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 Posted: Mon May 19, 2014 7:19 pm
Gracie was out and about. She was skipping hither and thither. Just another day of finding awesome and fun things to do. She was about to go cross the street when she tripped over one of her untied shoelaces. This wasn't uncommon at all. She was often too lazy or just too busy caught up in something to stop and take time for things like tying shoes. One would think with as many times as she had embarrassing episodes in front of others like this; she'd learn to just take a damn minute to stop and tie them, but no.
If that hadn't made her commotion enough, it got even better. After she got up and took the moment to tie her shoes as to not immediately trip again which didn't always happen but sometimes. Maybe it was the way her leg had been tilted, but all her change went spilling out of her pocket onto the ground. "EEeee. crapppp...." Then, she was all scrambling around picking it up. She had gotten most of it except for one that rolled off. She raced after it to grab it. When she got it, she stood up holding it in the air. "Gotcha...." Quickly she stuck it in with the other change into one of the pockets she could fasten further down her leg.
Then, her eyes moved up. It so happened that she had nearly plowed into the legs of someone while not even paying attention to what she was doing. She didn't, but it was a close call. She made a sheepish apologetic face. "Oh, sorry. I didn't hit you right?" She paused a second seeing the cigarette in his mouth. "Smoking is really bad for you." Like that was any of her business. As if running around with untied shoelaces couldn't be bad for her if it happened in traffic or among other crazy things... which often seemed to be her luck in life.
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Posted: Mon May 19, 2014 9:59 pm
 Ever aware of his surroundings, Tanaka had easily sidestepped, expertly avoiding the girl's tumbling path. Had he been more juvenile, he might have reached out to trip her himself, but such acts had not been worth his time since kindergarden.
"If you had, you would not be standing."
There was a dark chill to his voice, a tone that might have contained a hint of a threat if one were wise enough to hear it. Or maybe it was only the distinct Russian accent that gave his voice that tone, or maybe it really was a good idea to keep one's distance from the towering assassin. (my advice, keep your distance. No, just run, run away now.)
"As is breathing."
That...was definitely a threat, as was the narrowed gaze he shot at her. Tanaka neither needed to appreciated the advice on his habits. And he would continue to smoke, drink, and listen to opera while building explosives and cleaning his pistol despite whatever risks anyone thought it posed to his health. There were far more foolish and life threatening acts one could commit, such as annoying professional...problem solvers.
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Posted: Mon May 19, 2014 10:11 pm
There were a few consistent traits in her normal behavior. Her optimism and naive were often at the forefront of them all. Though for a moment as she looked up and barely caught that glare. She did take a half step back to give him some space. She felt glad that she hadn't told him what to do with a finger out at him. He didn't seem like the type who'd had taken any more kindly to that either.
For a moment, she didn't answer. Her eyes took him in a little more. She peered his large black wings and then saw the golden rings on his tail. "Did you just say... that breathing isn't good for you either?" She wasn't quite sure. Or, did he mean breathing wasn't good for her? She stood there looking and was pretty sure she liked breathing plenty. That accent though. She wondered if it were unwise to come up with half contrived ways to get him to say more stuff to listen to the way he talked. Would that be weird?
"And... are you saying anyone who accidentally bumps into you; that you like totally rip them to shreds?" Yeah. She probably should have just ran, but sometimes.. she was just to naive to do what was in her own best interest.
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Posted: Tue May 20, 2014 8:37 pm
Tanaka allowed that menacing gaze to linger a moment longer on the girl before taking a particularly long drag on his cigarette. He paused a moment, savoring the flavor before exhaling then flicking away the spent butt.
"Only a primitive oaf would engage in such activities. My methods are far more elegant."
Such a putting a bullet directly between her eyes from his silenced 9mm then silently disposing of the body before anyone knew what had happened. Or he could have simply snapped her neck...
A snort and an irritating flick of a tail, Tanaka left it at that, turning to cross the street rather than linger and contemplate further methods of murder.
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Posted: Tue May 20, 2014 8:58 pm
Common sense would say. Gracie should just like.. quit while she's ahead. Yup, but the naive in her often made her a little ignorant to that. Continuing in her intrigue and curiosity about this very tall audio who towered over her. That glare. It had been scary. She felt rather drawn in than scared off. She did like the way that he talked.
When he walked away, she clasping her hands together behind her neck with elbows sticking out in the air. She started sauntering sort of next to but a little bit behind him. She just walked along like a little side kick. It was a natural sort of walk that was just like as if she just did it everyday just like that. Not like someone who was a mere stranger who just so ungraciously fell into his shadow five minutes ago.
"So, what are you about to do? Is it exciting? Have you ever really killed someone? Those are some pretty big a** wings. Are you a really an angel? There are some audios who have wings, but they aren't really actual angels. Sometimes, it's hard to tell them apart. You're really tall though. Maybe you're so big because you're like a holy senitel or something?"
And.. maybe she should just... stop asking questions. If she kept it up, her day would probably not end well. Amon Larethian editted the gun part out and changed to something else. x3 i used ot read this manga series called Dazzle. and the girl was on this escort quest with 2 people. the one guy was a total douchebag a*****e... and always acted like he was bothered... but after a while..she grew on him x3
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2014 9:57 am
Tanaka's eyes narrowed, that irritated flick in his tails growing with each step. He neither looked back nor slowed his long stride, even when he pulled another cigarette from his pocket and lit it. He might have hoped that if he ignored her, the girl would leave him alone, or at least get the hint that she should SHUT UP.
But if that was his intent, it had clearly not worked. If anything it seemed the annoying creature only grew more persistent, her voice a growing cacophony that assaulted his ears. If she kept pushing, she might just find out that he had indeed killed and would not hesitate to do so again. He could do it quietly, even on a busy street no one would never know, there was an alley, he could lead her down--
Finally he turned on his heel, a snarl of anger in the GLARE OF DEATH!
"You ask too many questions."
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2014 12:06 pm
Poor Tanaka. She could be rather annoying when captivated. When that death glare came, she almost felt it right before hand. Her expression dead panned as she stared straight ahead. Then, when it was full on her, her eyes ticked off to the side in an almost eye roll. Her mouth opened up in a small lip to the side kind of way as she was for who knows what reason still attempting some manner of conversation or interaction with this jerk face guy.
"Mmmmm.... Geeezzzz. Someone's a super cranky McCrankypants huh? Maybe you'd just pick one and tell me. I mean.. I get you don't have to tell me. Just so you can't say I'm a complete and total stranger. I'm Gracie."
The other part she didn't continue on was that she was quite bored. She had absolutely nothing going on that day. What she was doing was actually the sort of thing she did to people all the time. First meets usually resulted in her being a buzzing little bee or floating butterfly for a bit until she grew restless or bored. Then, she'd move onto the next thing that piqued her interest.
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2014 9:18 pm
Tanaka sneered around the cigarette held between his teeth.
"Why don't you go annoy someone else."
Why the hell was she following him anyway? He was certain he had done nothing to encourage her, in fact he done the opposite. He had growled at her, threatened her, and yet she persisted, WHAT THE HELL DID SHE WANT?!
A snort of exasperation, Tanaka turned without giving his name or really caring that she had told him hers. He had no intention of ever seeing her ever again, in fact he would have been quite happy to have never encountered her in the first place.
"What the hell do you want?"
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2014 9:27 pm
Still walking in exactly that same manner, she paused looking up at him just quickly. Quickly enough to make sure she wasn't falling behind, but looking away quickly enough to escape the piercing hateful glances. "I .... don't exactly want anything. I just bet wherever you go. Probably something super interesting will happen. I just wanna see. I have nothing better to do." She didn't either.
She made a face before asking in a sort of almost whiny petulant voice. "What's so bad about me tagging along? Is it because I was asking you too many questions? I'm probably asking too many again. Sorry. Anyways... do you just... like... hate company? I can be good company. I'm actually very helpful. You might be surprised."
Her hands moving out of her relaxed walking posture. She went to tighten the ponytail holding her hair up, and stretching her arms out on the sides and swinging them a little. "Can I come if I stop asking questions?"
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2014 9:47 pm
By now he was walking with his arms crossed, his paced quickened hopefully to the point she'd have to jog to keep up, or better yet, that she'd fall behind and get lost.
"I have better things to do with my time then play babysitter to little girls who poke their noses in where they don't belong."
He spoke without turning, that harsh edges never leaving his voice. Truth was, Tanaka was not a social creature, he did not form friendships nor did he care for anyone (some would say he was incapable of such emotions). At best he formed a tolerance for some individuals, though even to those he held no loyalty. His only loyalty was to himself...and to the highest bidder.
He paused for the briefest of moments, an action that might have been mistaken for a moment of debate.
"No."
His tone was definitive and unyielding. The last thing he wanted or needed was (at best) unwanted company or (at worst) a witness.
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2014 8:09 pm
Her semi partial pout that was just out of one side of her mouth plus her avoiding of eye contact then morphed into a full on pout. That held for a bit before giving way to a rather petulant display. With arms crossed though, she had managed to continue to still follow and hover like a small moon around a planet or in its orbit.
"Well, that was rude. I'm really not a little girl. I mean.. probably everyone's 'little' compared to how tall you are. And... quit acting like being nosy is a crime; cuz it totally isn't. Shouldn't you be nicer? Look at those big wings.. I mean.. if you're even an angel at all. Maybe you're just a demon and are faking it?"
Through many fandoms and lores, there were sometimes heroes or villians who had unwanted sidekicks. Those who just randomly self appointed themselves to be at that person's disposal. Gracie often did this with people from time to time. Unlucky for Tanaka, she had crossed his path, and then it was suddenly his turn. What had captivated her to make her do that; noone could ever guess. She did many things that were random and spontaneous. To try and root out all the sources and why's of what she did was a real feat. Many who knew her and adored her well; they all considered her doings to be rather crazy. She just grew on them till they couldn't do without her anymore.
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Posted: Sat May 24, 2014 11:32 am
Snort!
"If you do not wish to be thought of as a child, then you should not act like one."
Rude? Did she really think he cared what she thought was rude or not? Ha, he could have said her current behavior of STALKING HIM was far more 'rude', or at least far more annoying. Oh, was that a growl? It might have been, mixed with something muttered under his breath.
"There are those who have been killed for far less."
There was that threat again, only this time it was followed by something spoken in Russian, most likely a swear that you really do not want to know the meaning of. (trust me on this, you don't want to know).
A demon?
At those words, Tanaka had suddenly stopped in his tracks, a positively wicked smirk spreading across his face. It started as a quiet chuckle that quickly crescendoed into an unsettling laughter. It was that kind of laughter that had no humor in it, but rather a maniacal amusement. It was that kind of laughter than sent a chill up one's spine and sent the less brave (or foolish) quickly scurrying in the other direction.
"Maybe I am."
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2014 10:37 pm
So he got lucky that day. She grew bored of him ignoring her and not answering her questions. She trotted off to go find someone else to bother. But, a few days later, she went by where he was. She walked up with slurpee in hand. She had seen him from a block or two away. Seeing him, her eyes recognized him right away. That black streak on his face that looked almost like a tear. That was easily recognizable. Also, the fact his wings were considerably larger than other audios she knew.
She stepped sideways in front of him waving up at him. So much taller than her. While she was a grown adult, his stature sure made her feel sometimes a shrimp and sometimes a brat. "Sup... Mr. Crankyshootmyheadoffpants. Want a sip of my drink? It's nice and cool. Great for cooling off from all the warm weather."
She smiled with that wide, hard, overly friendly and eager smile she was so trademarked for. She rocked back and forth in her red converse sneaks. Her purple ponytail swishing with every rock to and fro.
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Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2014 9:06 pm
s**t.
Tanaka stopped in his tracks, shooting what was best described as a GLARE OF DEATH and most certainly calling her something NOT NICE in Russian. What did he have to do to get rid of her?!
How he had hoped he'd finally shaken her, that she had finally given up and decided to leave him alone. Alas he had no such luck, for it seemed she had found him again. He snorted in irritation, he was going to have to changed his routine more often if a stupid little girl could track him down so easily.
"No."
If Tanaka was bothered by the heat, he did not show it. He seemed as comfortable in his three piece Armani suit as anyone else would have been in shorts and a t-shirt. Not that he would have touched whatever it was she had offered with a ten foot pole even if he were hot.
"What do you want?"
He had flung away the spent butt of his cigarette, and (unsurprisingly) was already lighting another.
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Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2014 10:20 pm
She smirked up with this knowing look in her eyes. Not that she actually knew at all like she carried on as if she did. "Oh, if I had to guess. I bet you do a lot more exciting s**t than standing here smoking all the time. I want to come with you."
Yup. Just like that. Like as if she probably had any chance. Yet, her optimistic nature always believed there was a chance. There was that slight fraction of a millionth of a chance that just maybbbbbyyyeeeeee he would say yes and let her come. Thus, her interest to come along and help out was inexhaustible.
"I must say though. Your expression and attitude seem exactly like the last time. Are you ever in a better mood? I mean really...? Or... Maybe you're one of those people who have a wide range of emotions; except you just always have this look of being super pissed just all the time. I hope for your sake it's not like that. Life is what you make of it. If your life is full of dull, boring, and totally lacking in intriguing moments for you. Then... you're just not doing it right."
Like she was one to tell anyone what doing it right even was. Not that she did it right at all.. if ever. Big talk for a young adult who had no life experience to back up any of the s**t that came dribbling out of her mouth.
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