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 Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 5:45 pm
"no." he only said those he had killed in this latest week, having moved from city to city and he had killed at least 100 per every city. so far he had killed maybe 2000 people in the last year or two. "so who are all of you and why are you out here?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 6:07 pm
Anila slowly followed the two, and did a light sigh. Out of them all, she was the most laziest. A long sigh came, as she looked at the boy once more, seeing as he was talking to her 'siblings'. She stood behind them, and looked at his hands full of blood. She was saddened, that she couldn't play with it, like Lacey had said earlier. She looked around, and leaned against a local tree. Her face was in shadow, as she spoke lazily, "It doesn't matter who we are. At the moment, we were just chilling here anyways."
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 6:17 pm
hitaro looked around and sat down with his abck on a tree. "that didnt really answer my question fo why you all are out here." he pulled his legs up a little and put his arms on his knees.
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 6:26 pm
Anila watched as the male moved around, and sat against a tree, not too far from her. Her eyes were kept on his, not showing any simpathy, or any feeling for his presense. At the moment, Anila was lazy, and calmer than usual, really having the urge to kill. She bit her lip, as she looked at him, saying, "Well..Who said we were gonna answer you in the first place?" Immediately, her hand was exposed, showing a peace sign, and she hid it behind her butt, hoping that it wasn't obvious, since she, herself, was a well known assassin in one of those many towns that Hitaro/Andrew. [[Is this hitaro or andrew?? I'm confused..]]
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 6:39 pm
((damn mixed up. its hitaro.))((and gtg freakin 9:30 bed times i hate being 14 some times...))
hitaro saw the peace sign and somethign went off in his head. he knew this girl. "hmph another assassin." hitaro snickered a little.
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 6:54 pm
[[Lol..Its okay. And bedtimes stink...ugh..]]Anila twitched, as he stared at her hand. 'He knows.' She completely stared at him, and saw as he snickered, about her being an assassin. Her eyes were cold, and she turned to Lacey and Lance, who were quiet at the moment. 'Hmm..Why did they get soo quiet?' She wondered to herself, as she did a light smile, saying, "Heh..You caught me..What are you gonna do? Tell the cops. Wait..You killed them." She was slightly cranky, and really wanted to get sleep, but knew that fooling with this boy could be fun.
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 8:15 pm
((OOC: Hahaha. Being sixteen rules. That sucks for you, though.))
Lacey had zoned out a little while the boy and Anila were speaking. Suddenly, she snapped back to reality. "Just as an aside to this fascinating getting-to-know-you chitchat," she said sweetly, "I'm afraid some of your lovely cop friends are coming looking for you. They aren't very quiet, are they?" She referred to the crashing brush and the sweeping searchlights she could see coming their way.
Lance looked the boy over coldly again, then turned to Lacey. "Go warn Itami that they're coming, Lacey," he said steadily, quietly unsheathing his own knife. Garrotting was useless in a battle situation, sadly.
"But Lance--" Lacey protested. They were the same age, after all. She knew he was trying to look out for her, but she didn't want to leave him and her sister in a fight.
"I said go, Lacey," Lance interrupted fiercely. "You can't fight worth s**t, and they're going to have guns. Go on, go tell Itami." His eyes flicked to Hitaro as Lacey vanished into the brush, and they were sheer ice. "You brought the cops here. If that gets my sister or any of our family killed, your life ends," he said flatly. Then he looked at Anila. "Ready?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 8:50 pm
"Why is this boy here? Better yet, why isn't he dead?" Itami asked with a raised eyebrow. She leaves her sister alone for 15 minutes and she's already warming up to the enemy! What the hell was zooming through her head. "By the way boy, we aren't assassins. We're a murderer family. You seem like a threat to my family" Itami said turning to Hitaro. She pulled out a sword from her behind her and stuck it out at Hitaro's face. "Do you know what I do to threats?" Uh oh, pissed off Itami alert! Pissed off Itami alert!
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 9:19 pm
Lacey, who had followed Itami back to the group, smiled very faintly. "I told her," she informed Lance, who glared back at her.
"Well, yes, clearly," retorted Lance, annoyed. "I meant that you were supposed to stay there and...oh hell. Why do I bother?" He turned to Itami, the cop searchlights coming ever closer. "Now what?" he inquired, complete trust a flash that came and went across his face.
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2009 2:12 pm
Anila continued to lay on the tree, and could hear the bushes as well. She didn't react, as she was too lazy, and noticed how quickly everyone got assembled. Itami even came, and you could tell that she was pissed. "Damn..Your lucky day." She said torwards Hitaro, as for how Itami was acting. Her eyes looked lazily at Lance, as she nodded, and remained still. She already knew where her knives were, and she wasn't afraid of guns. Rolling her eyes, she stood up, and stretched, ready to have some fun. [[lol "pissed off itami alert" lol]]
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2009 5:31 pm
{indeed lol}
Kiho walked up behind Itami, her eyes slightly clouded, as if she wasn't all there, but daydreaming.
{Sorry I can't really think straight at the moment, what's worse is that it is an off and on thing gonk }
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2009 4:14 pm
Lance shifted on his feet. He really, really wanted Lacey out of here, but couldn't find another excuse to send her away. He wished he had a way to ask Itami to send her away without Lacey overhearing. Lacey would never question Itami. Not that she usually questioned him, but...
He shook his head. All he could do was arm her and hope they lived long enough for him to yell at her about her idiocy.
Slipping to his sister's side, he palmed her one of the long, slim knives he carried as a backup to the wire.
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 8:22 am
Itami blinked at the police as they surrounded the area. For a split second she watched one guy give out orders by the mile, the next split second that same guy was pinned to a tree behind him with a butcher knife that was imbedded into his forehead. Itami turned to the dazed Kiho and smirked, a smirk filled with blood-lust but filled with a hint of affection towards the white haired girl. In one quick motion, Itami wrapped her arm around Kiho's waist and pulled her close. "Kiho-chan, time to wake up. I would like to see you in action" she giggled. She would deal with the boy later, right now it was the authorities turn.
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 1:07 pm
Anila did a long yawn. She was one of the most laziest in her group, that was for sure. Taking a long deep breath, her eye peeked, and saw Itami come along, as well, as who she believed was her "girlfriend". She rolled her eyes, she wasn't really the romantic type. She kept her eyes on the boy, and then the police. Anila wasn't sure, but something about that boy seemed different, but she had no idea what. Turning back, she moved back to the tree, and leaned against it. 'When are they coming already?'
In a light shot, Anila through two knives in her direction, hitting each man in the heart. When throwing knives, Anila would always hit her target, no matter what. "Ugh." She muttered, as she stared at the men's bodies carefully. 'They aren't hard are they?'
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2009 6:11 pm
Lance moved forward among the trees, looking for the men who would have spread out. They always did, and that was what made them so predictable. He knew Lacey was right beside him, and he didn't mind - she was probably safest there.
"Ready?" he murmured, spotting a knot of three or four.
"Always," purred Lacey, her eyes on the cops. She and her brother went out, side by side. Two throat cuts, a stabbing and a neat, well-aimed shot to the heart (Lacey was a strong believer in the idea that murder could be neat) later, they were past and on their way to the next sweepers.
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