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 Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 7:26 am
Each room in Osaka Sun Inn contains two futons, a small closet, a refrigerator, a bathroom equipped with a shower, sink, and toilet as well as towels and other things the Inn provides for you. There are a couple of windows looking out to the outside, and a table in the room with a few chairs. Usually by the time the residents return the room is cleaned of its messes by the Inn help.
Rooming:
Akiko Eri
Aoi Hoshi - Zazie Rainyday
Ayaka Yukihiro - Chao Lingshen
Ayumi Kaizuke - Kairi Hikari
Nodoka Miyazaki- Rena Hiyuri
Yue Ayase - Haruna Saotome
Kaede Nagase - Yuuna Akashi
Setsuna Sakurazaki - Chisame Hasegawa
Kazumi Askaura - Courtney Beth Lawliet
Gilly Yamashita - Regan Hiyruu
Myon Kyon - Mana Tatsumiya
Barasia Moon - Mika Shinomori
Bell Moon -
Breannin Moon - Hanabi Katanagi
Konoka Konoe - Asuna Kagurazaki
Misora Kasuga - Avelyn Sky
Qin Quo - Ku Fei
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Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2011 6:41 pm
 I'm not aware of too many things
I know what I know, if you know what I mean.
Philosophy is a walk on the slippery rocks,
Religion is a light in the fog. Yue Ayase ~ "One who does not know love will eternally be unable to gain true strength." Once she got to her room, she unlocked the door and shut it, walking into the room where she'd already left her bags. She gazed around the empty Inn room, before letting out a soft sigh, partially relieved to know for the most part the room was empty of other people. The trip here, what happened before, and the whole scene at the castle...Yue felt exhausted. Weird enough, I feel like this is kind of a familiar feeling too... Was that another 'other-Yue' thing? She sort of wondered what she had gone through in that world. Huh. Not something an everyday normal human girl usually had to worry about thinking about...she laid on one of the single beds in the room, thinking to herself as she stared at the ceiling. She drifted to sleep from exhaustion, not exactly remembering when she did. Choke me in the shallow water before I get too deep.
What I am is what I am.
Are you what you are, or what?
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Dangerous Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 3:59 am
☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆---------------------Ϯsuҡuy☾☽mi☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆ Blood Red on White Moon Horror movies are amazing. Scary stores have existed since human civilization, but until they were given visuals in the early 1900's, words alone had to do. To burn the retina with the terror that invoked such a visceral feeling of dread along with the words to back them up, there was a sort of alchemy of fear that became a successful formula. Since then, horror had evolved into many forms. There were the classic 'fear of the unknown' style movies, where people were running from who alone knows what; disappearing in the night, never to return, some unmentionable, horrible fate befalling them that you learn about in the ending. These depended on 'not seeing' the monster. Then there was the 'slasher' flick, which depended on T&A, gore, and violent bloody deaths, usually of young people, from some unearthly horror or ghost. A popular group with the new generation.
The third type of horror was the 'human as horror' genre. Where the monster was a man. This in particular was a type of horror that struck home, as the demon was one we all knew. What drove them? Madness? Rage? Something broken inside that drove them to commit acts that would make most normal people pale with illness and fraught with not understanding? Up until now, no horror movie really combined everything at once. That might be overkill. Which is just how the creature in pink liked it. On silent feet she slipped quietly into Yue's window, to pad tenderly into her room. On both knees she descended over Yue's prone body, and on her bare hands she braced herself till she laid elevated above the girl, her face an inch away.
"You don't know it, but I can sense it. Under all this softness you're so very strong. I like strong girls. But I like girls I have to push to bring out their strength even more."
Whispered in a sinister, but loving tone in the girl's left ear. Her right ear was next, the monster in lace's breath hot and ticklish on the sleeping girl's skin.
"I'll teach you to dance like a good little plaything, but your heart is the real deal. I want to hear the blood rush to it as you struggle. You're not a wooden doll..ah..but I want to keep you."
She laid there, propped up easily, her glowing eyes staring down at her prey. She was breathing heavily now. So close. She could hear the blood in Yue's veins, almost like some vampire in one of those horror movies she was so fond of. That quickened heartbeat..that raging pulse. Could she sense the danger she was in? Was Tsukuyomi's voice giving her scary dreams? Ah heart How delightful! The demented girl went so far as to brush the end of her nose against Yue's cheek, nuzzling her lightly. So fragile. So tender. She would be so much fun to cut. How delighted she'd be to watch her skin..and her mind..break. As excited as she was, she almost wished she had her hands free. When she was like this, she just had to..
No! No no no no. Mustn't hurt her yet. Mustn't harm that ivory skin, those pretty features. No, Tsukuyomi.
This was the first part of the game. Cat and mouse. And she laid there, above her prey, just staring at her with those pulsing eyes shining their sickly light on Yue's face. She was the thing in the dark, and she had come. Would it really hurt, in this state she was in, to just use her smaller sword to make one tiny mark.. heart
Ah, no Tsukuyomi, no! Bad girl.
She shook her head rapidly, her face enveloped in a hot blush. She was getting too excited and that just wouldn't do! For a moment, she looked less like an Omnicidal Maniac Psycho Lesbian Stalker with a Crush Blood Knight and more like a teenage girl with an infatuation. But that didn't last as she went back into her owling position over Yue, staring with those otherworldly eyes of hers, focused on this twisted mix of lust and violence. Her own heart was pounding now; she was really into it. She wanted her now. But she could wait. Can't spell Slaughter without Laughter.
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 10:13 am
I'm not aware of too many things
I know what I know, if you know what I mean.
Philosophy is a walk on the slippery rocks,
Religion is a light in the fog. Yue Ayase ~ "One who does not know love will eternally be unable to gain true strength." Have you ever had uneasy feelings or nightmares while you slept, only to find out later that your body was trying to tell you something, despite being unable to wake completely because you had already fallen into REM sleep? Yue knew better than most of the other people she knew, to always listen to what your instincts were trying to tell you. After all, humans had them too for good reasons. They were a species of animal, just like their more primitive fellow species they 'shared' the Earth with, so they had the same internal features. The problem? Humans dulled it a lot more. Which was why Yue tried to listen to her common sense a lot more than most other teenage girls her age.
At the moment, her body was pretty much crying for her to wake up, though she didn't. She merely felt like she was having some odd nightmare, as even the slight physical contact she felt was light enough it just felt like some fleeting sensation she might have been picking up form her sleep.
Yue stirred a bit, turning her head to the side a bit when the odd warm sensation tickled over her ear. That whole wake up instinct was getting pretty strong now. She made a small sound as she sighed, her eyes barely blinking open. The odd feeling suddenly growing a lot stronger now that she was slowly sort of waking again, she turned her head towards the ceiling.
But she didn't see anything.
Yue pulled herself into an upright sitting position, looking around. She grimaced, shaking her head. Weird. She had goosebumps and had no idea why. Maybe it was teh slight chill in the room. Though they were keeping the inn rooms decently warm despite the slight biting cold outside. She rubbed her hands over her face and sighed. "Maybe it's just me..." Though she had never really had much of a problem before with feeling uneasy for no reason. When she did, there was usually a reason. That was why it bugged her so much. There had to be a reason, she just couldn't find out what it was. Choke me in the shallow water before I get too deep.
What I am is what I am.
Are you what you are, or what?
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Dangerous Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 11:04 am
☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆---------------------Ϯsuҡuy☾☽mi☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆Blood Red on White Moon The room was certainly chilled, but what might stir Yue into realization is that when she woke up, and there was nothing before here, there was an anomaly. You know those puzzles in children's books, how it compares two pictures of the same room, and one has to point out the inconsistencies? There was an inconsistency in this room indeed, and how long would it take her to find out? The ceiling was the same. The floor was the same. Her resting spot was fine, and the room itself was for the most part unchanged. But what was that? The window was open. A chilly wind blew in through the window, and the strange thing was, it was closed when she arrived. And the door was still closed, and hadn't been opened since she came in. It means that either something came in the window from outside..or the window opened itself. Either way, not a good conclusion to come to.
As the girl awakened, in a far corner of the room, two pinprick red and gold eyes watched her every move. The figure was shadowed over, hidden from the light. The light was a bad place to be for a creature like her. Not because it hurt her, but because the shadows toyed with the human mind so well. Tsukuyomi gazed at her prey, her pretty teeth bared in a predatory grin, while those inhuman eyes of hers focused where they wanted to be. On Yue's slowly waking body, drinking in every part of her. In those shadows, she could keep herself hidden well.
Idly, Tsukuyomi fingered a talisman on her person. Her Onmyodo wasn't quite as strong as some, but she had enough skill in talisman magic that she could not only create a double of herself that had at least 25% of her total combat potential, but also use talisman magic on a journeyman level, and create fairly strong shikigami. She was no slouch in magic, but she preferred her blade. Still, if she had to create some demons to throw others off the scent she would. She preferred Metal as her element of choice; it was so perfect for what she enjoyed inflicting. The owling Tsukuyomi fingered two talismans, and with a flick of her wrist, slid one under Yue's sleeping area silently, while the other, she stuck above the door. All part of the plan. Can't spell Slaughter without Laughter.
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 11:21 am
I'm not aware of too many things
I know what I know, if you know what I mean.
Philosophy is a walk on the slippery rocks,
Religion is a light in the fog. Yue Ayase ~ "One who does not know love will eternally be unable to gain true strength." Yue wanted to put it off as merely a figment of her tired imagination. After all, exhaustion could do strange things to one's mentality.
Well, she wanted to, but the chill she still felt in the room told her otherwise. She looked up, and around. The window...she was just now catching the chill coming into the room now that she was slowly regaining her senses from waking up. Did I open that when I came in? She didn't think so...slowly, she got up, sliding off the bed and walked over to the window. Her hands carefully gripped the edges of the window, as she looked outside. Finally, she pulled down, the window sliding easily back down, as she shut it sealed, flipping a little lock on the window.
Well if I didn't open it, how did it open? It surely can't open itself in any way, not with that lock on it... She frowned. More reason to feel worried. her head wasn't wrapping around anything going on around her lately. And all because the only possible explanation for it all was that she was literally being followed. What a paranoid thought, but it was the only thing that made sense. That didn't help much though. Who could possibly be interested enough in following her? And if it was true, why were they doing it? Were they dangerous? Were they just being weird? Was it a friend trying to mess with her?
Rubbing the back of her head as she pondered it, she walked over to her bag and opened it, pulling out a juice. Forget it. She couldn't go back to sleep now. She felt too on edge, though she wasn't trying to show it externally. Choke me in the shallow water before I get too deep.
What I am is what I am.
Are you what you are, or what?
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Dangerous Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 11:53 am
☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆---------------------Ϯsuҡuy☾☽mi☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆Blood Red on White Moon Tsukuyomi blinked twice, briefly. Her real self was engaged in combat, it would seem. So there would be no extra power granted. She was stuck on her own. That was fine, even in this state, she was plenty powerful. She was still breathing hard, and doing her best to cover it up. She was just too excited. To her, this was one of the ultimate highs. So she was up now, and not returning to sleep. That was good. Slowly, Tsukuyomi crept in the shadows, making sure her footfalls were silent. She kept to the wall, kept to the darkness. Ever so gently, she crept up behind Yue where she was. She stood there, eyes glowing faintly in the dark, as she loomed over the slight girl like some demonic beast. Though Tsukuyomi couldn't have been much bigger than Yue was, her presence was heavy. She loomed there, her body giving off a sickly feeling and a faint warmth in the chill. Yet she gave off her own chill; the chill of death. She knew Yue would sense her. She wasn't bothering to hide her 'presence' anymore. Now, that might attract other attention, but she'd prepared for that, too.
She let her ki slither outward, to tenderly wrap around the girl. While it didn't have a physical manifestation, it would probably feel like being surrounded by snakes crawling all over one's skin. The same way one would feel if they had bugs or other vermin crawling all over them. That sensation that made you afraid to look down when you felt something brush against your skin, because you know what you'd see, but you don't want to see it. More and more it felt like Yue was being pulled 'away' from reality, and into this haze of quiet. It was like the room was moving further and further away from reality, and she was being yanked back inch by inch into a hopeless, cold unfeeling void. While that wasn't the case, it is what it would feel like. Tsukuyomi's hateful, murderous ki energy would be like turning everything monochrome and cold, while only her glittering eyes and yue's body would remain in color. That's the type of distance from reality her power would create.
She wasn't bothering to hide her bloodlust anymore. She let it sing like a bloody angel. She let it shine like a beacon. Let them come. This was just more of the breaking process. She knew she wouldn't kill Yue, oh no. But it was time to want to kill Yue. Want it more than anything, want it so much, so much! It was that desire she gave off, creating that time-warped sense of awareness. And Tsukuyomi's blade rose upward, arched at an angle away from the girl, and if she were to bring it down, it would be on a trajectory meant to kill. All while in her own head, the crazed Tsukuyomi was screaming..
Turn around, little Yue-chan! Turn around and get out of the way, turn around and gaze on the eyes that will burn into your soul from this day forth! Turn around, or else you'll die, and my fun will be over!
Though, she was no telepath. But she hoped the idea would be conveyed, even as a faint breeze was felt as she moved, and the tiniest of sounds as her foot made a faint 'thump' on the floor while she shifted her stance. Can't spell Slaughter without Laughter.
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 12:40 pm
I'm not aware of too many things
I know what I know, if you know what I mean.
Philosophy is a walk on the slippery rocks,
Religion is a light in the fog. Yue Ayase ~ "One who does not know love will eternally be unable to gain true strength." Yue blinked as she looked at the box in her hands. Eh, she really didn't want this right now. Mostly because of the hair standing up on the back of her neck. The paranoia grew even stronger. More so than it felt at Osaka Castle, and on the way here. It was undoubtedly there now.
She put the box back in her bag as her hand unconsciously raised to her other arm, rubbing it a bit. The goosebumps weren't going away. She pretty much looked down at her arms. Why was she looking there? There wasn't anything there. No, there wasn't. Not there anyway. But elsewhere in the room. Whatever was stalking her wasn't hiding it well anymore. She had a faintly familiar sense of unease that she wasn't sure where came from.
Suddenly she wished more than anything Haruna was here already. If she had been annoyed by her presence the entire time since that nurse's office incident with Saru, she now desperately wished she was here now, instead of being alone in here. Well...thinking she was alone.
Wait, alone...the ground. From the faint lights in some parts of the room, the shadow next to her wasn't a normal one she could recognize. She held her breath, staring at the shadow, as it...moved. Moved with the sound of something on the floor behind her. Right behind her. Don't...panic. That isn't going to help. Turn, and just...react. She told herself. It was like she was prepping herself for something. She lowered both her hands to the bag in front of her and was still for a moment.
Just do it! She frowned and turned on the spot. Her eyes widened a bit at the sight of a girl. Holding up a sword. And those eyes...letting out an involuntary curse in her head, she swiped a book from her bag and threw it at Tsukuyomi's head, at the same time immediately shifting her weight and scrambling onto her feet to run to the door, hoping to get out of the room entirely, at the moment not noticing the charm above the door. Choke me in the shallow water before I get too deep.
What I am is what I am.
Are you what you are, or what?
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Dangerous Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 12:59 pm
☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆---------------------Ϯsuҡuy☾☽mi☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆Blood Red on White Moon Tsukuyomi was feeling elation as the girl not only didn't scream when she stared into her eyes, but she even threw something at her, and had the presence to get up out of the way! Ah, how lovely! But Yue might see, out of the corner of her eye, that she made the correct choice. The blade came across in a flash of silver in the moonlight coming in through the window. For a moment, it seemed like nothing happened. In fact, the book even struck the shadowy figure with the glowing eyes. But then it split in half as it did. A second later, so did Yue's juice cup that got left behind. Right across the middle, with liquid oozing everywhere as it slid down. And that would have been Yue's head. That was a sobering thought for anyone.
As Yue ran to the door, the talisman flashed, and sharp blades came up from the ground, and down from the door frame, sealing the door off and splintering it apart. It had been meant as a trap to kill the first person trying to break in, but when approached form the inside side, it acted as a block. Ah well. No blood today, which was a disappointment. As Tsukuyomi moved towards Yue, she moved slowly, her body rocking from side to side. Kind of like watching a zombie after your brains. She was doing it on purpose. She could just flash step over, but she wanted to freak the girl out. And nothing was more of a pants-wetting freak out than watching something with glowing eyes and a sword hunch forward and shamble towards you on shuffling feet. Then, it got worse. She spoke.
"Yue..my Yue..so strong. So fragile. Come to me. I want you. Come to me and I'll teach you so much. I'll teach you how to scream. I'll teach you how to bleed, how to cry, how to wail in suffering for me. I need you, Yue.. heart "
It was official. This broad was insane. It was definitely female. It had female curves, and a feminine form, and the voice reinforced it. But it was nobody from Yue's school. This, whatever she was, was the real deal. Maybe it was an Onryo; one of those vengeful spirits that haunted locations and killed people, like in the Grudge. Those eyes certainly qualified her for evil spirit status. But that sword was surprisingly real. And there was only one way for Yue to go. Past her. There was only one avenue of escape now. The window. But would it be possible to get past this thing and get there? That was the question at hand.
"Ah, Yue-chan..I'm all excited..don't disappoint me, Yue-chan..show me your strength again..resist me, fight me..I want to feel you struggle on my hook! Show me that you're human! Show me that you're alive! I want you to show me you love your life, and will fight to keep it, don't let me take it away. Fight me!" Can't spell Slaughter without Laughter.
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 1:18 pm
I'm not aware of too many things
I know what I know, if you know what I mean.
Philosophy is a walk on the slippery rocks,
Religion is a light in the fog. Yue Ayase ~ "One who does not know love will eternally be unable to gain true strength." Yue suddenly stepped back quickly as soon as she saw teh flash, finding her escape barred by blades. What was going on here!? she turned her head, knowing it a bad idea to not be keeping an eye on the one trying to...well, cut her. She turned her back to the barrier, grimacing. What was this thing? Female, yes, but it sort of moved like one of those undead creatures from a horror movie.
Then she heard her speak. Oh, yeah, that really made her want to go to this 'girl.' She felt like she was in said horror movie now. "As appealing as that s-sounds, I'm going to have to decline." She said. Damn. Her head told her the only way out was that window. Guess what was between her and there?
D-damn... She bit her bottom lip, trying to think despite the girl speaking once again, reassuring to Yue that she was definitely dangerous. She grimaced again, the only methods of getting past this were all dangerous in their own way. No matter what her head came up with, there was no avoiding putting herself in more danger than she was in already. "O-okay, fine. You want me to show you? Come get me." She taunted, doing what she would normally perceive as incredibly stupid, and literally trying to invite a strike. Choke me in the shallow water before I get too deep.
What I am is what I am.
Are you what you are, or what?
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 1:37 pm
☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆---------------------Ϯsuҡuy☾☽mi☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆Blood Red on White Moon They say that those with ki, or magic, or at least some extra-sensory perception are able to detect or feel the intent of others. Obviously, Yue was able to detect the intent this..whatever she was had enough that she'd felt her all this time. But what came next was something that no one could expect. Time stood still. And then the crazed beast was right up on her. She was..pretty. The problem was, that Yue would feel absolutely paralyzed without any logical reason why. Her limbs wouldn't move. Her eyes would be transfixed on the girl's own eyes, those inhuman things shining in her skull. And then she kissed her. The one talking about cutting and bleeding kissed her. A real kiss, too, none of that chaste, gentle nonsense. And then the pain came. The searing pain in Yue's gut, as her off-hand swordarm had come up, with a smaller blade, and stabbed her, right in the abdomen. But it didn't stop there. The blade came up hard, and split Yue open in the middle.
It was surreal, in a way. A splatter of blood hit the floor from the sudden action of severed veins inside. The most horrific part was that she had cut her enough so that it would shear skin and bone but leave her organs intact. She'd opened her up to the air, and not only that, twisted the blade, letting more of her lifeblood fly in a spray across the floor and walls. And the look on her face was one of elation, even excitement. She was turned on by what she was doing. And now Yue was going to die. And not quickly either. The look in her eyes said she was going to do things with her body that no normal being would even think of, and all of it was going to leave a bloody, gory mess on the inn floor and walls, and even ceiling. And all that was there was that gut-wrenching, searing pain and that feeling she was tiny, and alone, and going to die in obscurity, her friends walking in on her body in such a state that they'd put it in the back of their minds just to avoid the shock from the sight itself.
And then everything was back to normal again. The girl..? Was still where she was, hunched over, gazing right at Yue's eyes. If Yue were to put her hands to where the wound was, she was fine. Untouched. No blood anywhere in the inn. Then it might hit her, in the back of her mind. What she just saw? What she just felt? That was just a projection of that monster's own desire. Just her bloodlust alone made Yue feel like she'd been gutted, and killed. What kind of monster was this? No human was capable of that, no matter how human it looked! And as if sensing it, she giggled, and drug her tongue along her longer sword, the look in her eyes hazy.
"Yue-chan..I can't take it..you're so strong, so brave! Come at me, Yue-chan, come satisfy me..if you can't satisfy me, who knows what will happen to all those little puppets you call 'friend'..like that quiet one you were hanging around. I bet she'd scream so nice, if I cut her a little. Would you like that? You could watch, I bet she'd love you to..she seems to like you.."
So she really was sicker than her first impression gave. That was a plus to know. This girl made serial killers look like girl scouts. Can't spell Slaughter without Laughter.
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 2:03 pm
I'm not aware of too many things
I know what I know, if you know what I mean.
Philosophy is a walk on the slippery rocks,
Religion is a light in the fog. Yue Ayase ~ "One who does not know love will eternally be unable to gain true strength." Yue wasn't really sure what happened there. She just knew her plans weren't going to work right, not with the lack of predictability in...whatever this was facing her. More than anyone she wished she wasn't stuck here alone. Saru, Cirus, anybody who could help her...
Her rational head was momentarily completely shattered the minute she felt as if the deadly girl was then kissing her, Yue struggling to push her back off. It wasn't to much avail before a pain shot through her whole body, concentrated mostly around her abdomen. The ordeal felt incredibly real, as Tsukuyomi seemed to slice into her. Worse off the look on this girl's face seeing Yue this way, not only sent fear through the blue haired girl's mind, but a wave of other creeping emotions, none of them good.
When it all seemed to fade from her imagination and she blinked, everything was back to normal. What just happened? Yue's hand rested on her abdomen, no wound there. But her hand was shaking, making it more difficult to try and hide just how much she wanted to get out of here, right now.
But no doubt if she gets her hands on me... She shook her head slightly, dismissing the thought for the sake of her own calm. She sweatdropped at the next statements. She felt a faint anger at her friends being threatened as Tsukuyomi spoke of Nodoka. She couldn't be human in any way. Not even the sickest news report killer was this messed in the head. She was trying hard to come up with some way around her. She didn't have a lot of time, she knew that much. There was no chance this girl was just going to stand there idle for very long and just talk.
And so like that, she just moved. One would be surprised, the physical ability of such a small girl who was mostly just found lazily reading books. But the exploration club didn't just let you in unless you could really keep up, and especially not for as long as Yue and the others had been in it. You're stupid for trying, but it's better than nothing! She wasn't going to just let herself get killed without a struggle. That was for sure. She looked like she was running at the girl, before she suddenly veered off path. Her shoe landed on the bed as she shifted the weight of her small body to jump onto the bed still running and go around Tsukuyomi as fast as she could force herself to run, jumping off the other side and immediately moving her fingers to try and unlock the window and open it. Damn! She just had to lock it first! Choke me in the shallow water before I get too deep.
What I am is what I am.
Are you what you are, or what?
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Dangerous Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 2:19 pm
☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆---------------------Ϯsuҡuy☾☽mi☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆Blood Red on White Moon The girl ran right at her. Wonderful! Simply wonderful! She ran headlong into danger. But she wasn't going to intercept her directly. That would be no fun. Tsukuyomi placed herself into a stance, with a grin. She watched, then flicked her eyes to follow Yue's movements. False movement direction, good! She had the rudimentary basics down, at least. Oh dear. The sleeping area she'd put the talisman on? She'd leapt on it? Perfect! She'd put the talisman there as a trap to scare Yue, and it might increase her sense of urgency. The metal element talisman went off, and sharp spikes shot upwards. They were meant to veer mostly around her body, mind you, and only graze her, making little slashes. Nothing more than papercuts, honestly, and some clothes tearing. It was mostly for Tsukuyomi's twisted sense of enjoyement.
She watched as she went to the window. Let her run..hm, alright! Even better. Time to scare her more. The blade was shifted, and she adjusted her stance. If Yue had never seen this technique, she might assume that Tsukuyomi missed her when the attack struck. If she did, so much the better. She wanted Yue to think she was just some kind of monster or something. Maybe if she thought she was all bloodlust and no smart, like most horror villains, she would catch an opportunity. But part of the reason she wanted Yue is because she was smarter than that. She'd see. Her blade swung at the distance.
"Zankūsen Ni-no-Tachi."
The sharp slash of air split around Yue, only to shatter the window and cut parts of the wall away. She'd not only been given her escape route, but more leeway. There was some broken glass, but she should be able to climb through it without too much injury or hazard. The glass had practically been powdered by that crazy attack.
"Yue-chan.. heart I'm going to count to five. After that, I'm going to give chase. One..Two.." Can't spell Slaughter without Laughter.
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 2:35 pm
I'm not aware of too many things
I know what I know, if you know what I mean.
Philosophy is a walk on the slippery rocks,
Religion is a light in the fog. Yue Ayase ~ "One who does not know love will eternally be unable to gain true strength." Yue winced a bit as the cuts that those spikes on the bed were finally registering. She'd been too focused on the window as her destination to completely take in anything that happened to her on the way there. They weren't much, but they still stung. The chill of the outside air didn't even bother her anymore when she did unlock the window and feel the seal of the window give a bit. Yue heard Tsukuyomi's voice and turned her head just enough to see what was going on.
She gasped and shut her eyes, keeping her head low as the attack didn't hit her, she felt that much, but all around her. She felt the window shatter close to her, though the damage of the glass itself showed how much power was put behind that attack. She didn't give it a second thought before she quickly hoisted herself through the hole where teh window once was and threw herself into the colder night air, the last things she heard from the room being teh countdown the girl had started. Now she felt like the prey in some royal hunt.
[Osaka Inn Lobby, Hallways (However now Outside in back area)]Choke me in the shallow water before I get too deep.
What I am is what I am.
Are you what you are, or what?
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Dangerous Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Sep 11, 2011 2:43 pm
☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆---------------------Ϯsuҡuy☾☽mi☆═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═☆Blood Red on White Moon She actually didn't finish counting once Yue had escaped. Well, escaped might be a bit of a strong word. Tsukuyomi had let her go with a light scratching. The funny part about all this? The psychotic moon-child didn't even consider chasing Yue at all. She would be chasing her, but not physically. As the frightened child ran outside into the cold night air, she would keep running. Tsukuyomi had put a fear into her that she could never dispel. At least not in the short time she'd be away. She'd be looking over her shoulder constantly, afraid to sleep at night, and scared she'd get cut up when nobody was around. She'd huddle close to her friends, always scared. Or that's what she'd hoped. Then again, she'd chosen her because she had a great inner strength. She might even try to push a confrontation at some point. But it wouldn't come. And she'd grow impatient, and impatient people make mistakes.
Or she could be wrong on both counts. Perhaps Yue would be great prey indeed. Perhaps she would set up traps, or perhaps she would find ways to try to hunt Tsukuyomi in return. That would be glorious. The thought was giving her goosebumps. Actually, she decided. She would give chase. But slowly. She'd just use a fraction of her speed. Yue-chan seemed to have good running skills. She'd put them to the test. She'd keep herself at a human level, but use all of her skills. That seemed fair. At least to her. And out the window she leapt.
[Osaka Inn Lobby, Hallways (Outside in back area)]
Can't spell Slaughter without Laughter.
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