Lilith was differnt to say the least. She didn't like interacting with other people. She never felt like she fit in. She heard people yelling and taunting someone. She was currently sitting in the graveyard. Planting flower seeds onto graves so that when the rain would come...they would grow. Magic seeds. Quick growing. To give the dead beauty. They could see it far easier and better than she could. Her world was foggy around the edges. It was like watching a flashback scene in That 70s Show on TV. She sighs and stands up. Hearing the girls she walks over to them.<br/><br/>"Leave him alone. You girls could marry Frankenstein and make Frankenstein look attractive." she says. Her voice soft yet firm. Up until she was thrust into a tree. She hits it hard. And just kind of limps over to the neaby cemetary. Sniffling as a bruise forms upon her arm. She sighs a bit. Then found herself standing next to him. "I'm sorry. The girls around here are jerks." she says after a few moments. She wasn't looking at him but at the cemetary.