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Post by Zyiamu on Sept 23, 2005 19:18:20 GMT -5
Zyiamu heart steps getting ever louder as they ran up from behind her. They continued to get closer and closer, louder and louder. She decided to turn down a dark allyway. She was now in the center, hearing feint whispers infront of her and behind. Even a few above on the rooftops. She heard the loading of guns, and the clicks of net shooters.
Her ears pricked up, and a slight shot of adreniline passed through her body. She felt an urge to kill, the demonic blood pumping through her veins. In the moonlight her eyes turned from a soft silver coloration to a full black color, her eyes only having a small amount of white now. Her fangs were now more noticeable, and her long black claws already elongated to a sharpended point at an equil of a knife.
Growling deeply in the night, she felt the earth shift slightly under her feet, the police were moving onward again. She turned around, her black hair blending with her backgrounds, and her gothic pair of pants chimed in the light breeze, for the chains were very light. She was wearing a purple tank top, and a pair of black fishnet sleeves that went up midway between her elbow and shoulder. Around her neck is a piece of barbed wire, and around that is a number of scars and scratches she has recieved from that very necklace. Her eyes now were impossible to tell emotion from, for they were so black, even the shadows themselves cower.
You want me? She whispered quietly to the police whom were attempting to surround her, to capture her. Little did they know they had no chance, no chance at all. She was Zyiamu Izagama, the proud daughter of Minomaru Mutashi Izagama and a student of Diego Kieoto. Her cold and bitter tone reached across the area, and she glared down at the police at the ally's end.
Then come and get me... and with that she bolted forward with lighting speed. Taking her powerful claws and slashing forward, her hand going right through the shoulder and down to the hip of one of the officers. She smirked at the blood began to poor out and soak the clothing, and as he slowly fell to the ground she began to chuckle darkly as the others gazed at her with fear. Suddenly a scream came from the roof and one officer fell, then another. Now you could hear a deep growl. Looking up, Zyiamu noticed that Diego, her demon fox companion was tearing apart the officers on the roof. Taking a closer look on the fallen officers, there was huge bite marks and blood everywhere.
Diego was huge, the top point of his shoulders reached around halfway between her shoulders and her hips. He was a red-orange color, with black feet. This tip of his tail was black as well which is very unusual for a fox. His eyes are always ice blue, and his teeth reach out of his mouth like a saber tooth, except he is a canine, and cannot stand being compared to a cat of any species.
Zyiamu glare reached back over to one police officer whom began shooting bullets at her. She quickly evaded them as he conituned to shoot, and she just ran up and blinded him with a burning spell shot from her hands with a help of a slilent incantation. As he lay on the ground screaming in pain a shot was heard and a net came pushing torward Zyiamu. Entangeled in the net, the police officers cheered in victory as they began to run near her to ensure that she was to stay captive. Diego backed off, and returned to the darkness for he knew what Zyiamu was doing. Her eyes were closed and breathing was almost non-exsistant. For anyone not trained to look at breathing it would seem she was dead.
When the police tied her up she watched as one came down and touched his hand to her chest to see if her heart was still beating. That is when she opened her eyes. Her hands where behind her back, and her feet tied to her hand cuffs. Zyiamu snarled at them as they all pointed their guns at her then it happened....Diego shot from the darkness and knocked all the remaining officers off guard as Zyiamu uttered a quiet charm to releace her from these not so advanced cuffs. They had their fun for the night, and Zyiamu flipped herself onto Diego's back as she and him ran off into the shadowed abyss, away from the officers.
They were in another back ally now, and came out onto the normal streets somehow. Diego morphed back down to his smaller fox form to avoid drawing attention to themselves. His fang size went to normal, and his gruff look was gone. Zyiamu's eyes and the rest of her body went back to normal, and they found a leather shop just down the street.
I could use a new trench coat, don't you think so Diego? He meeped softly and nodded while they crossed the street to the leather store.
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Post by Drok/Kord on Oct 11, 2005 13:57:37 GMT -5
Kord can’t help but smile from atop the building down the way as he watches this girl obliterate the officers. He found it amusing every last detail of it from when she got cornered till when she was thought to be subdued it was just magnificent there was no such word to describe the beauty of the blood being spilled from these lower than dirt creatures. He watches her intently as she just takes them down one after another. He couldn’t do a better job himself. His mouth starts watering as this girl and her pet ravage the last few officers of the law. His eyes glow with lust for the blood but decides it better to just watch for now. He notices her task is complete and she begins to leave. He dissipates into his shadow and moves across the building to the top of another keeping her in his sight at all times. He watches as she stands outside the leather shop and he decides now would be a good time. His shadow self fades into the back and appears in the back of the shop behind the clerk and ripped his throat out and took his leather vest put it under his own leather trench but over his leather shirt and clipped on the name tag and walked back into the actual store and behind the counter.
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Post by Zyiamu on Oct 11, 2005 15:18:42 GMT -5
Zyiamu walked into the store at the moment, and she noticed that a man suspisiously was walking from the back room to the front. Deciding it was none of her business she started looking around at the trenches. There were many styles, mostly brown, but she found one trench that she just fell in love with...so to speak.
The trench was a deep black leather, very dull in shine and very quiet. Unlike the other leather in the shop, this one didn't squeak, allowing her to be more stealth like with it on. She tried it on, looking very fitting for her outfit of the black gothic pants and purple tank top. She almost tore it on the barbed wire when putting it on but it wouldn't matter...she is getting this coat, and it will be free of charge.
As she began to walk out of the store she glanced over to the man in all the leather. How disturbing she thought to herself. Zyiamu likes leather quite a bit but that seems to be a little much. She was nearing the door now, odd how there was no alarm system detectable and no ink attachments to the coats...weird...
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Post by Drok/Kord on Oct 11, 2005 15:25:47 GMT -5
Kord appears infront of the lady. "May i help you miss. That is a very fine Trench coat you got there. One of the best in the store in my view you have a very good sense of taste for this type of wear dont you." He says. "Not a bad one to steal at all." He says smirking a bit. "Lets have a little chat okay? in the back and after this chat you might just be allowed to keep the coat free of charge, no questions asked so what do you say?" He moves an arm toward teh backdoor.
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Post by Zyiamu on Oct 11, 2005 15:52:39 GMT -5
Zyiamu just simply glared at him for a moment, but deciding that there would be enough cops up her ass for a while she should ease up for the time being. She nodded.
Fine. But it I must change the word might to will. Deal?
If it was one thing Zyiamu was good at, it was persuading someone to do what she wanted...and she could do it one way or another.
((fyi, im not being perverted right there so...yeah.))
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Post by Drok/Kord on Oct 11, 2005 19:58:09 GMT -5
((dont worry Zyi i know you to good to think that)) He smiles "good Then shall we procedde to the back room. To make our deal?" He grins as he takes a step toward the back door. "After you atleast till iwe get to that back door and i canbe sure you won't run off on me."
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Post by Zyiamu on Oct 12, 2005 18:00:03 GMT -5
Zyiamu began to walk and then whiped herself around, glaring right into the man's eyes. I could leave right now if I felt like it. Do not dare act as if you have the upper hand. She was firey tonight, and she even knew not of her attitude's reasons. Oh well, it matters not really.
Walking into the back room, she found a small corner that she was able to lean up against, folding her arms across her torso just below her chest. She snarled as the man continued to walk back and sighed. Lets get this over with....
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Post by Drok/Kord on Oct 12, 2005 18:11:42 GMT -5
"First off is there anything you would like to eat, i just so happened to have some fresh meat back here, no older than proabably 5 minutes old." HE says to her as he pulls up a chair across from her and sits on it so the back is facing her and he his facing her. "And second whay struck you about the trenchcoat. That should get things started for now." He says to her his eyes intenly searching hers as his hands fumbles with the name tag. After he gets it unclipped he throws it over a stack of boxes and listens to it as it hits some leather, probably the one on teh clerk her took down minutes before. The blood's sweet scent filled his nose but he fought the urge as he was more inticed to stay and listen to this lady.
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Post by Zyiamu on Oct 12, 2005 18:22:42 GMT -5
Zyiamu glared over at him suspiciously and rolled her eyes. She spoke in a quiet, quite lazy tone. Its a trench coat, no big deal. Then she regestered the blood scent and the meat comment together as two pieces of a puzzle that fit together perfectly.
She spoke again in quite a rotten attitude, growing impatient with this man and his stupid questions. Yes, I know you killed someone back here. Now, can you shut up and let me walk out of here before my ears start to bleed and I fall asleep in boredom?
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Post by Drok/Kord on Oct 12, 2005 18:49:30 GMT -5
"Well ill just take it your not hungry then." He says to her almost letting out a sigh. "I saw what marvelous work you did out there and quite frankley i thought it was beautiful and i had to do everything i could to stop myself from jumping in and grabbing a bit to eat but i figured i didn't want to stop something so extradoinaruy" He says to her. "Im guess you learned that from having to defend yourself over the years." He asks her still searching her eyes.
I two learned to fight like that, for i have been on my own since a lad but then agian you probably were to."
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Post by Zyiamu on Oct 12, 2005 18:54:13 GMT -5
Zyiamu nodded, feeling hatred of when her father died return to her soul.
Since age 6 that it was.
She sighed lightly and looked off into the distance for a moment.
I am three hundred and ninety six now.
So old and yet so young, demons are indeed strange creatures.
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Post by Drok/Kord on Oct 12, 2005 19:18:00 GMT -5
"yes we are indeed. For my Mother was killed nearly at my birth and yet my true age is but 126, nothing truly compared to how long you have indured it" He says to her. "Did you find it hard. Or did you find it justsomething taht was stupid?" He asks her his eyes still locked deep into her's. "What is your life like exactly if you don't mind answering."
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Post by Zyiamu on Oct 13, 2005 14:10:28 GMT -5
Zyiamu didn't know how to answer this question or if she even wanted to. In all truth, her life was worse then the darkest nightmare. Imagin all the hate and sorrow in the world, all the bitterness torwards everyone and greed for themselves, pinned against Zyiamu. Imagin a nightmare that no one could fight through, no one can see....everything is dark, or light, and blinded by such an extreme.
Pain shot through her heart, remembering the lord laugh in her face as she begged for mercy for her father. Warm tears ran down her face as a child and could do nothing but watch her father die. From that moment on, emotional attachments were a thing of the past, except for that of her faithful and only friend Diego whom was obeying her orders to wait outside until she returned.
Her eyes were distant, sorrowful, and pain struck....her face grim and dull. Her ears were somewhat drooped and body slumped....it was painful memories being brought back. She looked up, her face being reveiled through her long, dark bangs.
You shan't know. It is not for your mind to wander upon.
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Post by Drok/Kord on Oct 13, 2005 21:34:59 GMT -5
"Purely understandable i mean you did just meet me now. but im sure i have expirenced something like yours or worde, for you see even my self hunts me down to kill me and for me that is the nicest thing anybody had ever done for me. Myself killed my mother and so to get revenge my self killed my father and yet i didn't lay a hand on either of them. tehy were kileld because of me and due to em. and so is nearly every one i come in contact with" He keeps his eyes on hers for another second before finally shifting them away.
"I am my own living relative and im also the one person that is hunting me intently. and the chase will never end and that seems impossible atleast to me so far i have not find a way todo it."
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Post by Zyiamu on Oct 14, 2005 15:20:46 GMT -5
Zyiamu listened to his story, although she was uninterested with it. She didn't really care what he had to say other then getting out of this store scott free.
Yeah...well I can't say that was worse, but that isn't good. Erm, now, why have you been drawn to me though? Obviously you were watching me, and I could sence another presence but I didn't bother searching out, wasn't any need really.
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