She's tired.. But she CAN'T sleep. But she's.. Really tired.

¶: Tempted to make Reds HeadCanon voice Rukia from Bleach.

¶: I Lost the source in the depths of TUMBLr

Red slid a hand through her locks and sighed quietly. " Everything being quiet isn't helping me from trying to stay awake. "

".. Good Morning. "

Squints.

¶: Favorite this for a starter. I'll get to it as soon as possible!

Red rocked on her heels and scanned the TL once again, hand resting on the hilt of her sword

" All of you are WEENIES. "

@Dead_Dreemurr Red, doing her daily rounds, scouted around the lovely down of Snowdin; a soft scrunching was heard everytime her boots --

@Dead_Dreemurr - put pressure onto the snow. Eyes locked in almost every direction, which seemed to not be possible for some. Lips ---

@Dead_Dreemurr - pulled into somewhat of a soft scowl.

@Dead_Dreemurr Red stopped in her steps; cape covered in snow due to it being dragged along. She muttered something as her eyes --

@Dead_Dreemurr -- shifted across the town one more time, eyes soon locking on him. ... Well, it really wasn't too hard to spot him.

@Dead_Dreemurr Reds eye was locked on him, hand sliding under her cloak and wrapping around the hill of her sword, she wasn't going --

@Dead_Dreemurr -- to strike just yet. But it didn't hurt to be prepared.

@Dead_Dreemurr Red took a few quick steps back, nearly tripping due to the snow being dragged along with her boots. She began to --

@Dead_Dreemurr -- unsheathe her sword, a faint click could be heard as it unlocked out of its slot.

@Dead_Dreemurr Red narrowed her eyes and sighed quietly, grip slightly loosening on the hilt of her sword. " Oh, yes. Strike a --

@Dead_Dreemurr -- friendly conversation with a stranger. " She said in a ever so slightly sarcastic tone, scoffing.