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 Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2012 3:57 pm
This is new york. Come down have a drink..do some stalk Kill a hookerJust do whatever.
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Posted: Wed May 02, 2012 5:47 pm
Kisa walks through the busy streets, her sword covered up by the long black jacket the touches the back of her ripped fishnet stockings. Her short black shirts soft fabric touches her thighs at mid length. While walking she tosses her long brown curls behind her back. Her unmade up face fresh in this packed up city. She did not come to New York often, she only came for the lights and the excitement. She was least likely to rise any dead Bunnies, Humans, maybe, but not bunnies. she breaths in the smoggy air and almost chokes, not as clear as she thought it would be. She stops in front of a coffee house. touching the cool window pane, she spreads out her fingers against it, looking into the shop. Shaking her head, she walks off, she did not have any money on her. Stopping, she turns her head up to the moon, hands shoved into the pockets of her jacket. The wind tickles her cleavage from the deep V of her black peasant top and blows back the ends up her jacket. Her green and Blue eyes sparkle in the Moons light as she stands in the middle of the Side walk, people pushing past her.
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Posted: Wed May 02, 2012 6:27 pm
 [X-Law][Furyoku: 102,800/102,800][Mechanical Angel]
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 1:51 pm
Kisa would look at the girl in the metal wings. She listened to the statement said by the girl and smirked. She was being Rude, but Kisa knew she was aware of her actions. She would sigh inwardly, the smirk still on her face. "I am glad that I actually have the body for it unlike.." she would make it a point to look the girl up and down, examining her body "You." Crossing her arms over her chest, she would toss another hand full of bouncy brown curls behind her shoulder. She knew her clothing was not as offensive as the stranger made it sound.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 2:25 pm
Finally!!! The thought rang out in the young man's head as he practically skipped his way off the subway and onto the platform. He had been riding that damned thing for days now. The young man placed his hand on the back of his neck and slowly tilted it until it cracked, signaling his success with a slight groan of pleasure and pain. s**t....how long has it been since I left England? It must of been like what....6 days? Damnit, why couldn't my father of just given me a plane ticket...stingy old b*****d... He suddenly grinned to himself while scratching the back of his head, the thought of calling his father that outside of his head was a funny one, though he knew full well that his father would beat his a** for it, making him suddenly shake in fear a bit. The people around him began to stare at him, but more than likely not for his strange behavior, instead it was probably because of the cloth eye patch that he had around his left eye. It annoyed him to no end when people stared at him like that, didn't they have any respect? When more and more people came to stare, the young man decided that he had had enough. So, he intended to scare them off by doing the thing they were most curious about: He lifted up his eye patch and closed his right eye, sticking his tongue out mockingly making the "nnnn" sound as he did so. Of course, most people ignored his rude actions and could only focus on the horrifying sight of his left eye. The eye itself was pure black, there was no white to it at all, just black. Around the eye, the eye lids, and the area around the eye, showed clear signs that a third degree burn had occurred. But, to make it worse, in the middle of all the lumps, lines, and just clear nastiness of the burned skin, there was a line going diagonally across it, starting at above his left eyebrow, to the right of it, and stopping at below his left eye, to the left of it. Strangely enough, his eye wasn't actually purely black, as if you looked closer, to complete the line that the diagonal scar had created, there was a silver line in his eye.
Some of the children, mainly the boys, just smiled widely, some of them almost burst into tears, mainly the little girls that thought he was just plain ugly. All of the adults just looked away and attempted to cover their children's eyes. Finally the young man put the cloth back in place so it covered up his eyes, and then he started to walk towards the stairs to the streets, however, right before he walked up, he turned around and made a piece sign with his left hand. "The names Letholdus, and don't you forget it!" He said with a smile, as if he was proclaiming something awesome, which, in his mind, he thought he was. As he walked out the sun hit his eye and he squinted a bit, holding his left hand across his forehead to shade his eye so he could see. But what he did see made him whistle in astonishment. "Damn...this place is so....big...." He muttered softly to himself. It was a wonder to him, how they could fit so many buildings in just a small area, and make them so tall without having them just collapse on themselves. Then it was time to take in the real sights: The people.
Slowly he moved out of the way of other people, looking around as his eye lit up with glee, never before had he been in such a greatly crowded place, it was amazing! There were people doing just about everything. Suddenly his cheeks turned a bit flush as he saw a hooker, and then he realized that these people weren't doing just about everything, they were doing everything. He coughed and let his hand fall down to his side, trying to pretend he had never seen the woman. Women...probably Letholdus's favorite subject, he liked to think he was a ladies man, but in truth he hadn't had much experience in talking to them due to his father always making him train 24/7. He did almost get a girlfriend back in England, however, his father forbid him from getting one, he said that they would only be a waste of time. Heh...more like the old man was jealous cus the one and only time he got action was just luck, though, I suppose I shouldn't complain, without that luck I wouldn't be here... The thought made him smile, being free from his father, being free from that life, felt so exhilarating.
It was then that the young man noticed a strange pair of women, they were both hot, in his opinion, one was clearly trying to show off her body, which was very successful in his opinion, and the other one was just plain good looking. The second one, the one that in his opinion was a bit less hot, but still hot none the less, seemed to have a strange aura about her, something made him feel uneasy, but of course that'd only fuel his drive to try to get her even more. Though, when he walked closer he finally noticed what was making him uneasy, not only did the girl seem to be a bit strange, but she also had metal wings? What the hell was this? Then, he finally noticed that the two girls seemed to be glaring at each other, or something, because there was clear tension in the air. Letholdus then just stopped in his tracks. He liked women, he liked to try to seduce them and have fun with them, however, he of all people knew very well that getting in the middle of a cat fight was very very very bad, probably one of the worst things to do, ever. So he just stood there, hiding slightly behind a car as he wanted to watch what was going to happen. He wanted to know what the hell the girl with the metal wings was, and why did she put out such a strange aura. Of course, if either of them started to actually fight, Letholdus planned to intervene, b***h slapping and name calling was ok, but it broke his heart to see two women actually full on fighting, that was something he wouldn't stand for.XXXXXXXXXXXX~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Word Count: 1,088 EXP: 10,000 Level: 2 Rank: Shaman Furyoku: 1,500/1,500
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 2:51 pm
[X-Law][Furyoku: 102,800/102,800][Mechanical Angel] With Slut Girl's comment of her own body Vertia would chuckle. "You underestimate the power of covering up." She said as chuckled a bit and then circled the girl with a smile on her face. "Frankly I don't think I'd want to wear torn stockings, and have my boobs popping out of my shirt anyways." She said, turning and looking at someone who seemed to be looked at them. "Yoo Hoo!" Vertia would shout to him, waving him down, and trying to get him to come over. "If you're looking for the hooker, she's right here." Vertia smiled as she sort of lay in mid air
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 2:58 pm
Kisa smiled. This girl was more fun then she thought. "Alright, fine, I'm a slut." she giggles at the term. She was not one for anything that sluts, whore, and your common hooker would do. She would watch as the strange bi- I mean girl would wave to a guy hiding behind a car. She would then Shrug at being called a hooker and stand with her hip stuck out to the side, her right hand on her stuck out right hip. She would then wave her fingers at him, adding a wink and a fake kiss. "Hey big boy~" She laughs softly.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 3:10 pm
Just as I thought, the two are having an argument....over looks? Damn....classic... The young man thought to himself as he heard them talking. But suddenly he froze and turned white when the winged one pointed him out, then his cheeks started to turn flush a bit when she pointed him towards the other girl, stating that she was a hooker that apparently he was looking for. He waved his hands in protest but then the other girl seemed to be acting like one now, causing his cheeks to turn fully red. He slowly stood out from the car and nervously walked towards them both. "Y-you've got the wrong i-idea. You see....I'm just new here and all, and...well....you two seemed to be fighting, so I was gonna watch and to make sure that none of you decided to actually hit the other..." His words were shaky, he, although he thought of himself as a ladies man, was actually quite shy once it came to physical contact, so the signals that the 'slut' girl was giving off just sent chills down his spine. But, instead of walking towards her, he walked towards the girl with metal wings and softly poked part of the metal. "Say....is this even real?"
But, before the girl with metal wings could even have a chance to respond, Letholdus's spirit came out of the necklace that his shirt hid, and the very warrior looking woman seemed to be very upset as her eyebrows here furrowed a bit, her eyes glaring at Letholdus. "What is this?! Were here on a mission, and you go around trying to get with girls?! And these kind?! s**t kid, do I need to smack you upside the head? And you girls!" The spirit yelled, now turning her attention to them. "What the hell do you think your doing? Trying to seduce a poor young man who needs to focus on work! Be ashamed on yourself!" With that, the angry spirit went back inside the necklace, leaving Letholdus standing there, handing his head in shame and embarrassment. That was his spirit, he was a Shaman, however, at least as far as he was concerned, they shouldn't of been able to see her because she was a spirit. Though, what he didn't know, was the fact that they actually could, and did, see her.XXXXXXXXXXXX~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Word Count: 1,477 EXP: 14,000 Level: 2 Rank: Shaman Furyoku: 1,500/1,500
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 3:51 pm
[X-Law][Furyoku: 102,800/102,800][Mechanical Angel] Vertia would smile, a spirit, meaning a shaman? At least the girl next to her was embracing the inner slut she had. Of course this guy didn't seem to be embracing the inner search for a hooker. Holding her hand out towards the guy's face with a smile. The bracelet turning into a blaster of sorts. "It's, my, oversoul." She said slowly to him. The blaster began to leak out high amount of energy, but of course, as opposed to previously she wasn't planning on killing either of the two here. She didn't need to kill them, neither of them seemed innocent enough to go to heaven and find out what it was like. One was a slut, and the other a perv.
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 4:08 pm
Kisa sighs softly "I am not a slut, I was just trying to end the Argument." She looks over the boy, thinking to herself that he looked cute, cuter with the blush on his cheeks. the Soul came out from the necklace around his neck and she just blinked. Looks like she wasn't the only Shaman here. the other girls bracelet started to leak her "Over soul", Kisa's hand went under her jacket, her hand gripping the hilt of her sword. "Whoa... Looks like I'm not the only one with the powers here..." She bites the inside of her lip, of coarse where would be no dead bunnies around when she would need them. Dead people thought..she could make a few of those...
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 4:24 pm
Letholdus had a stunned look on his face when it seemed both ladies had not only seen his spirit, but also had their own weapons and such. The amount of energy that was coming from the girls gun looking thing seemed to be high, quite a scary lady really, and now he knew why being around her made him feel uneasy. Then the girl, who was or wasn't a slut, still something that Letholdus couldn't decide, since she did seem like she was asking him if he wanted a good time with the kiss and everything, reached for her sword and mentioned something about powers. Ayleth...I think were not the only Shamans here.... He thought nervously to his spirit, even though she couldn't hear him at all, it was just a reaction of fear. What is this over soul thing she's talking about though? I've never heard of it....but it seems powerful...I don't like it.
Suddenly a thought occurred to him as he took a loose stance, scratching the back of his head with one hand, the other reaching into his pocket. He himself had two weapons on him, however they were perfectly concealed on his back, something that none of them had yet to see, underneath his shirt. The blades were crossed with the tips pointing upwards, the handles pointing towards the ground. A bit dangerous if he bent over backwards too far, however, he could easily use his Alchemy skills to fix that problem. "Now now ladies, why don't we all just calm down. I'm assuming that your just showing off your gun, cus if you meant to use it I don't think I'd be living anymore. And you..." He said, starting to talk to the other girl, "I don't think powers are good, in fact, they're quite bad really. Especially here, in public, with nothing but a bunch of normal people....Now....I know that were all Shamans of some sort here so....why don't we just cool down, hang out or something...and, Miss," Now he was addressing the girl with wings again. "If you don't mind me asking....what the hell is an over soul, and how can I use it?"XXXXXXXXXXXX~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Word Count: 1,838 EXP: 18,000 Level: 2 Rank: Shaman Furyoku: 1,500/1,500
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Posted: Fri May 04, 2012 4:57 pm
Kisa's grip on her sword relaxes. "I don't want to hurt anyone. And you can call me Kisa." She smiles her smile and strokes her thumb over the smooth bone of her sword. She could almost feel the dead bunnies pent up inside the sharpened bone. She moves so that she is no longer close to the girl and she notices the people around them giving them all weird stares. She laughs silently to herself. She could take anyone of them she wanted, but she wouldn't, Couldn't. "Why not take this chat to the ally over there..." She points a black painted nail to the ally nearest to them.
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2012 1:52 pm
[X-Law][Furyoku: 102,800/102,800][Mechanical Angel] Vertia smiled a bit, and then would drop the power back into her body. Her gun remaining active though, as she spoke. "Even if I was planning to attack, some place private isn't for me, the collateral damage of others is what makes it so much better." She chuckled a bit, and then would move over, with her not changed hand pat the back of the guy. "It's alright though Perv Boy, Slut Girl seems to already want to go to the alley, maybe she'll do something for free for you." She said once more, giggling at her own lovely comments.
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2012 4:58 pm
Once again the spotlight was on Letholdus. And once again, it was about sex. What's up with these ladies and sex? s**t this is totally going the wrong way. He said, mentally squirming. It then occurred to him that the girl with wings had totally ignored his question about the over soul, which upset him a bit. Bit of a prideful one isn't she? Or maybe she's a bit of a ditz? Either way, I guess she's not one to give a damn about things and makes it clear. Finally, finally, Letholdus's mind realized that the girl had mentioned something about collateral damage, which told him that the girl not only didn't care about other people's lives, but that she enjoyed hurting others. That was a no go. He took a couple steps back, his two hands now on his hips slightly, ready to take both his blades out into action in just a swift motion, consisting no longer than a split second, product of his training.
What did that other girl say her name was? Kisa...? "Hey...Kisa...what do you say I take you up on that offer on the alley way?" Letholdus no longer liked the girl with wings, she may of been a bit hot, but there was something off in her head. No way he could condone the thoughts of one who enjoys the suffering of other's, it went against his code of honor, which was always treat a lady right, always defend the innocent (or at least the lesser evil), and never condone the thoughts of evil. It was obvious now to him why the girl made him feel completely uneasy, she was evil.XXXXXXXXXXXX~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Word Count: 2,118 EXP: 21,000 Level: 3 Rank: Shaman Furyoku: 2,000/2,000
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2012 5:08 pm
Kisa sighs softly again. It seems that she was going to be doing a lot of that that night. "I'm not going to do anything..I barley know this man.. and you for that matter..." She gave the girl a strange look and then started to walk to the ally way. "The Ally is a more private space" She Stands next to a dumpster, far enough that it hides most of her from sight and away from the smell wafting from it. She keeps her eyes locked on the man that agreed with her. Stroking the snake tooth around her neck, she kept waited.
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