~ The Outcasted II ~ The Return ~ RP

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Toro said:
Mika started to gag. She pluged her nose and followed Akemi.
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Akemi closed in on a rotting door, the scent coming from inside. Akemi kicked the door open, stepping inside.

(( As for what grade, I wish I could tell you, but I'm super paranoid about online stalkers, and if I told you, it would give away my age - and I don't want that. ))
 
((lol :) good to know you won't be abducted any time soon :) i understand. im the same way but a little less paranoid ))

Mika followed Akemi inside and had to lean up against the wall the stench was so strong. She stuck out her tounge and said, "Blah. This is disgusting." She looked around at the rotting walls and furniture with distaste
 
(( :3 I'm always super paranoid about stalkers in general, lawl. XD ))

(( For full effect of this post, listen to "Our Solemn Hour" while reading this post. I love rock music, lawl. ))

"Then if you can't handle it, leave." Akemi grilled, reaching out and brushing the wall with slender fingers, flakes of rotten wood and ash stripping away from the crumbling wall, evaporating in mid-fall. She was advancing to the next room, a look upon her face so revengeful, so evil, so malevolent that it cannot be described in words. Her features sharp and cold in the dying light, her eyes so rage-filled that you could practically see something snap inside of her. Even in her slow saunter, the sway of her walk remained, and the clacking of her boots was audible.
Akemi grit her teeth as something severed inside her, a memory of the past as she continued to look around. She had a thick twig trapped in her hands, and her grip tightened. The amount of force was so strong that her knuckles turned white, and the twig snapped instantly. Akemi's slender hand slipped to her wrist, hidden underneath the sleeve of her tailcoat. Her hand suddenly lashed out, and something flew from it, clanging onto the floor. Part of it shattered instantly, the sound like quiet glass, breaking when hitting a hard floor. Akemi's shoulders were hunched, her head hung, noticable even though her back was turned to the others. The item she'd thrown was a brass piece.
But when you looked closer, it was a small brass bracelet, with three different charms, one of a full moon, one a wolf, and one a musical note. The one shattered?
The moon; symboling Midnight.
 
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Mika decided maybe Akemi should do this alone and held back. Whatever was in there had a link to her past and Akemi exploded sometimes without warning.
 
Scar stalked into the building, sticking close to the walls. He tilted his head, hearing the sound of glass shattering. Walking silently into the room where Akemi was, his widening, then narrowing into a deadly, blood lust filled, burning gaze. He rubbed his necklace, hanging his head.
 
Akemi knew exactly where she was, and obviously knew it had something to do with Midnight, and that her last trace to Midnight had been destroyed through the burning of this building. She didn't bother moving, or to pick up the broken bracelet. It looked as if she didn't care that she'd shattered her brass charm. Fragmented memories of her and Midnight drowned her, blocked out the world and everything else. She remembered. Yes, even ever so cruel Akemi had good times at one point.
 
The memories became too much for Akemi. She staggered to one side, as she grew light-headed and her vision begun to fade, and the flashbacks kept coming - until she fell to the floor on her side, unconscious.

(( Brb. ))
 

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