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Post by zeno on Jul 14, 2009 2:12:06 GMT -5
"No, I didn't become a killer because I grew up in an alley. I became a killer because I tried it once and found that I enjoyed it."
He watched as she sat down in front of the fire, and couldn't help but stare at her legs. They were pale, smooth and slender. Enough to arouse anyone. He looked up at her when she spoke, a grin appearing on his face.
"No, I've learned to ignore the cold. Don't want it to affect my skills in a fight. It could be fatal."
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Post by lillium90 on Jul 14, 2009 2:33:22 GMT -5
"Enjoy it..." She stared at him and made a disgusted face. "That's a little sadistic...why not kill other bad humans?"
Ki couldn't understand any of these killers or their motives. They always seemed to kill whenever they had a craving. Maybe some sort of blood lust that they needed to fulfill. It was all disgusting to her. They must all be demented She thought as she leaned back unto the ground, closing her eyes. She rested her hands on her stomach and sighed in relaxation.
The fire warmed her entire body and she found herself becoming more comfortable in that spot, even if their was a killer only a few feet away from her. She peeked a look at him as he spoke a small smirk appearing on her lips.
"You didn't really answer my question." She rolled unto her stomach and rested her chin on her hands. "Why are you paler then normal humans.."
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Post by zeno on Jul 14, 2009 7:43:18 GMT -5
"I kill other bad humans as well. I kill humans, Elves, Demons, Orcs, good or bad, you name it."
He stared at her as she laid there, pondering. It was like she believed the world wasn't full of killers. Oh, how wrong she was.
"I enjoy what I do. Why? Because I just do. I grew up killing people, and I'm going to die killing people. That's just the way it is. Simple as that."
He hummed when she spoke next, and he shrugged. "I don't know why I'm pale. That's just the way I am. It could be the fact that someone slit my wrists and left me to bleed to death when I was just a baby, or it could just be that I was born that way. You choose."
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Post by lillium90 on Jul 14, 2009 14:19:35 GMT -5
She stared at him frowning a little bit. She had expected more of a reaction from him instead of that. Ki didn’t know, but for some reason she wanted to get him riled up just for fun. Deep down she could tell that he wasn’t going to kill him if she did get him angry, he’d most likely just threaten her again. She smiled and laughed to herself and stared at the fire.
Reaching towards her skirt she pulled out her lock picking kit and placed the tip into the fire before running a small rock along it. She dipped the tip into the river and put it back in its case pushing a long strand of hair from her face. Slowly she sat up and raked her fingers through her hair; she shuffled a little growling as her wet clothes continued to restrict her.
“Turn around human your about to see something you’re a little to young to see,” she said. She turned around and lifted the light green cropped shirt she wore before placing it in front of the fire. She crossed her arms over her chest and turned back to face him a small smile on her face.
“I think it may be because you don’t go out into the sun,” she murmured. “Ever thought about that?” She smiled to herself knowing that the notorious Triple K couldn’t see in the sun without his goggles. Wonder if the rumors are true… He had his back turned to her and she couldn’t help but be just a bit curious.
She picked up a rock and threw it at his back, smirking a little, knowing that it was going to hit him.
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Post by zeno on Jul 16, 2009 13:33:16 GMT -5
He watched as she worked with her lock picking tools, wondering why anyone would need something like that. If he wanted to get in somewhere, he'd kick the door. That usually worked.
"Turn around human your about to see something you’re a little to young to see."
He gave her a raised eyebrow, but decided to humor her, and turned around, crossing his arms. He heard her speak, and chuckled a little.
"I go into the sun plenty of times, doll. I don't like it much, but I do it." He shook his head. Why did everybody think that, just because he couldn't see in bright places without his goggles, he didn't go out into the sun?
His ears perked, and he picked up the sound of Ki's arm moving through the air. Quickly, he turned around, and raised his hand in time to catch the rock flying towards him. As soon as it connected with his fist, he quickly spun once and threw it back at her, aiming for her stomach.
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Post by lillium90 on Jul 16, 2009 15:36:43 GMT -5
Ki'Ira caught the movement of his arm and saw the rock coming towards her. Quickly she moved her body to the side, glaring as it just barely grazed her skin. She looked up towards him and smirked, tilting her head to the side.
“You shouldn’t have done that to a lady Kurt. That wasn’t very nice now was it?” She stood up with her arms still crossed over her chest. “You’ve already hurt me enough tonight. Don’t you think I should get some payback for that?” Ki knew that he was most likely going to laugh, but she was starting to like him company. As strange as it sounded she really saw no threat to him, just a human that enjoyed killing people to fulfill some blood lust.
She stood in front of him and lifted her hand as if to slap him, but stopped. Ki felt like making him angry again for some reason. It was interesting to see what he would do. Sick girl. Leaning down she saw a rather jagged rock by his feet and picked it up. She looked it over before she brought it against his cheek.
“My turn?” She ran the rock against his cheek and smiled as she saw a little line of blood appear.
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Post by zeno on Jul 17, 2009 4:36:39 GMT -5
He was impressed that she managed to dodge that. More skilled Elves than her would have been hit by it. He nodded in approval, and smirked a little at her bravery when she spoke. However, instead of answering her, he simply settled for laughing loudly.
What's she going to do? He raised an eyebrow when she raised her hand. Was she going to be brave enough to slap him? She'd have to be a fool to do that. He was brought out of his thoughts when he felt something poking his cheek.
"My turn?"
Before he had a chance to respond, he felt a sudden pain in his cheek, and raised his hand to the newly made wound. Did she just cut him? Oh, hell no! Giving her no time to react, his hand shot out and grabbed her throat. Then, he swiped her feet out from under her, pushing her to the ground.
He laid on top of her and took off his goggles again, glaring heatedly at her. "That was not smart, doll!" He tried to snap her neck, but something in his body stopped him. He couldn't do it, for some reason, and he felt a sudden lust build up inside him.
He stared at her, taking a few deep breaths to calm himself. Then, without warning, he mashed his lips against hers, forcing his tongue into her mouth.
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Post by lillium90 on Jul 17, 2009 20:16:56 GMT -5
Ki almost had the chance of move out of his reach, but she wasn't quick enough for his reaction. It caught her off guard and she soon found herself once again in his firm grip. He seemed to find her neck rather appealing to him since he was the only thing he continued to grab.
She let out a loud cry as her back hit the ground her hands flying up to claw at any skin that was visible to her. She settled for digging her nails into his arms, gasping as she tried to catch her breath. "That was not smart, doll!"
"I'm not your doll you bastard," she growled as she dug her nails into him some more, letting out another cry at how hard he was holding her. This time she wasn't going to beg for him to stop; she could tell he enjoyed that way too much. I suppose this is it... She closed her eyes, waiting for her life to end, but was surprised when his grip seemed to loosen a little.
She opened her eyes and looked up at him, noticing that he was staring at her. His eyes were full of rage, no not rage. Something else but rage. She slowly released her nails from his skin and stared at him, gasping when his lips were suddenly on hers.
Ki'Ira laid there unmoving her eyes wide, letting his tongue find its way into her mouth. She let out a gasp and gripped his arms; one of her hands reached up to grab at his that held her neck. To her surprise she found herself enjoying the kiss, a familiar tingle running throughout her body.
"What are you doing?" She gasped and she turned her head away from his invading lips and tongue. "You are a killer not a rapist," she said letting out a small moan as she felt an all too familiar hard-on rub against her legs, along with his sharp claws. Ki'Ira moved her lips back to his, gently biting down hard on it just to elicit more of his anger.
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