~ The Outcasted II ~ The Return ~ RP

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(Scar was talking to Mika before he went to find Akemi.)

Scar had dozed off a bit on the bench, but jumped a bit when his cell phone vibrated in his pocket.

Cheyenne Felmindale

He snarled a curse, then answered the phone. "What do you want, Chey?" He snapped.

"Honey, is that anyway to talk to your girl?" A nervous, feminine voice answered.

"Don't call me that. We were through the night you turned me in."

"C'mon, Jo--"

"Don't you dare call me that!"

"But baby--"

"It's over Cheyenne! You never really cared about me! You only wanted the money that the law had over my head!" He thundered, then hung up on her without another word.
 
Akemi could be seen by Scar, the guy was with her again. She drew tighter and tighter circles around him, her eyes both evil and seductive. She would run a finger along his spine as she walked, sending a crackle across his skin. She was murmuring things as she walked, her voice low and tempting. She stopped, turning to face him. Her lips weren't far from his, and her hand was on the back of his head. It could be seen that she'd taken her gloves off, and her hands were covered in black lines, all flowing and connecting to make a dragon on her palm. She whispered something more to the guy, her lips almost against his. He gave a grin, putting his hands on her waist. Her hand on the back of his head tensed, crushing his membrane. He gave a collective gasp, moving his hands. Blood spurted from his skull as she let go of his skull, and he collapsed to the ground. Writhing in pain, Akemi pulled her handgun and shot all the people calling 911, then she took off.
 
Mika intercepted her a couple of alleys over and said, "Hey." like she wasn't talking to a mass murderer. She then began running side by side with her.
 
Meanwhile, Farrah lurked about the area Akemi and the rest happened to be, in search of their hospitality. She had requipped herself with a cheap backpack, filled with money, more pocket knifes, jerky, and a lighter. All of which were stolen.
 
Farrah had just so happened to be walking in the opposite direction of Scar as he sped away, past her. She paused and quickly shuffled to the side, barely avoiding him. She then turned off at an angle, watching him as he ran into the distance.
 

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