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Don't Touch My Wig! [Solo Mission]
Oct 13, 2019 18:23:30 GMT
edited on Nov 17, 2019 22:53:36 GMT by Kiyomi Tenma
MISSION NAME: Don't Touch My Wig! [break] CLIENT: Mob Boss [break] CHARACTERS: Kiyomi Tenma [break] MISSION BRIEFING: There's some self proclaimed hero who just showed up out of the blue and he's been messing up my plans! This guy uses holder magic, a purple wig, that he can use for some dramatic displays of power. Someone snatch that damned wig off and burn it to a crisp, we're tired of our plans being thwarted by those tendrils of violet justice! [break][break] [newclass=".eblock"]width:400px; min-height:200px; border-bottom:10px solid #000; background-image:url('http://68.media.tumblr.com/6fd6e5cff5455baf4c01abc4d6107c53/tumblr_inline_mlky7zBQL11r53miq.png');}.etop { background-color:#000; width:400px; height:75px;}.etop2 { background-image:url('https://i.postimg.cc/PqDj75bv/rsz-1dbc0934b48f0d3f64de714a6509b3667.jpg'); width:100px; height:75px; background-position-y:-5px; position:absolute; margin:0 0 0 300px; border-left:1px solid #fff; clip-path: polygon(45% 0%, 100% 0%, 100% 100%, 0% 100%, 0% 30%, 0% 0%, 0% 100%);}.etop3 { background-image:url('https://i.postimg.cc/PqDj75bv/rsz-1dbc0934b48f0d3f64de714a6509b3667.jpg'); width:100px; height:75px; background-position-y:-5px; position:absolute; filter:grayscale(100) invert(10%); margin:0 0 0 242px; border-left:1px solid #fff; clip-path: polygon(45% 0%, 100% 0%, 55% 100%, 0% 100%, 0% 30%, 0% 0%, 0% 100%);}.etop4 { color:#fff; position:absolute; margin:20px 0 0 45px; font:20px 'Oswald'; text-transform:lowercase; -webkit-transition: ease 0.7s; -ms-transition: ease 0.7s; -moz-transition: ease 0.7s; -o-transition: ease 0.7s; transition: ease 0.7s;}.econtent { padding:25px; width:300px; font:10px arial; line-height: 150%; text-align:justify; background-color:#fff; color:#303030;}.enotes { width:300px; height:13px; line-height:50px; font:13px 'Oswald'; color:#fff; position:absolute; text-align:left; opacity:0; margin:26px 0 0 0px; -webkit-transition: ease 0.7s; -ms-transition: ease 0.7s; -moz-transition: ease 0.7s; -o-transition: ease 0.7s; transition: ease 0.7s;}.enotes a { font:13px 'Oswald'; color:#fff;}.etop:hover .enotes{ opacity:1; margin:26px 0 0 45px;}.etop:hover .etop4{ opacity:0; margin:20px 0 0 80px;[/newclass][nospaces] [googlefont=Oswald] [attr="class","eblock"] [attr="class","etop"] [attr="class","etop2"] [attr="class","etop3"] [attr="class","etop4"]bad to the bone — [attr="class","econtent"]Kiyomi was used to taking some pretty strange hits in the name of villainy, but this was the first time she'd been tasked with fighting a wig manipulator. The magic already sounded pretty odd, but it was also pretty vague given hair magic had a tendency to be pretty unpredictable. Sure it wasn't the most powerful but it was tricky and had a shit ton of variants, all things she would have to be on the watch for when the going got tough.
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Walking now, a black trench coat over her white business suit and heels, Kiyomi was indistinguishable from any other citizen of the shabby town. It's buildings crafted from remnants of what formally stood, similar to Shale town in it's makeshift material layout. The only difference being the amount of trees and long vines intertwining with the architecture, a literal urban jungle.
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Hellpyre was strapped firmly to her back underneath her cloak, with her entire upper body hidden under the flowing black material. Gracing each step with the whipping and lashing of the garb until she managed to step in a puddle of mud, groaning aloud at the brown guck covering her white heels. She knew it wasn't practical footwear but that wasn't going to stop her from looking stunning on a kill.
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Pausing in her stroll and glaring at her foot, lifting it while shaking it wildly she rolled her eyes behind black shades. "Well, there goes my good mood." A healthy helping of sarcasm before looking around to the near empty streets, the sun dancing in the sky but hardly any citizens taking the invitation. Albeit it not many people lived here with crime being so prevalent but there was still plenty of them... maybe all the criminals were hiding from the wig whipper or whatever they were going by.
Post 1. WC: 304 TC: 304
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Don't Touch My Wig! [Solo Mission]
Oct 16, 2019 20:06:51 GMT
edited on Nov 17, 2019 22:55:13 GMT by Kiyomi Tenma
[break][break] [newclass=".eblock"]width:400px; min-height:200px; border-bottom:10px solid #000; background-image:url('http://68.media.tumblr.com/6fd6e5cff5455baf4c01abc4d6107c53/tumblr_inline_mlky7zBQL11r53miq.png');}.etop { background-color:#000; width:400px; height:75px;}.etop2 { background-image:url('https://i.postimg.cc/PqDj75bv/rsz-1dbc0934b48f0d3f64de714a6509b3667.jpg'); width:100px; height:75px; background-position-y:-5px; position:absolute; margin:0 0 0 300px; border-left:1px solid #fff; clip-path: polygon(45% 0%, 100% 0%, 100% 100%, 0% 100%, 0% 30%, 0% 0%, 0% 100%);}.etop3 { background-image:url('https://i.postimg.cc/PqDj75bv/rsz-1dbc0934b48f0d3f64de714a6509b3667.jpg'); width:100px; height:75px; background-position-y:-5px; position:absolute; filter:grayscale(100) invert(10%); margin:0 0 0 242px; border-left:1px solid #fff; clip-path: polygon(45% 0%, 100% 0%, 55% 100%, 0% 100%, 0% 30%, 0% 0%, 0% 100%);}.etop4 { color:#fff; position:absolute; margin:20px 0 0 45px; font:20px 'Oswald'; text-transform:lowercase; -webkit-transition: ease 0.7s; -ms-transition: ease 0.7s; -moz-transition: ease 0.7s; -o-transition: ease 0.7s; transition: ease 0.7s;}.econtent { padding:25px; width:300px; font:10px arial; line-height: 150%; text-align:justify; background-color:#fff; color:#303030;}.enotes { width:300px; height:13px; line-height:50px; font:13px 'Oswald'; color:#fff; position:absolute; text-align:left; opacity:0; margin:26px 0 0 0px; -webkit-transition: ease 0.7s; -ms-transition: ease 0.7s; -moz-transition: ease 0.7s; -o-transition: ease 0.7s; transition: ease 0.7s;}.enotes a { font:13px 'Oswald'; color:#fff;}.etop:hover .enotes{ opacity:1; margin:26px 0 0 45px;}.etop:hover .etop4{ opacity:0; margin:20px 0 0 80px;[/newclass][nospaces] [googlefont=Oswald] [attr="class","eblock"] [attr="class","etop"] [attr="class","etop2"] [attr="class","etop3"] [attr="class","etop4"]bad to the bone — [attr="class","econtent"]Patter
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The sounds of her shoes echoed a bit louder through the streets now as the white clad mercenary sighed and stood in place once more. A rainbow leaning haphazardly in the skies of the forgetful city, some time had passed now since she'd arrived and she still hadn't spotted that purple wig wearer. Maybe they needed a crime to stop?
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Smirking as her conscience didn't take presence at the thought she had, Kiyomi's left hand reached up slowly to grip the bit of fabric pressing the cloak to her chest. A split second later and a bright orange flame danced over the material, turning it to a storm of ash and embers. Nothing compared to what it once was, but revealed to have been masking something much more eye appealing.
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Kiyomi's left hand now lay outstretched as her palms danced with that same pumpkin colored flame. An warbling orb of heat and light, birthing thin streams of light grey smoke; slithering to the skies. A second later and the demoness was lashing her hand forward to send a ball of fire crashing into the side of one of buildings. If this mage claimed to be a hero she would gladly show him why he should have picked a different line of work.
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Several more balls of flame would soar through the air and set that small structure ablaze, sending it's inhabitants running for their lives and screaming their heads off. Hazel eyes watching thirstily to see who the flames would feast upon before the sound of another person faded into her focus. She'd only caught the "--Now surrender fiend, or you shall face--" portion of the speech before shifting her vision onto him.
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"Like a lamb to the slaughter, a moth to flame. Your journey ends here, 'hero'" She mocked while stepping forward to get a better look at him.
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Don't Touch My Wig! [Solo Mission]
Oct 16, 2019 20:34:26 GMT
edited on Nov 17, 2019 22:58:05 GMT by Kiyomi Tenma
[break][break] [newclass=".eblock"]width:400px; min-height:200px; border-bottom:10px solid #000; background-image:url('http://68.media.tumblr.com/6fd6e5cff5455baf4c01abc4d6107c53/tumblr_inline_mlky7zBQL11r53miq.png');}.etop { background-color:#000; width:400px; height:75px;}.etop2 { background-image:url('https://i.postimg.cc/PqDj75bv/rsz-1dbc0934b48f0d3f64de714a6509b3667.jpg'); width:100px; height:75px; background-position-y:-5px; position:absolute; margin:0 0 0 300px; border-left:1px solid #fff; clip-path: polygon(45% 0%, 100% 0%, 100% 100%, 0% 100%, 0% 30%, 0% 0%, 0% 100%);}.etop3 { background-image:url('https://i.postimg.cc/PqDj75bv/rsz-1dbc0934b48f0d3f64de714a6509b3667.jpg'); width:100px; height:75px; background-position-y:-5px; position:absolute; filter:grayscale(100) invert(10%); margin:0 0 0 242px; border-left:1px solid #fff; clip-path: polygon(45% 0%, 100% 0%, 55% 100%, 0% 100%, 0% 30%, 0% 0%, 0% 100%);}.etop4 { color:#fff; position:absolute; margin:20px 0 0 45px; font:20px 'Oswald'; text-transform:lowercase; -webkit-transition: ease 0.7s; -ms-transition: ease 0.7s; -moz-transition: ease 0.7s; -o-transition: ease 0.7s; transition: ease 0.7s;}.econtent { padding:25px; width:300px; font:10px arial; line-height: 150%; text-align:justify; background-color:#fff; color:#303030;}.enotes { width:300px; height:13px; line-height:50px; font:13px 'Oswald'; color:#fff; position:absolute; text-align:left; opacity:0; margin:26px 0 0 0px; -webkit-transition: ease 0.7s; -ms-transition: ease 0.7s; -moz-transition: ease 0.7s; -o-transition: ease 0.7s; transition: ease 0.7s;}.enotes a { font:13px 'Oswald'; color:#fff;}.etop:hover .enotes{ opacity:1; margin:26px 0 0 45px;}.etop:hover .etop4{ opacity:0; margin:20px 0 0 80px;[/newclass][nospaces] [googlefont=Oswald] [attr="class","eblock"] [attr="class","etop"] [attr="class","etop2"] [attr="class","etop3"] [attr="class","etop4"]bad to the bone — [attr="class","econtent"] He was nothing impressive, like a walking skeleton with nimble features and sharp angles to his face, Hair hidden under the long purple wing he wore, it's length dragging on the floor behind him as he struck what appeared to be a pose. Akin to one you might find on a statue or in some sort of graphic novel, but he wouldn't find amusement in her eyes. Instead she merely looked him up and down with an observant gaze.
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Kiyomi could tell he relied solely on his magic to do any sort of lasting damage, no weapons as he was wearing a skintight black bodysuit. Though on him it wasn't flattering. Purple dots scattered around the fabric and his eyes protected by a pair of yellow goggles, a ridiculous sight indeed.
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"Finally, someone who appears to be a sure fit for my nemesis. I'll call you 'The Ivory Dragon', because of the all white get up... and the fire..." The man rambled. It irked her.
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"I have no interest in playing good guy, bad guy with you..."
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"Or maybe i'll call youuuu the 'Milk White Firestorm'!"
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Kiyomi's hand flew forward now, unleashing a missile of red hot flame, her face clearly expressing irritation. A tint of red hugging her brow and nose. Naturally he'd managed to dodge her attack and even laughed it off, much to her own chagrin.
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"Enough of your prattle, and don't ever interrupt me again. I'm here to complete my contract and unfortunately for you that means you won't be leaving in one piece." Kiyomi lifted her sword from it's holster and gripped it firmly in front of herself, driving the point home to the opposing mage. Instead of a stupid joke the string bean actually took a more defensive stance, seeing the determination in her eyes.
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At the drop of a dime the now silent area they'd made their battlefield, with just the crackling sound of fire in the background, would be filled with the cacophony of conflict.
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Don't Touch My Wig! [Solo Mission]
Oct 25, 2019 17:45:23 GMT
edited on Nov 17, 2019 22:59:11 GMT by Kiyomi Tenma
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Leaping high into the air, she would begin running toward her target his hair coming back at her now in a downward whipping that cracked the pavement where she once stood. The demon's lithe frame tilting to the side to avoid the hit and retaliating with her blade, lopping off a portion of the purple hair to the mans annoyance.
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"I don't remember asking for a trimming!"
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He yelled out, Kiyomi rolling her eyes a bit at his antics. Was this guy seriously keeping pace with her when he was clearly incapable of standard human interaction? The slayer of the Queen Cerberus! She didn't have to take this shit from him, he could never compete with someone of her stature.
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"You've got worse than that coming."
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Kiyomi hinted, the red blade lashing several times to chop through the tendrils of purple hair that were crashing around her. The wig whipper moving the strands like the arms of a squid to attempt crushing and lashing her to ribbons, but he would have to do much better than that. For now he faced a true demon.
Post 4. WC: 246 TC: 1196 |
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Still she found her cloak torn and the left side of her white suit slowly filling with leaking crimson. How entirely rude of him, these outfits of hers weren't cheap and were worth far more than his own life, but now she was leaping to the side. Avoiding the spot she'd been in and sending off two waves of fire to force the polka dot pummel-er to use his hair as a grappling hook. Purple stabbing into a building and holding him above the ground to bypass her fire.
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"You gotta do better than that, Milk White Dragon"
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He mused and she dashed toward him, using a stream of flames from her hand to force him to move from his advantageous position above her. Like an octopus standing upright his hair allowed him to run along the wall and attempt to crush her entire frame, his hair forming an orb around him while he spun. Coming crashing to the earth only for her blade and strength to keep him from demolishing her.
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"How absolutely," She groaned out, bringing her sword closer to herself before lashing it forward to push the hair orb away from her and into a distant structure. Splatting him along it's surface in a pile of untamed hair and irritation. "Annoying!"
Post 5. WC: 317 TC: 1513 |
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Maybe it was the wind stinging it or the fact that it was so fresh and she still was forced to fight through it, but it stung. If not for her demonic healing factor she might of ended up bleeding out after an hour or two without medical attention, but this was nothing. Merely a consequence of the job and one she wasn't entirely worried about.
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"Wow, you're keeping up nicely. Let's see what else you got."
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He was clearly taunting her, trying to throw her off her game, and admittedly it had worked a bit earlier but now she was focused. Her arrogance wouldn't be getting in the way this time and instead it would fuel her to try her best to scalp him and run her blade through his torso; simply watching the life drain from his eyes. How she longed for such a display.
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"What's the matter? Why so silent? Are you mad at me?"
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Kiyomi simply stared, sword clenched in her hand tightly until her knuckles were white and waiting for him to make a move. Now with a plan running through her mind and eager to put it into motion, she would first immobilize him; weaken him and then she would kill him, brutally, there was no other option at this point.
Post 6. WC: 306 TC: 1819 |
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Don't Touch My Wig! [Solo Mission]
Nov 18, 2019 2:37:53 GMT
edited on Nov 18, 2019 2:40:28 GMT by Kiyomi Tenma
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"Guess it's my move then" He stated, stretching a bit before returning to his hunched position, waiting to attack. Kiyomi's face still as calm as ever, her eyes fixed on the purple wig wearer with a look so cold it could make a snowman shiver. Not that he cared much as he was already lashing his hair toward her again, attempting another side swipe but this time she would react with expert finesse.
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She would leap similar to the first time she was attacked but this time her blade would channel her magic and when it made contact with the hair it's ends would freeze. A thick block of ice forming and weighing down the mans one weapon and pinning it to the ground where she would place her hand, locking the hair in place and beginning to move in on him. His once smiling face was now equipped with fear while trying to free his weapon.
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Her hand maintained contact with the violet locks until she was now a few feet from her target, the hair frozen to the earth and his attempt at running being futile. Throwing the sword forward, launched like one would do a spear, it found itself embedded into his left shoulder and pinning him to the wall behind him; naturally erecting a hollow scream from him.
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"You were always going to die..." She would place a hand on the hilt of the weapon and drive it deeper, pulling it back a bit and then moving into an even deeper position to keep him in place for good. the only way he was getting away was if he sacrificed his entire left arm. "But now, you die slowly."
Post 7. WC: 285 TC: 2104 |
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Don't Touch My Wig! [Solo Mission]
Nov 18, 2019 2:57:25 GMT
edited on Nov 18, 2019 2:57:52 GMT by Kiyomi Tenma
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The look of horror inspired by his inevitable death was something to revel in, she would start with his hair to give him just a taste of the pain he would endure. Hand upon his cranium she would push down so that wig was touching his scalp and then her hand would light ablaze with intense fire, melting the polyester blend to his skull before gripping the burnt hair. Peeling his hairline off his head with blood pouring from the now opened wound.
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Kiyomi's eyes more intense now as she lifted a knee up into the groin of the man, slamming hard enough with feel them rupture under her force. Another strike with her knee to the groin for good measure and his eyes were rolling back in pure agony, his pants stained will the fluid that kept his crown jewels afloat in their sacks. This was only the tip of the iceberg, he had evoked her wraith and now nothing would save him.
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A hand gently holding his head up to keep him awake before she was balling her fist and slamming it into his jaw. The first hit was hard, but compared to the others it was weak. Another punch, and another, and another, the fourth hit knocking five of his teeth to the pavement in a pool of blood.
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"What happened to that spirit you had? Make your insolent quips now. Crack your childish jokes now." Kiyomi teased, her fist now working on his ribs. One solid hit and she could feel them giving under the strength of the blow, her hand moving lower to bruise his abdomen and send blood flying from his mouth as he coughed in pain.
Post 8. WC: 284 TC: 2388 |
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"p-please--"
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An attempt at begging for his life, it would not appease the woman in question. Instead her hands would continue to assault him, throwing jabs and uppercuts into his soft mortal flesh until it was a darker purple than his outfit. A sick laughter coming from his lips as the buildings around them burned, showing the true nature of their battle and now the sounds of bone crunching and flesh slapping being the only thing he had to show for it.
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This was the fate of all who dared to stand against her. Who dared to rival her glory, who dared to EVER lay a finger on her. Nobody was safe her wraith, especially not pathetic heroes, and she would reiterate this point with another heavy fist into his already broken face. Most of his teeth were spilled onto the floor, his face was a deformed remnant of what it once was and she'd managed to tatted his clothing with the strength of her attacks.
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"I want you to know that you were never a match for me. You could never hope to stand against me."
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Another elbow to the face, a knee to the gut, a punch to break through his rips and for good measure a solid kick to the side of his knee. Sending the bone jutting through his legs and leaving him dangling by the blade in his shoulder, beaten and badly injured he still had a fairly slim chance of surviving through it all, and her mission was completed. But that wasn't going to stop her.
Post 9. WC: 264 TC: 2652 |
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Gripping her prey by the neck to lift him to his original placement, Kiyomi would stare into his swollen and bruised eyes. Her own gaze filled with malicious intent and a smirk on her features, while her left hand held him in place her right was reaching into his stomach; breaking through muscle and fat to reach under his rib cage. Broken pieces of bone loose inside of his skin and her hand making its way to gently grip his heart.
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Without any sign of warning her left hand was sending a current of lightning through him, his limbs shaking crazily despite being broken and damaged and his heart jumping rapidly in her palm. She could feel it's erratic nature, the blood boiling inside the life slipping from him, and only when the light began to leave his eyes did she finally pull the organ from his chest. Or better yet, through the hole she'd left agape in his stomach.
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Holding it up into his vision, the last sight he would ever see would be her squeezing the blood from inside the still beating heart down her throat. A true demon in every sense of the word, she sipped every drop until the red stream stopped and then she would allow it to fall to the ground. Slowly crushing it under her foot, her clean white heel now tainted with blood and viscera.
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Kiyomi signed as the mission was now over and the blood she drank had managed to help her wounds heal. Ripping the blade from his corpse, she would swing it once and char the remains of both his body and his wig now melting from the ice and engulfed in a hellish conflagration. Re-holstering her sword, now she would make her way to collections; another job well done.
Post 10. WC: 301 TC: 2953 |
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