<div class="floatright">(http://rossanoistanbul.com/wp-content/uploads/parser/Jessica-alba-with-short-hair-9.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Libidinal Gomez<br/><strong>Time/Date</strong>October 30th- ugly o'clock in the morning<br/><strong>Location</strong>Secluded Spot - in the gardens<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Open<br/><strong> Misc Information </strong>Rasing the dead<br/><br/>"Where is it, where is it!" Libby raged to herself. The bird flew over her head occasionally diving down to peck at her head and shoulders. The brunette ignored it after the initial attack. Her hand flipped pages in a blur, she was dangerously close to tearing the fragile pages when an image caught her eye. It wasn't what she was looking for but it still caught her attention. A woman shrouded in black in the arms of a rotting corpse. Clearly there was something behind the image and Libby read the information below. One of the first known women to have power of the dead. This woman used her power to bring her lover back from the dead. Only to be killed for her crimes.<br/><br/>Libby sighed was that her fate, to live in the shadows to hide from the world her true self? The brunette flashed back to that afternoon a few days before that feeling of belonging with someone. Of feeling at peace, or being accepted.  Angrily the girl wrenched of her sunglasses and scrubbed at her allready blood shot eyes. If she ever spoke to that beast again he would have a lot of explaining to do! Libby returned to the book, her hand turned the pages a little less manically, until at last she found what she was looking for.<br/><br/>The paragraph was brief and hadn't really gone into a lot of detail and as Libby re read over it she had to acknowledge that it appeared not all the facts were present. Shutting the book the fiesty woman laid it down, and as the bird decended once more Libby reached up and snatched it gently out of the air holding the bird with reference she spoke. "I thank you for you service. Now return to the ground in peace." As she spoke the brunette slowly withdrew her magic. It was like extracting a splinter from under the skin. Once she had re animated a corpse, sometimes the body fought back attempting to stay in that half life.<br/><br/>Eventually though the bird stopped moving and Libby walked over to one of the nicer trees where a small opening in the earth lay ready. Placing the bird in the soil she knelt and poured earth upon the remains. She closed her eyes in a quite moment of reflection. Then stood and turned flipping her sunglasses back over her eyes she walked away from the tree. Nabbing the book as she began to move away from the area. Libby needed to think. What should she do now? The brunette of course already knew the answer and a groan broke from her as she said to herself. "Troy"