<strong>Near the Crossroads outside the Estate</strong><br/><br/><strong>Natassja</strong><br/>(https://41.media.tumblr.com/c4f0b24bf735a20ebd3becce7c8d6e30/tumblr_nm50ffwvOH1r2zs3eo1_540.jpg)<br/><br/>The slight figure in her highly dolled up catholic uniform walked slowly among the gravestones.  She respectfully walked were no bodies lay... allowing her hands to just trace over the tops of the headstones as she walked.  The winds swayed the grasses and the tree branches dramatically from side to side.  Natassja's short black hair fluttered in the wind.  She still had on her school uniform, but it was fashioned up the way she liked it.  She wore black lipstick and eyeliner and a cat collar... a few matching studded bracelet sets on her wrists.  She wore fingerless black gloves and fishnet stockings with her skirt rolled up enough to show the graceful lines of her thighs.  Of course she also wore combat boots.  She smelled of vanilla... using only its essence as her fragrance.  Any kind of artificial ingredients were highly offensive to her highly sensitive senses.<br/><br/>Glancing around, she checked to see if she was being observed.  There were locals which dotted some of the landscape here at the crossroads nearby the school grounds.  This cemetary was one such addition.  Seeing no one around, Natassja took a step onto a nearby headstone and another straight up onto the wrought iron fence work which partitioned off some of the higher paying members of this very exclusive club.  Squatting down into an easily balanced hunch, she moved gracefully along the fenceline as her intense eyes glanced around her curiously using her height to scan around herself.  After a few easy paces along the fence, she slipped into the branches of the lone tree in this area of the graveyard.  It was shady and nice and high up and safe.  It was a nice, secure place for a nap.<br/><br/>Natassja was a scholarship student.  Her family were gypsies which performed with fairs and carnies up and down the Eastern seaboard.  It was a surprise and a dubious honor which was almost turned down until a stripend was added... one which easily doubled the families funds.  After that she was honorbound to attend, though she didnt like it.  In truth she felt trapped and spent what time she could escaping the school grounds and breaking curfew just so she could feel better about herself and her place in this strange setting she has found herself in.  Elbert County.