Thread: Vendetta (Vash x Kawaiichibilust)

Though it was fun fighting someone equal in power, she was getting a bit tired of this battle rambling on and on. It was time to end this. Summoning up her own Umbra Witch power, she concentrated. Feeling the power flow into her Shuraba as it clashed with his own weapon. Finally she swung, thinking it would come out in a victory for her. At least she had assumed. As the two sharp weapons met in the middle. There was a large release of pent up power. Both of them hadn't expected what had happened next. Both kantanas flew from their grip. Sliding against the pavement. It was a tie. The look on her face was a mixture of shock and amusement. Breathing a bit heavily she looked to him. Seeing the near same look on his own features. Standing, placing on hand on the curve of her hip she felt her lips curl into a small smile. Seeing the look of somewhat disappointment on him. His stares didn't phase her. She had worse glares then that anyway, much worse. Her eyes scanned up and down his body before she beckoned her worn out weapon back into her hand. Letting it disappear, she would have Rodin fix it for her when they got back. Give him a challenge and have him put some more oomph into it. With a sassy flip of her noir hair, she turned around. Once more, her curvacious hips swaying from side to side as she drew the purple circle. Hmm, well that was fun. Do get that kitty scratch looked at now. She waved in a flirtatious manner as she always did. And joined Jeanne back on the human plain. Jeanne sat there with her eyebrows up in surprise. A smirk appearing as her Umbran sister joined her. Cereza's shoulder throbbed a bit. Causing her to wince just a bit. Jeanne giving her a worried look. Honey please it's just a scratch. Most of our kind had to burn at the stake, I'll live. She assured confidently. Glancing back at the mysterious follower, she had a very very large gut feeling she wouldn't be getting rid of him so easy. Jeanne, I think it's time to catch a plane back to that dump of a city we call home. She said picking up her shopping bags. Her eyes meeting his and taunting him to follow. As she began to walk with Jeanne to their hotel, her friend kept looking behind. Wondering what that entire thing was about. When she asked Cereza simply shrugged. The men can't seem to get enough of me I presume. Jeanne snickered at this as they continued down the street. In a few hours they would be on their way home. Walking into the hotel's lobby all eyes suddenly were on her and her jumpsuit. The woman looked horrified and the men tried to keep themselves from looking. It didn't work out all that well. Oh you Vigridians need to loosen up a damn bit. She stated as the two walked into the elevator. As they entered their room. Cereza walked to the doorway of the bathroom. If you see any sign of my little demon friend, please let him know I'm taking a shower. She said as she got a clean towel and some new clothes. Also tell him there's room for one more. She chuckled. Closing the door and bidding her hair to rid of her clothes. Her hair sliding off her body revealing her naked form. The air stung at her wound. She would have to wash it well. Nothing but a scratch. she told herself as she turned on the hot water. Stepping in and humming her favorite song quietly. The hot water relaxed her, cleaning out her cuts as she washed them with soap. As she stood under the water she kept thinking back to the battle. How come she hadn't known of him until now. If someone that powerful, a demon no less, was after her, she would have heart. How curious.. She trailed off. She had to admit, he was a cutie. Even more so then Cheshire.