It was so difficult to slip out of the dorms compared to the houses. So frustrating. She was already frustrated. She had held back as long as she could, for dear Shiro's sake. She had to kill something. Someone.
She jumped onto a nearby rooftop and surveyed, imagining how their shared body looked against the night sky. Oh Shiro. Whenever he looked in the mirror, she swooned. He was so handsome, and he was hers. HERS. All hers.
She slipped into the backyard of the house and stalked along them, climbing over the fences like some sort of demented elven cat. Such balance! Such Grace! He was HERS.
Oh? A sound alerted her. A man, taking out the trash. He'd do. She pounced taking him down from behind. Before he could scream, she slammed his head down, once. He was out cold, and she dragged him away. She'd have to gag him before he came to. She rifled through the trash bag (ewwwww. she hated trash...) and his pockets and- though she found a wallet (which she pocketed) she didn't find anything she could use...
You know... You could use his shirt Said Shiro, his voice cold.
Sparrow's eyes became very wide. Shiro... but... He was supposed to be asleep! She was in control and he was supposed to be asleep. "Shiro! I.. I was just... How long have you been awake?"
Long enough Shiro had slipped out of his dreamless sleep in time to see himself stalk and pounce on a lone, unarmed, man. Disapproval radiated out from his mind presence. Quickly. Take off his shirt and stuff it in his mouth. That way nobody will come and see you... us.
Sparrows heart raced. She had tried to keep her killing from him, but how had she slipped up? how had he found out? Would he still love her? She felt very flustered. The man woke up and began to scream and struggle to his feet. She kicked him down. "... Its not working..." she said, her face turning red. To have found out... Oh she was so nervous...
Shiro didn't say anything about what she was doing, didn't say anything about how he felt. Then you should have shoved it in further.
His voice sounded so cold... Sparrow felt herself quail. She kicked the man again.
Posted: Sun Mar 03, 2013 2:56 pm
Percy had been so worried. They'd taken Zach to school that day- she supposed he had to go to school. She'd flown up and hid in a tree. Watching him. Making sure nobody bothered him. She was anxious. Would he be asked questions about the incident? Would the police come? This was a risk. She hadn't known why she had taken it. When she went to sleep that night, she was worried and concerned...
Which pissed Angry off. He needed to take a walk. He'd been sorta hoping that something would happen to Zachary- nothing too bad. Maybe just a bad word or a nudge or a bad mark from a teacher. Something. But the kid was fine, which made him both happy and pissed. Happy because Great! Kid was happy. Pissed because that meant he didn't have a reason to rough up or kill anybody tonight. He took to the air, enjoying the wind beneath Percy's feathers. ********. He loved her powers.
Damn, this was a nice neighborhood.
That was when he heard the scream. It was muffled, but then it shrieked out into the night. Oh yeah! That was what he was talking about! He was all fired up! That- that sounded like fun!
He swooped towards where he'd heard it, rationalizing. He could say that the scream had disturbed his nice peaceful walk... fly... and he was going to make them pay. Them being Weak, but hey. He had needs.
He hovered. Where were they? Sobs and the sounds of beating came from an alleyway nearby and he swooped in.
"Hey! Shitbrain! I'm gonna shut you up!" he said. He thought he sounded pretty cool.
She kicked the man again. "I wish I had a rose seed..." She muttered as she used Shiro's chop ability to make the side of her hand sharp.
Shiro didn't want to know. He didn't want to know. Why?
"Oh, um.." Oh goodness he would see her she had to make sure she did this right. To impress him. "Because then we could make the rose grow? Together?" She chopped into the man's leg with her hand. Again. Again. The gag didn't hold and the man screamed in agony. Again. Again. The screaming was annoying, it would bring others. She stopped chopping and replaced the gag in annoyance. then returned to the leg. Chop. Crunch. Crunch. Chop. It came off, sitting there in a pile of blood. The Man's face was white as he struggled to stand again on his last leg. She kicked him again. "Stay down."
What are you doing? Why? Tell me why? Shiro didn't know why he was so calm when his headmate was using his body to do... this. Perhaps he already suspected. Perhaps, he realized, he didn't particularly care about the human. It didn't quite sit well and the smell of blood was making him queasy, if awake. Have you been doing this... he remembered nights of forgetting, of odd stains, of odd residual glee This whole time?
"No, I've just been... Off and on?" She wasn't sure what she had been expecting. Anger? Lust? Bloodlust? The man squirmed and she grabbed his arm. "Oh stop it..." she said, raising her bloody arm to chop again... When a strange shape FLEW into the alley and shouted at her. She looked up, summoning a seed- oh yes she had forgotten she could do that. Or rather Shiro could do that. She could throw it, but maybe soon she could do more with it. She hoped so anyway. She stopped. Well! Another Malice? Shiro, I need you to be quiet... She whispered, wary.
I'm not talking. he said, puzzled.
I'll explain everything she said quietly to him, feeling very anticipatory. Hadn't she dreamt of when she would tell him? Worried? Agonized over whether she would? well now she would have to. She stood up to stomp on the mans chest and keep him down. "Go away." she said, "He's mine. find your own kill" she snarled.
Posted: Sun Mar 03, 2013 4:10 pm
Angry stopped when he, belatedly, felt the other malice's presence. s**t. It was a male elf with a bloody hand and it had... chopped? off a leg. Sweet. Karate chop to a whole new level.
"s**t. Nevermind. You're, like, one of us and s**t." he felt deflated.
He landed, watching in the alley, "Do ya mind if I watch? Looks like fun." he said morosely.
Screaming was trumped by comaraderie. He didn't have reason enough to go fight one of his own. In a meta body? They'd flay him. Pluck his wings. Maybe his eyes? Yeah no. He'd have to find one eventually. Maybe he'd go vigilante. Not right now though.
He watched. "Soooo...." he started, leaning against a wall, "Whats up."
"Sparrow... What does she mean by 'one of us'? Explain now. Not later. Now." he commanded, sternly. He wanted answers to a thousand questions. The woman in his head could evade him no more. "Tell me what you are doing. Tell me why you are doing it. TELL ME. RIGHT. NOW." He had a strong, imperious mind.
If sparrow wasn't feeling somewhat territorial, she would have swooned. Oh~~~ he was ordering her around~~~ so sexy! She only kept control from pure, well, malice. She stomped on the man's stomach, making him curl up in pain, glaring at the other malice out of the corner of her eye. "Yes, I do, actually." she said to Angry, "Go away." If she had hackles, they would be rising. This was HER kill. This was HER host. The dark winged hussy could go the hell away. "Shiro..."
"NOW, SPARROW."
"When they go away." she said, gesturing towards the other malice, "I'll explain everything" She started on the man's other leg. Chop. chop. She paused, vibrating with anger. She glared at Angry. "I TOLD YOU TO GO AWAY." She snarled, attacking the winged meta with a punch!
HP: 75/75
Name: Sparrow (and Shiro) Stage: Teen (75 hp, 2d6 normal attack) Resistant to: 1 less damage from all attacks Earth based attacks Plant-based attacks
Weak against: Fire Temptation/Emotion Additional notes: It's Sparrow fighting. Shiro is along for the ride.
"Whoa, hey there!" Angry blocked with a windshield and stepped back against the wall- an ability he thought was ******** crazy awesome. "What the ******** is your ******** problem?" Ooo, he was getting pissed.
75/75hp
Name: Angry (and percy) Stage: Teen Resistant to: Earth Element, Gas/spore attacks Weak against: Air Element, Plant based attacks Additional notes:
Shiro reacted in shock. "Why did you just do that?" he recoiled.
"I want to talk to you about this alone!" she said, somewhat pleadingly, even as she scowled, her punch stopped by the wall of wind. "Just go away and leave me alone, you ******** bird!" she snarled. The man on the ground squirmed. "And you stay down!" Not hard. the man didn't have much in the way of a remaining leg
"... I see" he wasn't sure if he did.
"I'll tell you, I promise!" she said, punching again.
Well s**t. He hopped back along the wall, moving up and out of the other's reach. "What? You want me to leave?" Angry was getting pissed. "FINE. Make me, you jackass!" He said, jumping off of the wall and sending a slash of air down at them
75/75 Using wonderland syndrome for a combo, air slash. First 2 dice are defense, next 5 are offence
Sparrow snarled as the Fallen angel Malice fluttered out of reach.
"WATCH OUT!" Shiro cried, in their head. He felt his sudden burst of control flood their body as he attempted to dart out of the way of the air slash. It hit his calf, blood staining his clothes.
Sparrow looked a his... their... calf with some dismay. "How did you..." She was supposed to be in control
"Doesn't matter" Shiro tried to solidify himself in his own arms and legs, "Let us work together to chase off this lowlife and then you can explain what is going on"
Sparrow was delighted. Grinning with some glee, she smiled up at the fallen. "Actually, why don't you come back down!" she said, smirking as she summoned her apple and threw it on the ground, "Come and get it!"
60/75 Combo: Shiro is dodging=1st 2, Sparrow is attacking with golden apple (last 5 dice, halved and rounded)
Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 7:43 pm
"HA! Take that!" gloated the fallen/malice, fluttering effortlessly above them. Now they couldn't reach them with their hand choppy thing. "Can't touch this! Whoo!" He prepared another air slash... But then... "Holy s**t, what is that..." He wanted it. He wanted it so badly. "Aww yeah, man" It sparkled so! "Come to.." er wait. Mommy? ******** to angry, aww yeah. ******** sparkly apple!" He dived down to swoop up the apple
63/75
Essentially cant defend or attack against sparrow's next attack.
"Good, now!... Gah!" Without thinking, Shiro ducked, dodged, and rolled, feeling another cut hit his back, though his roll was good and he managed to move with the momentum. He looked up at the flying... enemy...? "Throw Something!"
Huh? Wait. Well okay, yes, throwing something would be a good idea. But what? her gaze fell on the now insenseate man on the ground. Yes! Riding with the roll, sparrow grabbed the man's dismembered arm and threw it at Angry
51/75 hp Shiro is attempting to dodge and roll. Sparrow is going to go with the roll and throw something at Percy
43/75 hp Shiro is guarding 2d6 +1 from toughness Sparrow is running forward with a chop attack 5d6
Shiro brought up fists to guard his face, but he could feel the bruise begin as the angel rammed into him. It landed and he couldn't help but feel a bit pissed himself. Whether or not any of this was Sparrow's fault, it was his body and this dastardly villain or whatever she was was hurting it. "Lets get her." he said, coldly.
Sparrow was all too happy to agree. She turned her hand onto a blade and the moment the girl touched down she was after her for a CHOP ATTACK!
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