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Post by Tsukiyomi Hiketsu on Feb 17, 2010 17:33:51 GMT -5
The cool air ran through the open space where the violette stood, brows furrowed and eyes stern, her soft pink lips down in frown. She stood straight, posture perfect as her body was diagonally positioned with her arm, her hand holding a sleek, black semi-automatic. Loud, thunderous cracks boomed through the trees and open area. They went off one by one, rather then in the random order of real thunder, the gun-shots were simultaneously shot. Hiketsu slightly flinched at each shot, but wasn't pushed back like a newbie, she just held her breath and shot. She wasn't shooting at anything, not some defenseless woodland creature or unharmed civilian, she was aiming at nothing, an invisible target as to which she could get her anger out on.
She was a bottle of pent-up frustration, being stressed from both business and school was taking a toll on her. The Spanish Gang that her family had a treaty with were now going back on it, randomly attacking their men and cheating her out on money and goods. As she began to reload the gun, she frowned as she went over what had happened over the last few weeks, getting beaten and getting cut up, being shot at, her life and morality threatened. Bunch of loco, arrogant bastards. She flipped her short hair back as she steadied herself to fire again.
A shot, than another, and than a third.
Academics were also on her mind, with exams just around the corner she was studying like a mad-woman. So in between straightening out business and studying, she was hardly getting any sleep, sometimes falling asleep in the school's courtyard or in class, or even in the common room. She was irritable and stressed, never a good combination, especially in an emotional young girl like her. Ketsu groaned loudly, throwing the dead firearm to the ground and falling backwards, landing in the grass with her arms stretched out to the sides. Indigo eyes stared up a the slightly gray winter sky, and she shivered lightly as a cold wind nipped at her skin. Frowning up at the heavens she closed her eyes, placing a hand over it, she sighed deeply, wishing for something fun to pop out of nowhere.
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Post by witch on Feb 19, 2010 21:32:51 GMT -5
As the wind continued to pick itself up around the gentle landscape of Spain, specifically around La Campana, the female student seemed like she wanted to get out of the stuffy classrooms for a while and actually go out and do something. Her outfit was shocking to see in this kind of weather, and because of that very reason many would believe her to either be crazy or used to it by now. Being of the latter, Blair would continue her gentle walking gestures through the area until finally stumbling across the entrance that lead to the winding path that was the Nature Trail. Both wrists flinging by her sides caused her hands to flail in rhythm with her arms, both of these attaching appendages moving to some unknown tune in Blair's head. Instead of singing or humming, or even whistling for that matter, Blair just continuously mumbled out the gentle 'nya' sound that was usually present in most Japanese literature or animation to resemble the 'meow' in English animation from a cat.
Stepping her way along, the cool and cold air didn't seem to get to her despite the little clothing that she was wearing as she found her way deeper upon the nature trail. Ringing against her ears was what appeared to sound like the fire of a rifle, and this only caused Blair to run toward where the noise had echoed. She didn't do it for any specific reason, but could chalk it up to instinct she supposed. Arriving at the destined spot, Blair's eyes fell down upon a purple/pink haired girl that amused her to the highest degree. She had seen her around before, making little comments every now and then and considering their personalities came close to comparing and contrasting, she couldn't help but want to tease her. It appeared that 'fun' Blair had wanted this entire day presented itself. Stepping closer to the girl, Blair brought herself down so that the two would at least be eye-level with one another. With a kind smile on her face and the 'nya' noise seeming to release from her form, palms rested on her kneecaps as she inched closer and closer to the other girl. Their faces were a bit "too close", as she spoke acting as if she had no idea of that little detail. [purple]"Neh neh', what is a cutie like you doing all out alone in a place like this?"[/purple] Curiosity tinged around the purple haired girl's form, as her face inched that much closer to the female on the opposite side of her. [/blockquote]
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