My writting o_O

[Grave_Guardian]

Perhaps they can finish the job for me...

Mainly it is him wanting to kill me for me killing him. Him killing me in real life ha like that will happen, u forget DARKMATTER I am the one with the guns.

On topic: Ria please keep writing.

[Ria]

Took a while but here:

Finally, after a day's journey through space the escape pod landed, but not without a slight malfuction within the system's comp causing a crash. A cold eerie wind crept around the pod's surface, dancing around its shape, perhaps... the tree's felt something. Uneasiness, or could they simply sense their own death? What unholy force could cause this?

As the wind picked up, it seemed to become more cold around the area and at the same time, the pod's door began to glow from overheating. THen, suddenly...

*BANG*

The door, or the remains flew a couple of feet before slamming into a nearby tree. Quietly a figure stepped out and took a few steps forward. The wind showed no signs of dying as it flushed through Kiyone's long teal hair. One would think the smooth silky hair belonged to an angel, the term fallen angel would seem more appropriate..

Kiyone took a few glances around the landscape, a small grin washed over her face. Not the fact the sceneary was admiring, but she was here - Jurai

Kiyone: Mmmm... such a beautiful place that holds the most powerful force. Heh... heh...

She looked back at the lifepod, giving off a slight growl.

Kiyone: Yet their technoliogy seems off...

Kiyone quickly spotted a town to the north of her, a mere 20 minute walk should do. At that point Kiyone gazed at her pyjama trousers and her t-shirt. Walking around in her real form (battlesuit) would definatly raise suspision and Ayeka and the gang would know.

Kiyone: Perhaps it's best I blend in a little more..

With that Kiyone made her way towards the town, her walk was full of confidence. Why not, she holds what Jurai would probally fear as the ultimate weapon against them. If only they knew..

Soon she arrived at the foot of the bleak wasteland. Well, it certainly had that impression upon her. From what Kiyone could make out it was a dump, rubbish everywhere, drunk men and women floudering the loud messy streets. Then Kiyone mumbled something sinisterly quiet under her breath..

Kiyone: What pitiful excuses for lifeforms..

Not too long after she graced the town with her presence two distinctive male drunks scrambled through the medium crowd towards Kiyone who took absolutley no notice of their existence whatsoever.

Drunk 1: Psssszzzt... hey babe... want some of this?

Kiyone gave an almost unhearable growl as she peared over her shoulder see'ing he was pointing to his groin area. Kiyone looked in disgust, cleary already annoyed by these fools. HEr answer was clear and cold

Kiyone: No

As she turned to walk away the first drunkerd growled not liking this macho bitch and clamped his hand on her arm gripping it tight. Kiyone stood still at that point. The drunkerd's voice first was filled with annoyance but chilled do a calmer town soon after.

Drunk 1: I said do you want some of this bitch? I'll even buy you a drink of your choice.

Kiyone: ..................how about your own blood?

DRunk 1: Huh?... never heard of that...

The 2nd drunk sneered as he watched his muscle ego pal but noticed something... freaky.. there on all of Kiynoe's fingers sprouted cat like claws, moving out of the skin as if they were naturally there. The 2nd drunk blinked briefly staggering a couple paces back before suddenly realises, as he open his mouth - not a single breath of air escaped before Kiyone turned aruond upper slashing the drunkerd's groin amazingly fast.

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It only took 2 seconds for liters of blood to start rising from the wound like a powerful fountain. Even though drunk the guy soon fell to the floor in excrushiating pain, yelling with all his might and clutching the deep wound. Kiyone gave a wicked smirk looking down enjoying his despair so much, she licked the blood from her clawed fingers giving a quick chuckle.

Kiyone: Tasty...

The 2nd drunkerd stutterd back in complete shock, dropping his half empy glass in the process. He never utterd a word as he turned to flee. Kiyone's eyes darted upward fast and reacted with quickness. She raised an arm, letting out a tentacle that darted for the one who dared to flee. It soon wrapped around his ankle slamming him to the floor with a thud.

Kiyone: I....want...something from you..

Then, Kiyone raked him in slowly, just like the prey being dragged in by the preditor. The drunk finsihed up upside down facing right now something that scared him shitless.

Kiyone: Where can I find clothes?

The drunk in a fit of panic and no racional thought pointed to a nearby bar shaking form head to toe and spitting jibberish. Kiyone looked to where he was pointing, looked back and simply tossed the fool far from his now dead companian. Then, made her way to the bar disguising her eyes with her usual teal ones.

10 minuites Kiyone enterd the bar but before continueing to the main bar area, she gave a small glance around the large area. Everyone glared at her like a baselisk oh so coldy. Her glare in return seemed to give the same impression back thus halting the glares from everyone. She approached the bar, taking a stool. By now her claws has disapeared.

Barman: Er what'll it be then?

Kiyone: Where can I find clothes...?

Barman: Hey miss, does this look like a friggin cloth shop to you?

Kiyone snarled quietly giving him the glare now, and in an instance grabbed his neck speaking in a cold tone.

Kiyone: I'm asking directions little man...!

The barman felt the tightening grip on his throat, then... mutterd something. Kiyone then proccedded to let go, for now.

Barman: Look, all I know is there are some stalls not too far from here... but they are closed.

Kiyone, without a word turned away and procedded to walk out the door when a familier face appeared.

Drunk 2: There's the f**** bitch! That's her!

The drunkerd appeared to be surrounded by his 3 mates, each doning a differernt weapon with a cruel smirk on their faces.

Thug 1: Heh heh, cmere sweetie, we wont hurt ya too much..

Thug 2: Aww not the face, I want to lick that some.

Kiyone titled her head, amusing... but she had far more important things to attend to. Her look turned cold as her eyes shrunk.

Kiyone: IF you wish to die now....*insane look with small smirk* very well..


Ooooh when was the last time I posted?! Well anyway, apologies, I promised to pst this week and did. I feel it's a bit rushed and lacking detail in places. Zoaster, any questions about evil Kiyone please ask me, I dont think I did enough of her personallity.

Excuse typos made.