Luana was in a mood, she had those sometimes though rarely did they show, they only hit her ever hundred years or so, it wasn't even a bored mood, or a bad one, it just was. It was her reason for sitting on some poor soul's tombstone in a run down graveyard. Just like it was the reason behind her method of dress for the day, having at lest temporarily abounded her normal old styled gowns to take a more modern dress. So it was still a dress, she just didn't like pants for females. Still though, it was very different for her, halter top, with the bottom barley brushing her knees, it was a solid color, a beautiful bright light blue. The color was what set everything off, making her hair look to have blue highlights in her raven locks that were lose around her, pulling blue tones from her pale skin to make her have a glow to her. Even to setting her soft blue eyes ablaze, true make-up helped some with that, but it was very little and sparring applied so it wasn't the lest bit noticeable.
Somehow her change in outfit suited her better then her normal, made her look even more lady like and delicate. She had even found a way to still carry a sword, despite that the sword was leaning against the grave marker right now. A small slit in the fabric of the dress at her hip, easily invisible with a snap button, a special scabbard and harness to have the sword along her side and secured to her leg. As long as a strong breeze didn't come by no one would ever know. Though for sitting for long periods it dug into her side too much. Luana had a talent at find ways away carrying a sword and still look nice.
Her phone lay next to her, only because it was acting as an mp3 player right now, an ear bud providing music to her, only to one ear, mostly because she was paranoid, but it caused her music to spill across the land. It was music that really, really didn't suit her, the band was Korn at the moment, the song was 'Trash', very hard rock and music that no one could have guessed that she would like. To be fair there was a mix of music on her phone, anything from opera to up-to-date death metal, and just about everything in-between. That's besides the point, she had been in the graveyard since a little after sunrise, and now the sun was setting, she hadn't really moved other then to skip a song she wasn't in the mood for. It was peaceful, being in a graveyard, after all the dead were quiet people and she had no bad memories for such a place, so she was rather content to sit there and watch the sunset and darkness fall.
Somehow her change in outfit suited her better then her normal, made her look even more lady like and delicate. She had even found a way to still carry a sword, despite that the sword was leaning against the grave marker right now. A small slit in the fabric of the dress at her hip, easily invisible with a snap button, a special scabbard and harness to have the sword along her side and secured to her leg. As long as a strong breeze didn't come by no one would ever know. Though for sitting for long periods it dug into her side too much. Luana had a talent at find ways away carrying a sword and still look nice.
Her phone lay next to her, only because it was acting as an mp3 player right now, an ear bud providing music to her, only to one ear, mostly because she was paranoid, but it caused her music to spill across the land. It was music that really, really didn't suit her, the band was Korn at the moment, the song was 'Trash', very hard rock and music that no one could have guessed that she would like. To be fair there was a mix of music on her phone, anything from opera to up-to-date death metal, and just about everything in-between. That's besides the point, she had been in the graveyard since a little after sunrise, and now the sun was setting, she hadn't really moved other then to skip a song she wasn't in the mood for. It was peaceful, being in a graveyard, after all the dead were quiet people and she had no bad memories for such a place, so she was rather content to sit there and watch the sunset and darkness fall.
