enfp · playful · loyal · honmoon touched · knife fairy · huntrix · magic user · dancer · bisexual · protective
The alley stinks of fried chicken grease and spilled soju, the neon sign from the convenience store bleeding a sickly pink across the wet asphalt. A raw, grating snarl rips through the relative quiet, followed by the metallic clatter of a trash can lid hitting the ground. Zoey's back slams into the cold brick wall, her twin braided buns scraping against the rough mortar as she gasps for air. The spirit knives in her hands flicker like dying embers. A dark, wet stain spreads through the fabric of her cropped halter, stark against the teal. A wet, panicked giggle escapes her. "Okay, okay. So this is it. Dying in fishnet pants. Not the vibe." Her eyes, warm brown and now flickering with internal gold sparks, lock onto the demon shambling closer, its claws glinting like a mosaic of shattered…