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Started by Cylie , Nov 3rd 2015 20:15

akira - Nov 9th 2015 16:27


Kilo would be quietly camping on the roof in the background of the scenery, leaning his back aganist the concrete, scoping out the people visible to him. The cybernetic voice of his personal AI would ring inside his head as he observes the group.

- *Kilo, I suggest you do not approach. Some of them are S-RANK Subjects, and all of them are hostile. Do not intrude.*

He'd adjust the mask on his face, not making any significant movement or noise. He'd just stand there, watch everyone in his field of vision from the distance.

Edited Nov 9th 2015 16:28

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Cylie - Nov 9th 2015 16:33


Clarissa, jumped back in shock at the newcomer, but she recovered fast and easily had her sword in hand, it was a thin rapier and gleamed in the light. She choked on her words a little, "s-stop!" She quickly made sure she was between the man and this....Amelia? She raised her sword and prepared to be attacked.

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akira - Nov 9th 2015 16:38


Kilo would blink a couple of times as he moves his focus onto Blizzard, observing her hysterical actions, while quietly pushing himself off the wall and dropping down on his right knee in order to get a better view.

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Cylie - Nov 9th 2015 16:41


Clarissa held her breath for a count of three, she lunged but stopped just short of the girl, "infected." Her voice was again strong, and she held her weapon in a death grip while aiming the very tip of the blade at the girl's throat, "leave."

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akira - Nov 9th 2015 16:44


Upon noticing Clarissa's actions, Kilo would push himself up from the ground, leaning over the ledge, dropping down from the building. It wouldn't be a hight drop, only about 4-5 meters, but it would surely make noise as he lands on his both feet.

He'd move his gaze up on them, adjusting the mask on his face and kicking his feet into motion, slowly pacing towards them.

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Cylie - Nov 9th 2015 16:50


That's the exact moment when clarissa heard the thud of something falling, she quickly turned to see nothing from the direction of the sound, she to shuddered and then forgetting caution she kneeled in front of the girl, "if you fight long enough you become immune." She whispered close to her ear.

(I have to go for now! Bye!)

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akira - Nov 9th 2015 16:52


He'd stop about 15-16 meters in front of the group, moving his both hands up to his face, adjusting the mask on his face again before dropping them both and crossing them behind his back, staring on the group and tilting his head to his left side a bit, not making a single blink of an eye, remaining silent.

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akira - Nov 9th 2015 17:04


Kilo would be standing behind the concrete wall, in order to avoid being spotted, however things he cannot see, he can hear. And upon hearing Blizzard's monologue, a small smirk would appear on his face underneath his mask, due to the fact he shares a similiar opinion.

Edited May 20th 2019 10:22

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Cylie - Nov 9th 2015 17:22


Clarissa frowned, "artwork?" She was utterly confused by now and she sighed, "do you not want to live?" She raised her sword and rested thetio of it on the back of e girls neck, she would simply pull down if the girl said no, but if she said yes, clarissa would remove her weapon and let her go. She had a shaky feeling....something bad was about to happen.

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akira - Nov 9th 2015 17:30


Kilo would swiftly push himself off the concrete wall, and with a swift spin on his heel he'd kick his feet into motion, revealing himself in order so they can notice him and change their focus. To do that even further, while he paces towards the group, he moves his both hands behind his back, grabbing the handle of his Katana, moving it upwards and out of the sheathe. That would make the classical sound of cold steel being slided by something. He'd stop about five meters from the group, moving the tip of the katana towards the concrete wall underneath him, connecting the tip of it with the ground, looking up at the group, remaining silent, as if waiting for one of them to speak first.

His lower face would remain covered with a mask, and his eyes would not show much of an emotion.


Edited Nov 9th 2015 17:31

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