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"Tch... Filthy mortal..." She brought her gloved hand back and the soul returned to his body. She turned away crossing her arms like a child would when they didn't get their way. It was obvious she was very aggravated with what Hojo just said. Probably furious

Hojo coughed a few times but smirked very creepy. As though he had just been love struck. He slowly made his way to his feet and brushed the dirt off himself.

Yes. The little shine in his eyes were hitting. This will do.

"Precious Specimen..." he spoke softly. But turned his attention to Sephiea. "How I always loved you as one of my favorates... But now I cannot decide..."

He smirked coldly eyeing her. "Of course..." he spoke calmly while his eyes moved past her towards Natsumi.


Natsumi was staring up at the sky blankly. She couldn't of course see the sky. Just know it was there and what it was to become of in a few minutes as it was already getting late.

She then turned her head to Sephiea. "We camp here." she demanded.

Natsumi snapped her fingers and two skulls fell from the sky covored in blood. They hit the ground creating two small craters. Both skulls screamed a couple times begging for mercy when they were lit on fire and their screams faded.

"Look's like I can finally cook this soul I stole earlier..." she spoke grinning widely. She dropped the bag she was carrying and pulled both her arms into it. As she done so she pulled out the brunette girl who APPEARED to be Aerith!

"Ah yes... Da'ling... I had my eyes set on you for a while now... Only your mine now... Well then! Let's see what you taste like!"

"Holy...?" she asked innocently. Then grinned even wider jumping to her feet stepping towards Aerith.

"Well now that's a bonus! I ate priests and all those other bastards! You say she's very holy?! She must taste good then!"

She grinned widely and kneeled down before Aerith. She could feel her fears and it made Natsumi even more excited to just rip her apart.

"What beautiful eyes you have... And hair... May I partake?"

Meanwhile the seated Hojo was studying Natsumi with complete interest. Yes... This specimen will indeed be his prized one. He wouldn't be surprised if even the devil would want to buy it from him... but... She would be a priceless one. A smirk came to his face and he pushed his glasses up.

Natsumi swung her arms around freely giving off a loud laugh. She couldn't control herself anymore. This was far beyond what she had expected.

"Da'ling! All I want is your soul! My sweet innocent little priestess." she said kneeling down before the girl, she cupped her chin and smiled with the look 'make a move and your dead' look.

"Your so adorible!" She said with a giggle.

"I could just tear out those eyes of yours and you wouldn't be afraid any longer!" Natsumi began to stroke the young girls hair. "Would you like that...? to not be afraid anymore...? Because you can't be afraid of something you can't see..."

A pair of gleaming, yellow eyes appeared a few yards away, slitted irises staring coldly at the small group. Hovering hardly a foot above the ground, the eyes watched for only a moment before closing again, being lost from sight. A few seconds later, the ground beneath where the eyes had been crackled as a few archs of electricity sparked, then faded, and no further signs of whatever had been there could be seen, had even these been noticeable.

((Yay for introducing old characters into a new scenario.))

The yellow eyes, a few moments later, opened, just beside the base of the tree that she had roughly pushed Aerith against. Blinking slowly, they glanced toward Aerith, than Natsumi, before closing again. A slight bolt of electricity crackled up the wood, lightly singing it, and the thing was gone again. Out of thin air, a rather ethereal voice spoke, speaking clearly enough for all present to hear but, being completely disembodied, seemed to come from everywhere at once, if not from inside the minds of those listening. "Prince? Far from it, I'm afraid. But if she is truly a princess, why would you be so rough?" A rather indignant snort shot through the area, and the voice spoke again. "Brigands today know nothing of the protocol of those of old. They were so much more professional back then.." The voice fell silent, and again the eyes opened, looking to the group from directly across the fire from Natsumi, before closing again. Once more, the ground beneath them crackled with electricity.