs, dripping into the drains that led to the sewers down below.
Her hand came up to her face. The gentlest of touches burned her very cheek. It was swollen, that was for sure, and bruised deeply, turning a bright red that would soon change into that hideous dark purple. She moaned in her displeasure and pulled her legs up to her chest, resting her head on her knees, being thoughtful of her fresh wound.
Lucille stayed there for awhile, taking advantage of
UMAP- CompanionsA shady figure shifted in the gloom; a small creature as black as the night underneath a new moon and growing rain clouds. The feline stretched its legs and opened its mouth in a wide yawn, revealing its contrasting pearly white teeth. Its claws kneaded into the rotting wood of an old packaging crate, now broken and discarded in an alley. Once content, the cat bent back and sprung off its hunches, landing gracefully on the stone wall.UMAP- Companions in General Fiction More Like This
Two large glowing eyes blinked curiously in the darkness, examining the mammal closely as it proceeded to groom its sleek raven black fur. A quiet rumbling chirp escaped from Francoeur's lips as he gazed down upon this beautiful creature. He lifted a shy hand to its short snout. The cat froze, then tilted its head, ignoring the large beast before him, and rose up on its tip toes, stretching its back, then leaned over and rubbed its cheek against his claw like fingers.
He let his hand glide down its delicate fur with a surprisingly gentle touch. The cat pu