~ The Outcasted II ~ The Return ~ RP

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LittleLady98 said:
Scar watched as Akemi killed the guy, smirking. He then took off after her, keeping to the shadows. His hood fell back because of his speed, allowing his jaw length, inky black hair to blow in the wind, his face only hidden by his black, unmistakable mask.
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Sending dust flying from the heel of her stilettos, she turned on her heel and fired her handgun one more time, the bullet flying to lodge deep in the forehead of a young woman who was calling 911. Her hand moving to her pocket, she revealed a box of matches. She slid the packet open and plucked a random one off the top. Akemi struck it with ease, flinging it over her shoulder. The small flame grew and grew into a larger blaze, licking away at trees and smoldering grass. Instead of her usual running, she just walked forward as the flames rose higher and higher behind her. Akemi-sama was a tamer of flame, a friend of fire. It was notable that her gloves were still off, and her both hands were drenched in elegant black lines that extended to her palm, where a dragon's head rested in both her palms. Her hour-glass like shape figure was visible amongst the flames, and her tailcoat snapping on the thermals was also noticable. Her walk was again sauntering, the orange flames shining in bright contrast to her ashen skin and black hair - her appearance amongst the flames was nothing but pulchritudionous. (sp?)
 
singingchickenmomma said:
Sending dust flying from the heel of her stilettos, she turned on her heel and fired her handgun one more time, the bullet flying to lodge deep in the forehead of a young woman who was calling 911. Her hand moving to her pocket, she revealed a box of matches. She slid the packet open and plucked a random one off the top. Akemi struck it with ease, flinging it over her shoulder. The small flame grew and grew into a larger blaze, licking away at trees and smoldering grass. Instead of her usual running, she just walked forward as the flames rose higher and higher behind her. Akemi-sama was a tamer of flame, a friend of fire. It was notable that her gloves were still off, and her both hands were drenched in elegant black lines that extended to her palm, where a dragon's head rested in both her palms. Her hour-glass like shape figure was visible amongst the flames, and her tailcoat snapping on the thermals was also noticable. Her walk was again sauntering, the orange flames shining in bright contrast to her ashen skin and black hair - her appearance amongst the flames was nothing but pulchritudionous. (sp?)
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(( Blech, carp. Nasty, mean ole things. I hate 'em.
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Well, good luck I guess. Try using #5 Eagle Hooks, k? ))
 
singingchickenmomma said:
Sending dust flying from the heel of her stilettos, she turned on her heel and fired her handgun one more time, the bullet flying to lodge deep in the forehead of a young woman who was calling 911. Her hand moving to her pocket, she revealed a box of matches. She slid the packet open and plucked a random one off the top. Akemi struck it with ease, flinging it over her shoulder. The small flame grew and grew into a larger blaze, licking away at trees and smoldering grass. Instead of her usual running, she just walked forward as the flames rose higher and higher behind her. Akemi-sama was a tamer of flame, a friend of fire. It was notable that her gloves were still off, and her both hands were drenched in elegant black lines that extended to her palm, where a dragon's head rested in both her palms. Her hour-glass like shape figure was visible amongst the flames, and her tailcoat snapping on the thermals was also noticable. Her walk was again sauntering, the orange flames shining in bright contrast to her ashen skin and black hair - her appearance amongst the flames was nothing but pulchritudionous. (sp?)
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LL? I see you online, ya know. XD
 
Mika stopped, feeling her throat closing up. She started to cough violently and keeled over, dry-heaving. She couldn't talk. She couldn't breathe. The blackness is closing in. She colapses, suffocating . She's scared. She fights valiantly, but to no prevail. She lets the blackness swallow her up.

((she didn't die, she just passed out. She's sick with a wierd disease))
 

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