~ The Outcasted II ~ The Return ~ RP

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Scar dodged around the women who had clung to him as soon as the siren went off and the lights had gone out. Mentally cursing, he ran out of the building, jumping over the masses of bodies of people who were huddling together in the darkness. He ducked into a dark alley as soon as he was out, hearing police sirens wailing in the distance.

(Well, bye Toro. Sorry you decided to quit.)
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The figure pulled off its hood, revealing Akemi. She was standing right beside Scar, arms crossed over her chest. She looked his way, flashing a grin at him. "I will never forget how inrcedibly awesome that was." She raised the bag of goods, then sauntered down the alley, to Scar's apartment. "By the way, I'm hiding these in your place."

(( *Timeskip* Two weeks later. They're now loaded on cash and haven't been caught. ))

Akemi hadn't been doing much that day, that day when she got a call from The Undertaker. She pressed the phone to her ear, wondering what was wrong.

"Undertaker?"

"Akemi-sama, you need to get here. Now~ Don't waste any time~ This is important."

And the shinigami hung up.

Akemi tapped Scar's shoulder. "Something's wrong with The Undertaker. Come on, we can't waste any time." She got up, and headed into town, knowing he would follow.
 
She had already entered the Undertaker's parlor.

"What's the deal, here?" She rested both her arms on the glass counter, the Undertaker turning to face her.

"Akemi-sama~ Many different kinds of alcohol have been purchased in this town lately~ And each person who buys a bottle dies within a span of thirty days after drinking the alcohol~" The Undertaker's voice was troubled, not with it's usual drawl.

"And you want me to...?"

He spread out six small glass bowls. "I'm getting an awful feeling that these have been poisoned - these are the bottles which have been majorly inflated in purchase~"

"What does this have to do with me?" Akemi's eyes narrowed.

"Akemi-sama, I want you to taste each, identify each poison, and the amount of alcohol versus the amount of poison, aye~?"
 
The Undertaker glanced up at Scar, his yellow eyes hidden from behind his long, thick, grey bangs. "Akemi-sama is a little different than others~ In her case, running through her blood is a chemical that allows her to be unaffected by any type of poison or any type of alcohol~ I guess you could say she is somewhat of a lab experement..."
Akemi cringed.
"... however the chemical doesn't affect her in any other way."
 
(( HAI!!! Haven't seen ya in awhile, amiga! Managed to pull off a 100 on my spanish quiz today, btw :D ))

She slipped off one glove, dipping her fingers into a black liquid. She lifted them to her mouth, her eyes closing for a moment, then opening and flaring a red color, but the color didn't reflect anywhere. "Poison Hemlock." She reported. "40 percent alcohol, 60 percent hemlock."

"Which bottle was that~?"

"I do believe it tastes like blackberry..."

The Undertaker mumbled something, writing something down.
 
(Hey! Good job!!
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Scar looked away, not wanting to think about Akemi drinking poison.
 
(( And I have a piece of paper towel over my bottom teeth... =_= so you remember that surgery I had about a month ago? Yeah. That. Well, some tissue in my gums is left over from that, so it caused a little, rock hard bump on my gums, which rubbed against the inside of my lip and caused a little sore, and it hurts like no end, so I'm putting wet paper towels in my mouth - it hurts THAT BAD. =A= ))

She repeated the process, reporting four more times.
"Sarin."
"Cyanide."
"Amatoxin."
"Strychnine."


"One left, Akemi-sama~~~ Your tolerance is growing higher and higherrrr~ That's good, that's good~"

(( Those poisons are recited from memory... if they're spelled incorrectly then please correct me. ))
 
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