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❝HA! Kill me? You’re usually SMARTER than that. This ain’t nothin’ too serious, quit BITCHIN’ so much and shut your damn mouth already.❞Oh that was way too much to ask of her, Kano knew this well, but he’d be damned if he let a girl blabber about how she could just kill him if he wasn’t useful. Tsk, she’d be DEAD, gutted, if the crime lord ever thought he was in any real danger. She wasn’t a THREAT, nothing but a plaything, annoying for sure, but just entertaining enough to be worth keeping alive. Someone that involved with Special Forces, someone who apparently didn’t seem too concerned about him being the leader of the Black Dragon, it wasn’t someone he’d get rid of just that quickly. Even if she was a absolute PAIN to deal with.
Maybe not as quite of a pain of whatever abomination was growling near them. Fuck Outworld. Dinosaurs, giant man eating snakes, this damn realm was made to destroy anyone who ventured too far. It’s with a frown that the cyborg carefully withdrew a kombat blade, the back of his hand wiping off blood from his mouth, not doing much beside smearing it in his beard.
❝’s part of my CHARM. You should be GRATEFUL you’re stuck with me instead of someone else.❞
❛ Charm? ❜ Almost asked in a question,
genuinely confused at the connection.
The Medjai merely opts to ignore him, watching his movements
and taking in the environment around them with cautious glances.
His blade his drawn at the sound of a guttural noise not too far off
from where they stood, her line of sight following wherever the
sounds carried, from bush to bush, tree to tree, yet nothing had
come to greet them. Her experience with Outworld pale’s in
comparison to the the Black Dragon, but her general knowledge of
beasts warns her to keep her ground, joining the mercenary as her
battered, bruised hands, come to brandish the double-bladed
Halberd.
What lurks in the shadows of course, cares not about noise, or even
their movement. It’s the tang of iron it samples in the air, the blood
that they’ve all but covered themselves in, that’s where it’s attention
is drawn, and that is where it remains as it creeps forward, illuminating
the dark with four luminescent gold eyes which stare daggers at both
lost souls, not leaving their forms once.
Peek a Boo.
❛ Glad to hear it. Then both of us will be alive at the
end of this forest of horrors to finish what we started? ❜
Khadija’s form draws close to Kano’s, no longer seeing the four evil
eyes she could’ve sworn were mere inches away from them. Shit.
SEND THE FOLLOWING SYMBOLS TO MEET NPC’S IN MY CHARACTERS LIFE.
ADDITIONAL: “SYMBOL + QUESTION” TO ASK THEM A QUESTION
- 웃 mother
- 유 father
- ☁ grandparents
- ☾ siblings
- ✺ best friends
- ☂ enemies
- ❤ lovers
- ∞ children
- ☠ someone who has passed on
- ✈ someone who they miss
- ✿ someone they hurt
- ☼ someone that changed their life
❛ If I didn’t actually require your skillset, and you
didn’t try to start some ridiculous fight, I would’ve
killed you and be done with it, but no- ❜
Blood falls from the gash on her brow, a token of the
mercenary left from their brawl, now leaving the both of
them battered in some pit in Outworld, without light, food,
and more than likely patience for one another. This is how
it always is, the back and forth like cat and mouse, neither
any closer to blissful, violent end. No, instead the Medjai is
now in a situated that required her keeping him alive, or in
the least, subject to submissive temperment given she is in
need of something- that being him.
❛ You always insist on being so difficult, wallahi. ❜
❛ Salty? I’m merely trying to protect my retina’s
from this blatant assault you’re dishing out. ❜