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((*drily* luther is related to a damn turtle))

luthers nostials flare at the smell his next breathe was deeper than shouldve been possible. he hasnt fed since hes been with her...

((fallen angels are usually hyper sensitive to something. luther is sensitive with blood bc hes around so many vampires which he can drink blood by choice, and i dont think weather has anything to do with this))

luther slowly opens his eyes breathing in deeply, "what the hell is going on?" he looked ruffled and violent tempered

((oh sorry I just assumed))

The shooter was gone, luther picked out the pure silver bullets. Mean while a servent cleaned Ryuuki's wounds. The aticeptic stinged on her cheek as the m'lady servant dabbed at her cheek to clean it. Though it hurt Ryuuki only squinted a bit as it twinged. She was only half there still in a bit of shock I suppose. The servant bandaged her cheek that acked with pain. After m'lady was done she bowed and left without a word. Ryuuki sat on the bed quieter then a mouse, still in shock, as luther pulled out the last bullet. A total of six bullet, on with a slight mark of blood, it was the one that hit her.

((I can c that, lol))

"I-I don't know...I didn't see who it was." her eyes were wet with tears yet not crying out load. The 5 4 3 2 1 note still on the floor with the rock.

Ryuuki looked up as if in a dream like blure she hear and saw luther yell. She got upslowly walked over and hugged luther to calm him down. "It okay...its only a window." she said while hugging him her head against his chest. But something was wrong her demenor was some what bland. She wasn't her cheeful self she had been late yet who could really blame her after all she was just shot at.

Tukiyo

This room is too bright. My head hurts so much. They won't leave me alone. Who are they? What is that? I've seen that somewhere before. Oh that's right. It's a gun...

The police officers took stance outside of the iron door. A man with a funny looking mustache sat in a chair in front of her. She sensed something strange about him. She sensed something strange about the whole town.

"I'll ask you once again," his eyes almost pleaded with her. He was kind, considering she had just almost killed one of his comrades, but he wasn't understanding. He didn't understand her at all, "where are you from?"

Her eyes began to fill with tears and she looked down towards the table. She knew she should speak, but she couldn't bring herself to. Something was wrong.

I don't know that answer.

The mustached man shook his head and walked over to one of the other officers.

She's dangerous. We can't keep her on the streets, but we should detain her until we find out more. Right now all we can conclude is that she isn't mentally stable. We can't label her as a killer just yet...

The words filled her head, even though she did nothing. She was not a killer. The man had threatened her with that...that's right...it was a gun.

"Please follow this man to your cell," an officer in a white uniform went to her side and jerked her up by the arm. She flinched as her head throbbed once more. When she looked to her wrist it wasn't there. The officer shot a suprised look at the man with the mustache and he shrugged. "She's there. She's just obviously not human."

I'm not? Then what am I?

The officer lead her to a concrete cell and pushed her inside. He pointed out her blanket, her clothes, and the other...necessities of the little box. When he left she crawled up on her bed and held her cover close to her face. She stared out the tiny bared window at the moon. It was the one thing she was familiar with.

My names Tukiyo Goto, and I was named after the moon...

luther looked at her and moved her from him and walks over to the brandy flask and uncorked it drinking from it uncermioniously. outloud he thought "i wonder if they caught the b*****d yet. i pay them well enough they should"