Lord Death's children's home

[x_Death the Girl_x]

Kazuki Hinamori

Not exactly sure how to respond to that sweatdrop

-Hiraki Amane-

Hiraki couldn't care less about her getting dirty. He didn't see what the big deal about some dirt; he wasn't a slob or anything and was fairly clean, but dirt didn't really bother him, there were more important things. "Seizure much? It's just dirt." Hiraki wore a long sleeved sweater made of cotton, normally he always wore his jacket everywhere, but he always wore a sweater under it; he had a few knives hidden up his sleeves. Gal's corkscrew kick hit Hiraki's chest, causing him to stumble backwards. Hiraki saw through her movements and predicted the sword frenzy that was going to happen in a second. Normally he wouldn't care since his jacket is bullet proof and knive resistant (sort of basing it off another shows characters outfit) but his jacket was up in smoke. Hiraki stashed many jackets like his old one in hidden locations around the country in case he travels through them and needs a new one. They're not cheap though...
Hiraki quickly reached into his side pocket, taking out a handful of smoke bombs and tossed them on the ground, blanketing the area in smoke, using it's cover to evade her sword assualt

((You could just check my profile and figure out what the stance does....Plus its just a flurry of blows, calculated, not blind.))





Gal's fury was generally difficult to deal with. It was one of the few flaws of her personality, and her OCD caused it, because she was generally a coolheaded person. But any type of inpurity HAD to be cleaned.

Cleansed.

Removed.

EXTERMINATED.

Gal's barrage did not stop. She barely realized she was in smoke - her golden eyes glowed through the darkness, as Shinigami's could see in the dark. The shinigami slashed her way striaght through the cloud of smoke and induced Accel again before leapt up in the air.

Enough bullshit.

As she spun Gal flipped to add momentum and used Double Accel to speed her up even more.

She landed smack dab in the middle of the smoke cloud.

BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!

The smoke cleared from the sheer force that she crashed onto the ground with, her arms perfectly extended to the sides and her legs perpendicular to the ground. The floor cracked and formed a large crater, her force creating a 7 yard diameter from her position, probably shoving whatever was nearby some distaance away.

Gal didn't wait long. Immediately after landing, Gal backflipped to balance out the impact taken by her legs and after landing, shot towards where her instincts told her the male was. She flew foward like coment and spun her blades in front of her till they resembled a fan.

A razor one.

Ever heard of the expression "when s**t hits the fan?" Well, the male was going to find out what happened when flesh hit the fan.  

[x_Death the Girl_x]

Gal hadn't thought about the male stopping her attack. She figured he might, but she'd doubted that he would succeed.

But he did, and now she was open for a split second. Gal was about to give into his counterpressure and use that to leap back quickly. She was mid leap backwards when her enemy took her by the neck and threw her aside.

It was too fast for even Gal to react.

He had barely let go of her before she took Kid's wavelength practically on the face.

The youth let out a startled noise at impact and barely felt the billowing smoke around her - her face was numb! Gal took a couple of steps back, but her balance was so off she managed to fall on her rump on her second step.

The world was spinning, and though she tried, her head wasn't helping. The stinging began and she let out a soft cry. Gal had been manhandled before, but she couldnt recall the last time her brother's wavelength had been used aganist her.

Gal shook her head furiously and that helpeds hake off some of the dizzyness. Strangely. She stood and thought about her dirty skirt.

That did it.

Gal felt the tears come on. "DO YOU WANT TO SOIL MY CLOTHES?!" She bawled, wiping her eyes furously. "That's oh so very cruel!" She let out a wail and scrunched up her face in frustrated anger. She marched right over to the male, shoving a finger into his chest, jabbing it harshly with each word.

"I won't forgive you for this! *SNIFFLES* You heartless monster!!"

She suddenly felt like slapping him but decided that it wasn't enough. Instead, Gal let out a final sniff, stripped off her blazer (revealing her freshly pressed white dress shirt) and held it in her hand. She held his vision levelly, her golden eyes never wavering. They still sparkled from expended tears, but it didn't really ruin what she was trying to convey to him.

She expected to hear Kid's sharp gasp at any moment. He of all people knew what this meant.

"You asked for it. Mar my white shirt and I'll kill you. I WILL." Her voice stopped quivering after the first sentence and instead lowered to a hollow alto sound.

Last time Kid saw her do this, which was years ago, she had beat down a Kishin barehanded. Last time Gal said this to anyone period, she took down a whole section of a warzone in Poland solo.

She flung her blazer at the male's face and stomped away from him some meters away. Gal struck up her Stance of Punishment, her defensive stance. She gave him a “come at me bro” look before closing her eyes. She sensed better this way.

The male’s soul was fluctuating madly, and his resonance with his partner was impressive. Gal would have fun tearing it apart. Perhaps literally. She could be very ruthless sometimes, another reason why people avoided angering her.

'Let's do this, boys.'Gal thought. 'I want BLOOD. And FAST.'

She jerked her head to the side towards where she sensed Kid was.

"Kid! For old time's sake." It was her code to convey that she and him establish a resonance. If Gal and Kid resonated like a team, their movements would be way more coordinated. Perfect tandem. It was achievable, Gal felt.


((Comic relief before a death threat. OCD is really fun to work with~))  

[x_Death the Girl_x]

Death the Gal's eyes kept closed and she could sense Kid's wavelength
shooting out furiously behind her eyelids. He was getting angry, and that was fine. 'A splendid idea boys. Hooray for out first resonance!' She thought. Her eyes still closed, the young Shinigami felt her wavelength intensify and lightly wrap around her body like a sheen of raw energy, making her hair float up.

"Soul resonance."

Her solemn whisper sealed the deal. Her soul melded with the twins', letting them wrap around hers like a weapon's does a meister's. Her white soul crackled with black Shinigami energy, crawling over the twin's soul and electrifying them with the ancient power of Death.

Gal could almost see this happening in her mind's eye, yet she held the power from rushin out. Tendrils of black began to dance around her light-colored energy-wrapped body, one of them even curling around Kid's leg in something of a caress.

She didn't notice.

Instead, the Shinigami instincts roared to life and her emotions ran cold, her heart becoming ice. It was the mindset of cruel Death that took over. She followed this instinct. Gal walked until she was beside her brother and the tendrils practically beckoned Kid towards her, a not so subtle indication that he too should submit to the power of a God's resonance. Or a very very young one's.

'Do not fear.' Gal's voice was incredibly low and echoed in their soul space.

"Submit." She stated, standing in her Stance of Punishment.