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Thread: Illicit Fancies [raizu kagurai&SHARPii]

I'm really sorry for the delay, I've been busy the past few days and haven't had much time to reply to people as much as I would like. After a few hours of sitting and talking with her most recent date, Rika figured things would end on a bad note as usual. The past few dates she's been on have all turned out the same, dinner, a peaceful conversation followed by a movie. And during each one it got worse and worse.Either one guy talked too much, another staring and not listening, or possibly even saying nothing at all. But worst of all, every last one of them seemed to have their sights set on her body. The movies was where it always came to light as she felt a hand tease her breasts. And tonight this date was no different. Though it was the last straw this time around as she slapped in the face and stormed to her car to drive home, leaving him to watch the movie in shock. The rest of the night she laid on the couch, watching movies until she passed out in her nightgown. She wasn't expecting any company, especially her best friend. So she didn't care about getting dressed or getting up to do anything during the day. But instead, life had other plans as there was a knock at the door. Rika slowly got up with a groan and unlocked the door before opening it.Yes?She asked with a smile as she noticed it was her friend. A blush painted her cheeks however when she realized she was still dressed in her nightgown, wearing baggy bed pants underneath.
Thread: Illicit Fancies [raizu kagurai&SHARPii]

no worries 3 I just had midterms so I wasn't even role playing for a bit since I was studying. They're over though xD The moment the door opened, her eyes went alight with a certain brightness, just at the very sight of her best friend. Without must observation to how Rika was dressed, Ing just went to her and wrapped her arms around her neck. It's almost as if she knew, just as her date went as badly, though probably not leading to actual physical groping, but just the incompatibility of it all. She sighed softly and shook her head. I hate men. She muttered, slowly but surely and finally, pulling back, but her hands rested on her shoulders. Can I come in? I had the worst night ever, and from what I can tell, methinks you had just as worse, if not more worse? She managed a friendly smile, though wanting to do what she could and assuring entrance in. Ing needed her. She'd always need her. They were great friends, having always been. Cute jammies by the way. She smirked a bit, teasing her just slightly.
Thread: Illicit Fancies [raizu kagurai&SHARPii]

Rika took in the embrace with a soft smile, hugging the girl close to her with a sigh of her own. With the first words to spurt from her mouth, Rika knew Ing's date wasn't any better than hers. So with a smile, she dragged the girl into the house and shut the door.I know what you mean Ing..They all suck.. Rika moved back to the couch once her friend was inside, taking a seat and giggling over the compliment.Thanks..I didn't feel like doing much today so I've been relaxing on the couch.
Thread: Illicit Fancies [raizu kagurai&SHARPii]

Walking into the house, she nodded slowly, a small pout resonant on her face, her lips taking that form for a bit. Sitting down, she crossed her legs in a pretzel after kicking her shoes off and rest her hands in her lap, smiling at her friend. I can tell. We can do that together. I just want to be by you. You make everything better Rika. She said softly, moving and rest her head in Rika's lap as she lay on her side, sighing softly and closing her eyes.
Thread: Illicit Fancies [raizu kagurai&SHARPii]

She smiled as Ing relaxed on the couch, slowly leaning back and focusing on the tv Well I'm glad I can make you feel like that. Your company is always so nice too, makes staying home away from men all the better with you around.She complimented, looking down a the girl as she rest her head on Rika's lap. The female rest a hand on her side, rubbing it gently to help her friend relax.
Thread: Hunter and the Hunted

Spencer Carpenter sighed softly to herself as she moved through the streets, carefully avoiding the puddles and mud, her eyes on the ground as she thought about what she was going to have to do for the day. Finding everything that was missing for people was exhausting, and she hated that she'd returned to the nightside, that supernatural world that existed alongside the real one, known and treasured because in nightside, everything was acceptable, gods really walked the streets, along with the other side of that equation. And the nature of nightside was what she was pondering as she felt the arrow slide through her leg, sending her down with a yelp as she crumbled. Laying on her side she stared at the arrow. The white haired woman was beautiful, with hair so white it was silver, like fresh fallen snow, pale, but even with the white hair she didn't look washed out. The lips that were pressed together to stop the screams, was the colors of winter berries, so very red even without lipstick. And the eyes!Oh the eyes. The eyes were a shifting green, as bright as cat eyes, and reflecting like one. Raising a hand she stared at the arrow through her leg, she held it over the metal and as she opened the gift she'd gotten from her mysterious parents, she used her gift at finding anything, everything, and it was the easiest thing in the world to find the weakness in the making,letting it snap cleanly in two and pulling it out without damaging herself more. Pushing to her feet and still reaching out with her gift she finally paid attention to the man stnding over her, and did the same thing..reaching and finding the space between his bow and arrow, and her hands, and it was the easiest thing in the world to exchange them. So by the time she was on her feet, she was holding his own bow and arrow on him. She wasn't good,but even she could hit falin from this distnace.I think i'll going to walk down the alley here, and you're just going to let me.She said hobbling back a step.
Thread: Hunter and the Hunted

Falin had to admit, she was gorgeous... simply gorgeous.... not pretty, she was too much for simply pretty, she was like the epitome of beauty. he lifted an eyebrow, startled as he watched her snap his arrow, scowling a little. those where hard to make, and expensive! how the hell had she broken that fucking Shaft!? suddenly, she was so much more interesting then a name and a picture on a piece of paper. he blinked as he suddenly found his hands empty and an expression of pure rage fluttered across his face as he studied her, his eyes furiously narrowed in fury as he slowly stalked towards her. you think you can harm me with my own Bow!? you stupid... foolish, little bitch. he hissed. and even if she released the arrow, he remained unaffected. he just snapped the arrow out of the air with a superior skill and with a flourish he had that arrow in the quiver with the others before he reached out and snatched his bow out of her hands, collapsing it so that it was just a little box in his hands. never... touch, my... Bow. Falin hissed, voice laced with his anger before he examined her intently and reached into his jacket, pulling out a tiny little vial half full of liquid, giving it a little shake before tossing it to her. Phoenix tears. he explained simply. like in fairy tails that humans brushed off, the Phoenix Tears did exactly what they where thought to do... they healed anything. a single drop would completely heal Spencer's leg. Spencer Carpenter... such an ordinary name for such an extraordinary woman. he mused, staring at her with muddy brown eyes. i find it strange that you don't care just why i'm coming after you. he admitted staring at her for a moment. it's a shame i don't know who wants you dead... but i haven't taken the money yet. he admitted, his head tilted at her. perhaps i will let you live. he mused. your skills are beyond anything i've ever known... no one has ever stolen my Bow before... he admitted, sounding curious now. tell me, how did you do that?
Thread: Hunter and the Hunted

Spencer's eyes widened as she looked at the man advancing towards her, hobbling back a step, wincing as she put weight on her wounded leg, feeling blood starting to slide down the inside of her pants. Looking even pale and scared s she watched him snap the bow, wincing as he took the bow back, and resisted the urge to reach out and find it again. She wanted a weapon,but she could already feel the pounding headache her powers gave her, she ouldn't use it again for a bit. Looking unsure as she studied the man across from her she reache out and took the vial, wincing as she dropped a single drop onto her leg, sighing in relief as it healed. Shuddering a little before she looked at him, bouncing a little on her toes making sure she was still okay to run,getting ready to do so if he should get closer to her. I live in Nightside, on the Street of Gods. it's a regular occurance for someone to be trying to kill me.She said flippantly refusing to think about what or who was trying to kill her, before stepping back again.A gift from my mother.She said turning and starting to run down the alley, weighing the option of using her gift against the pain it would cause before reaching out, and finding the nearest entrance to Nightside, and it was between one step and the next that she crossed through the newly made entrance to nightside, not realizing that it wasn't her physical presence he was tracking, it was her aura, and her gift left a signing beacon behind her. She just hoped he'd hesitate in entering nightside, where even the darkest nightmares came true.
Thread: Hunter and the Hunted

he lifted an eyebrow, a little astonished at her decision to live in Nightside. even he wouldn't live there, humans where not normally welcome, and he normally only ventured in when the pay was well enough... still, she interested him, and he smirked as she ran, his eyes narrowed a little. honestly. does she think she can hide from a Hunter, so easily? he asked himself, shaking his head as he strolled through the Alleyway almost casually, stepping from this side and into the next... he had to admit, Nightside was always fascinating, and it seamed to him like it was always changing as well. every time he came into Nightside, something changed. it was both amusing and frustrating. he followed the glowing trail that Spencer had left behind, and Drew back on the string of his Bow, watching the Trail as he sprinted after her, releasing two Arrows once she was out of sight of others, again... really, you'd think she'd learn. did you know, that in Nightside, i have my own little reputation? Falin asked, approaching her slowly, one Arrow lodged in her leg again, the other in her shoulder. do you know, what i hate the most in this world? Falin asked, prodding her jaw with the tip of his bow. i hate Liars. he admitted, walking around her, studying her. did you know, that recently, a Liar contracted me to kill you? you see, this person told me that you where an ordinary human girl. he admitted simply, flicking his wrist and pocketing his Bow again. but an ordinary human girl, can not steal my Bow from me, without ever touching it... and CERTAINLY, does not live in Nightside. he admitted simply. now... the last person who lied to me, died excruciatingly... so, that makes me wonder... why on earth this person would try to lie, to me? Falin demanded, his eyes studying Spencer. now, i can't just let some piss poor bastard get away with lying to me. he stated simply, crouching down in front of Spencer. someone wants you dead, so badly, they where willing to lie to me, to do so... and i want to know why. Falin admitted. and i can't know that, if i spend all of my time, hunting you down, and wasting my Arrows. he stared at her. i'm not going to kill you, they lied to me, and that is so much more important than some crappy money that i don't need.
Thread: Hunter and the Hunted

Spener gaspe as she fell, crumbling awkwardly against the side of the building, holding herself up as she looked up at him, trembling a little as he touched her jaw. I am a ordinary human girl....with a extrodiary gift.She said snickering a little, letting him know that she was teasing him because there was no way she was ordinary, nor human. Not that she knew what she was, but it was obvious she wasn't just humanI didn't choose to live in nightside.I was born here.She said wrinkling her nose a little as she panted, trying to focus through the pain, but the pain of both arrows were shattering her concentration, and she couldn't call her gift again to get rid of him. I am not welcome here, I have always been hunted, and I don't know why.She said pain filling her eyes. She'd spent the 25 years of her life on the run, dodging and avoiding te walkers that came after her, the mysterious beings that kept trying to kill her. Only once, in the 13 years since she'd gotten old enough to understand what was going on, had she had a moment's peace.And that had been when she'd escaped to regular london....but she had returned, because she couldn't fit in among the regular people, had stood out to much. Get me home, and I'll tell you everything I know.She said softly panting her usually pale countance flushed and pained, to hurt to think. She just wanted to get home, and maybe figure out who was behind the mysterious walkers once and for all. This was the first time they'd ever sent a actual hunter, which meant they were getting desperate. Which meant she needed help.
Thread: Hunter and the Hunted

he stared at her, his head tilted. if your human, i'm a turkey. Falin stated simply. your Aura is not human... humans have dull colors, muddy colors, like their very souls have rolled in filth. he admitted simply. even mine is a dull color, red of a sort, almost a rust, or a dried blood color... yours, yours is not dull... it is... impossible to describe, but it glows like the sun. he admitted glancing around them to make sure that no one was paying attention before he gripped both sides of the Arrow, unscrewing them. the feathers came off, and he quickly yanked it out, carefully pouring a drop of Phoenix Tears onto the wound to heal it before doing the same to the other wound. hold on tight Snow White. he ordered calmly, scooping him up into his arms, carrying her through the streets. no one looked twice at them, and the few people who noticed him took one look at his Bow and quickly turned and walked the other way. he wasn't lying when he said he had a reputation in Nightside. anyone weaker than him was terrified of him... anyone stronger had a fifty fifty chance of wanting his head or simply being indifferent. he headed straight for her house, following her instructions, and gently settled her into a kitchen chair, handing her yet another vial of Phoenix tears... having that many... he was either very well connected, or had a pet Fire Bird of his own. so. people have always been trying to kill you? he asked, leaning against a counter. how strange... he mused, studying her. what exactly are you? your not a God... they glow golden... your not Demi either... but your sure as hell not some common immortal.... vampires, elves, things like that where known as 'common' meaning there where a lot of them. i've never come across anything like you... Falin admitted, studying the woman.
Thread: Hunter and the Hunted

Spencer laughed softly at his words,You are a awfully odd looking turkey.She said swallowing hard as she rested her head on his shoulder. Content in his hold as she walked, for once glad to be able to observe nightside without having to be careful where sh ewalked. Interesting.You're one of the only semi humans that get the same rection I do.she muttered, while gods and demi's got those reactons, it was rare for the semi humans to get that. Settling on the chair she sighed softly nodding. Always.Since I was old enough to run away, or old enough to remember.She said frowning a little staring down at the table, her shoulders slouched before shrugging.I don't know. My father died when I was a child, but even then, I knew he was a human, a rare human that had settled into nightside...courtesy of my mother. But I do not know who, or what she was. No one knows. Or will answer if they do. Some name me Queen in Waiting, when I walk among the shadows stalk in nightside, some name me a nightmare given form. Some name me the waited messiah, when I walk the street of gods....those who could have told me, are long gone, and not even the gift I got from my mother, can tell me who she is.Spencer said shaking her head before standing carefully, testing to see if she was still hurt despite the tears
Thread: Hunter and the Hunted

he smirked a little and mimicked perfectly, the gobble of a turkey. well, kill a few Demi god and of course their going to be afraid of me. he stated simply. never mind how much time i spent in the hospital for it afterwords. he admitted with a small snicker. haven't managed to kill a God yet... of course, i try not to need to have to try. he admitted simply. that's a long time to be dodging death... he muttered, frowning a little as he considered that, tapping his lips as he considered the situation he had found himself in. Queen in waiting? nightmare given form? the Waited Messiah? he asked, clearly incredulous and disbelieving. so according to the people here, your some sort of up and coming Goddess then... he paused. that might make sense... you don't have the same aura as a Demigod... but Gods weren't born as Gods... he mused, studying her. maybe your a... what would they be called... Pre-God? he mused, looking, well, amused. that's ridiculous even for me, i must be losing my mind, i hate Nightside, it fucks with my head. he complained, turning to look out the window. if people are trying to kill you, do they attack you here? he asked curiously. or do you have this place protected somehow? i know some creatures can construct wards and stuff... he mused. if we can figure out your powers, we might be able to figure out why someone wants you dead so badly... his eyes narrowed. and if i can figure out why, i can figure out who... he smirked sadistically. and i can remind people why they don't fuck with me. he studied her. and if we can figure out why and who, we have a better chance of getting you some peace and quiet. he admitted studying her. maybe even a little safety... he pondered then. i might be able to offer you a little protection, not many Hunters are going to be willing to go against me, no matter the pay... he admitted shaking his head a little. whoever is trying to kill you is going to find it difficult to find another Hunter to go against me. i'm not social, but i have a lot of blackmail on the few hunters who are better than me. he admitted with a smirk.
Thread: Hunter and the Hunted

Sometimes. Sometimes they just run the other direction, because things tend to go very, very wrong when I get involved. I burned down Strangefellows once. Alex was unhappy for YEARS!She scowled a little laughing amused because strangefellows was the oldest bar in the world, and Alex Pendragon was the owner and all around man of mystery, and a fairly bad mood. The man was a noitorious bd attitude. No, not a pre god, that sounds weird...She said frowning,shaking her head.i think nightside has always looked for the oddities, and the more I chase my mother, the more they think I wont guard my back.She said shurring a little as she looked at him before snickering. Oh they tried. And I do...after a fashion.She said standing, moving to the window, pulling back the curtain to wave at the man in the kitchen in the house next to her before smirking at Falin.I live next door to the Winter Knight, personal emissary of Queen Mab, lady of air and darkness. And on the other side, lives Tristan Stardark, the god of blades.When I'm at home, I'm well protected.But my job wont allow me to work from home, so I have to go out sometimes.She said shrugging a little as she looked at him.WEll then, I have protection when I go out now.She said enjoying the thought.
Thread: Hunter and the Hunted

Falin lifted an eyebrow. i remember that... i was there the day before taking out a Dark Elf. i had to pay Pendragon fifty thousand to clean the blood off of that couch of his... and to keep him from bashing my skull in... i was PISSED when it burned down because he wouldn't give me my money back. he complained looking amused. how in the hell did you manage to set it on fire? he asked looking like he was going to laugh. and yes, Pre God does sound a little weird. he admitted chuckling a little as he looked at the Winter Night, looking astonished. hey! i did a job for him once! Falin admitted with a grin as he wiggled his pinky at the Winter Knight in way of greeting. he had never actually seen the Winter Knight, but he had taken great pleasure in taking out the Demi God who had dared to steal from the man. that had been a fun mission. there's a god of Blades? really? he asked lifting an eyebrow, his head tilted. how fascinating. he mused, smiling a little. so these people like you huh? your neighbors? or are you just safe by proximity? he asked curiously. powerful people live here... have you asked them about your mother? he asked curiously. if your mother lived here, surely they would have known who, or at least what she was, hmm? he asked curiously. and what do you do for a job anyway? he demanded, examining his nails. i'm not a pity bodyguard i hope you realize.. i'm a killer, it's what i enjoy... i'm not going to spend all my time protecting you as you go shopping for little old ladies you know. he complained, staring at her for a moment. i do have contracts that i have to keep up with after all.
Thread: Hunter and the Hunted

Spencer blushed a little before smirking slightly.Oh well. Tristan and SlateShe noded towards the winter knight as he returned to his cooking,were there having drinks, and the summer knight took offense when I sat down with Slate and Tristan to have a drink. Summer is not nearly as adaptable as Slate there is. Well...in our arguing we lit alex's ale on fire....the alcohol caught everything else on fire. But it wasn't my fault!It was Slate's for laughing. I just know it was.She said snickering before nodding moving to the other side of the kitchen to see if Tristan was home.Not fascinating, he's boring despite being scary. Man loves his swords.She said teasing her friend who just flipped her off as he walked up the front steps of his house.Tristan had scary good hearing, and all his friends took to making fun of him whether they could see them or not. They like me. We make a good team.She said biting her lip.I tried. They said they couldn't tell me. Slate, because his queen ordered him not to. and tristan....well he has his own reasons for what he does.She said shrugging before smirking.I work as a bounty hunter and private investgator for Lady Mab and Lady Titianna, of the summer court. I act as a stand between for the two at least according to them. REally, all I do is keep nightside from imploding on itself.She said smiling a little.Ahhh well, nightside is good for contracts. We travel greater distances, in a short amount of time here.