FemShep
Supernova
- Joined
- Jul 1, 2013
- Location
- The Normandy SR-2
The bright full moon light shone through the window of a elderly man's room. His body laid in a hospital bed, a heart moniter beeping with the beating of his heart. His chest rising up and down slowly decreasing along with the beeps of the moniter. The man's family had stopped by earlier with tears raining from their eyes about the doctor's news. This man didn't have long to live, but death would be kind to him. In his sleep his soul will leave his body and join the rest in heaven above. He had a good soul and lived a good life, but every beginning has a end.
A figure broke away from the shadows. The darkness was chased away from the figure once it stepped into the moon light; the only light in the room. A woman was shown under the cloak of shadows. Her skin as pale as fresh snow like it's never seen the sun before. Her eyes were as blue as sapphires and sparkled like gems with long thick eyelashes bordering them. Her raven black hair flowed down to her mid back. Her body thin and curvy like a living hour glass with large round breast and rear. A long low cut black dress hugged her body with a slit running up one side up to her thigh. A cloak flowed over it hiding her body. On her back a pair of large raven feathers wings stretched open like they were about to take flight. This woman was a reaper; Nex the Grim Reaper.
Her face showed sympathy for the older man with a soft frowning gaze as she approuched the end of his bed. He was a rare one; he was wanting to leave. To abandon his damaged body to join his wife at the golden gates. She summoned a sythe with a long black shaft, the handle made of skulls with a long sliver blade growing from it. With a expressionless face, Nex raised her sythe high and brought it down onto the man; uninjuring his body. His lips opened slightly and a ghostlike steam of fog escaped and disappeared into the air. His soul was gone and where it belonged; in paradise. The only sound, the long high pitch drone of the heart moniter sensing no heartbeat.
A figure broke away from the shadows. The darkness was chased away from the figure once it stepped into the moon light; the only light in the room. A woman was shown under the cloak of shadows. Her skin as pale as fresh snow like it's never seen the sun before. Her eyes were as blue as sapphires and sparkled like gems with long thick eyelashes bordering them. Her raven black hair flowed down to her mid back. Her body thin and curvy like a living hour glass with large round breast and rear. A long low cut black dress hugged her body with a slit running up one side up to her thigh. A cloak flowed over it hiding her body. On her back a pair of large raven feathers wings stretched open like they were about to take flight. This woman was a reaper; Nex the Grim Reaper.
Her face showed sympathy for the older man with a soft frowning gaze as she approuched the end of his bed. He was a rare one; he was wanting to leave. To abandon his damaged body to join his wife at the golden gates. She summoned a sythe with a long black shaft, the handle made of skulls with a long sliver blade growing from it. With a expressionless face, Nex raised her sythe high and brought it down onto the man; uninjuring his body. His lips opened slightly and a ghostlike steam of fog escaped and disappeared into the air. His soul was gone and where it belonged; in paradise. The only sound, the long high pitch drone of the heart moniter sensing no heartbeat.