[center][h1][color=slateblue]Violet[/color][/h1][/center]
[center][sub][i]Not a horse girl[/i][/sub][/center]


Luck is a fickle mistress, even for those who are blessed with it in excess.  Violet had been aimlessly wandering the past few hours, not really seeking much of anything just wanting some isolation as it were. She might have gotten all of Amber’s extroverted nature but even then she wanted to be alone from time to time.

Normally that was all well and good, but today her luck ended up with her running in to a herd of macabre unicorns. The upside however was she was already in costume as she had been traversing the city by roof, the downside was she was in she was in the ‘middle’ of the herd. She had already sent out her pulse to Sakura and was now in a dangerous dance with the dangerous beasts. Thankfully her blades, her flexibility and her exceptional luck had kept her relatively well off so far.

Off in the distance Violet heard the sounds of what she assumed was a cannon of some sort. And started making her way to where they originated from after all there is safety in numbers and her luck would only take her so far.