Takitsu
Death Merchant
//Oana[A:2]
A cute mask to cover a killer's face
Posts: 60
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Post by Takitsu on May 31, 2008 5:04:53 GMT -5
What am I doing here?
The words repeated themselves over and over in Takitsu’s mind, causing the teenage girl a great deal of stress. She let it show, too; her eyebrows furrowed, her eyes narrowed, she chewed on her bottom lip mercilessly, and her legs gave a slight wobble with each step. She was no genius, she had just barely passed the entrance exams, so why was she here, surrounded by kids a thousand times smarter than she could ever hope to be?
It was because of one simple thing: her brother, the most important person in the world to Takitsu. Intelligence was one of the few areas in which the twins differed. Takiyoshi had passed with flying colors, while Takitsu had struggled. The entire time, Takitsu had been thinking of how lucky her *slightly* elder brother was. Takitsu was the ‘nerd’, or so her parents said. Good with computers, great at gaming, and able to fix almost any appliance, while Takiyoshi was a child prodigy in everything else. It was worth it, though. She was in the same school as Takiyoshi, and even if she hardly got to see him, Takitsu liked knowing that her brother was somewhere close by.
It just isn’t fair Takitsu complained silently, brushing a brown lock of hair out of her eyes. And since we scored differently, onii-san even has different classes . Takitsu let out a small sigh. With her brother’s absence, she had no one to talk to, no one to hang around. And thought she was surrounded by the many other students, she felt lonesome.
Another sigh. I’d rather be sketching Takitsu thought grimly. Though she was talented at it, Takitsu hated sketching with a passion. It took so long to get all the important details, and if the subject moved too much, you’d have to start all over. Too much time was wasted, time that she could have used sewing bunny ears onto her jackets, or doodling on her jeans.
Taking a seat on a nearby bench, Takitsu started to fidget with the necklace her mom had insisted she wear. It was a simple locket, but it was so annoying. She contemplated taking it off, but knew that she would forget to put it back on, and when she got home, her mother would have a fit. Like she did when Takiyoshi and I refused to support Kira
Takitsu shuddered. Such an unpleasant thought. Kira… Takitsu thought of him often, much to her dismay. Lately, everything she did somehow made her think of Kira. Talking to her brother made Takitsu think of how shaky his voice was after he was in the accident. Watching television reminded her of the many criminals that had been killed live on the news. And Takitsu hadn’t once gone shopping without her pocket knife since the bandit had grabbed Takiyoshi. Once a savior that she worshipped, now a killer that made Takitsu’s blood run cold at the sound of his name. She feared him. She feared him much more that the geniuses around her, more than being betrayed, and more than chickens. Those strange animals…
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Post by gabriel on May 31, 2008 23:07:39 GMT -5
A raced down the road on his motorcycle. His jacket fraying in the wind. He then spotted his destination. He popped a wheelie and landed it smoothly. The spot he was parking in was just big enough but he had to show off. He raced down to the spot and hit the front brake causing it to pop up on the front wheel. He twisted his body causing it to turn and leaned back making it land. He kicked the kickstand and lifted off his helmet shaking his messy hair. He then noticed a girl at the park bench alone. ”Hey little miss why are you all alone? It isn’t safe now a days.” A said feeling really old now. He hadn’t always sounded like that it was just how it came out. A walked over and sat down next to her. ”By the way I’m not some random perv.” A said leaning over secretly showing her his badge. He slid back away and looked at her. She is very pretty. A thought and then beginning to think how bad this would sound.. OOC if you don’t get the picture of the motorcycle thing here is a video of it youtube.com/watch?v=rTeeTK4cuso
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Takitsu
Death Merchant
//Oana[A:2]
A cute mask to cover a killer's face
Posts: 60
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Post by Takitsu on Jun 1, 2008 0:23:44 GMT -5
A loud noise wretched Takitsu from her troubled thoughts. The heck? she wondered, her face showing her confusion as she looked towards the noise. Several other groups of students snapped from their chatter to complain about and search for the source. I see... a motorcycle Takitsu nodded slightly as a dark colored motorcycle drove by. It turned around, popping a wheelie as it went. Such a show off... Takitsu rolled her eyes as the rider raced down to an empty spot, pulling even more tricks. Deciding she had no further business with the ordeal, she turned back to the troublesome locket and played around with it a little more. Why do I have to wear this stupid thing, anyway? I don't see why mom is so hung up on me wearing jewelry all the time... Takitsu scowled at the small heart dangling from the silver chain, as if it had done her some great form of personal harm. So... superfluous... wow, that was a big word
Takitsu was once again torn from her thoughts as she felt someone staring at her. Looking him over, she recognized him as the one who was riding the motorcycle shortly before. What does he want? Takitsu asked herself, putting on a plain face, some would call it a poker face.
”Hey little miss why are you all alone? It isn’t safe now a days.”
What the hell?! Takitsu yelled in her head, letting her confusion and startled state show through. Her eyes widened, and she blinked a few times. She scooted over a little as he sat down next to her, looking him over a few times. He doesn't seem like he'd do something improper... but you can't really tell with people these days Takitsu wished that she had brought her pocket knife. It was unlikely that this man would try and touch her, what with Kira, and this being such a crowded area. But still...
”By the way I’m not some random perv.”
Takitsu's eye caught a badge as he leaned over. NPA? Takitsu relaxed. She was safe with him.
"I'm only here because I don't like talking very much," she answered, looking to the clusters of students. When compared with the groups of six, sometimes even ten students, Takitsu guessed she really did look something like a loner. Sue her.
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Post by gabriel on Jun 1, 2008 0:37:59 GMT -5
A looked at her. ”Figures as much. So do you need anything? A young pretty girl like you shouldn’t be out alone with Kira around like this. A said not taking much thought into how other people thought of Kira. He looked around at the other masses of students staring at him. He brushed them off and looked back at Takitsu. ”So what’s your name?” A asked politely. He looked at her fiddling with the locket. Then saw a very suspicious guy standing behind them out of the corner of his eye. He didn’t like this. He was kind of glad he sat here but kind of upset. He was supposed to be under cover but hey a guys gotta do what a guys gotta do.
He turned his body around and kicked up his right leg propping it away from her. He admired his wonderful bike. He had just gotten it repainted…..damn those Mafia punks.
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Post by Jax~the~painter on Jun 1, 2008 19:18:38 GMT -5
Jax strolled along the sidewalk that skirted the To-Oh University. She had thought about going there, but never applied. Plus, she was kinda lazy and didn't ever feel like taking the entrance exam. Boy did she hate exams. She avoided them at all costs. For some strange reason, she had a fear of rejection and forever being branded not good enough. It was silly really.
Her grey eyes scanned over the crowds of students outside. The first thing she always looked at when looking at a person was their hair. She thought that a person's hair told alot about them. Well, that was certainly true for her. Her bright pink hair almost seemed to shout I really don't care what you think of me because I am me and boy am I odd. She smiled as she thought about it.
Though her smile quickly faded as she saw a man with a motorcycle sitting next to a girl on a bench. Trouble perhaps? Perhaps not. She really wasn't one to judge on social gatherings or groups. Boyfriend and girlfriend? Possible. She dragged her feet a bit as she approached them, intending to not listen to their convorsation, but getting the feeling she would would anyway.
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Takitsu
Death Merchant
//Oana[A:2]
A cute mask to cover a killer's face
Posts: 60
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Post by Takitsu on Jun 1, 2008 20:43:08 GMT -5
Young and pretty? Takitsu smirked a little. What's this guy playing at? And I'm not endangered by Kira. I haven't done anything wrong... that I know of... Takitsu thought back. Had she done anything wrong? Anything to upset Kira? She certainly hoped not. Though it had it's downsides, Takitsu rather enjoyed life, thank you very much.
Do I need anything? Heh... Takitsu's smirk grew a little wider. Yes, actually. I need a perfect score on the entry exams so I can have the same classes as my brother, so that I don't end up sitting here alone with nothing better to do than fidget with this dumb locket. Can you do that?! Takitsu thought about really saying this, but she'd rather not raise her voice. She hated talking enough as it is. If this guy wasn't with the NPA, she wouldn't have spoken two words to him. Call her mute, antisocial, whatever. Takitsu really didn't like to talk to anyone, except of course, her brother.
At the mention of Kira, Takitsu stiffened. She was easy going, for the most part, but everyone had a little red button, and this guy had just slammed hers. Taking a few careful breaths, she managed to relax herself, but the uneasy expression stayed. She began to bite her tongue, the slightest of frowns tugging at her lips. Relax. It's not his fault. He doesn't know Takitsu had to remind herself as images from the grocery store and TV killings began to nag at her. Just calm down
My name? Takitsu looked up, away from her necklace. This was tricky. Should she give her fake name? No, he's with the NPA, I can trust him. But still, you can't be to careful...
"I'm-" Takitsu stuttered, looking for somethign to look at, something to get away from this question. A girl with bright pink hair seemed to be staring at the two of them. Bright.Pink.Hair. Perfect.
Turning around to look at the stranger, Takitsu noticed that she was coming closer. Slowly, but surely. Takitsu gave a smile, and a friendly wave. I like her hair. It makes her look cute! Takitsu rather liked cute things. And really liked this girl, for distracting her, saving her from the name question. Takitsu knew she'd have to answer it later, but she'd cross that bridge when she came to it.
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Post by gabriel on Jun 1, 2008 22:33:33 GMT -5
A looked at her as she looked different when he brought up Kira. He then noticed her waving. He turned to see the girl with pink hair. I guess she knows her. A said as he stood up for the pink haired girl to have a seat. He was very polite and tired of sitting. He motioned for her to sit down and stood towering over Takitsu. I’ll find out her name later. A thought as he stood there waiting on Jax to sit down. ”Well since your friend is here I’ll be on my way.” A said as he saw the guy behind her get closer. The man then reached out and grabbed Takitsu’s purse and made a mad dash off. A jumped over the bench and chased after him. Once close enough he jumped and landed on top of the purse snatcher. Looking him in the eye he grabbed the purse and moved it away. He pulled out his phone and made a call. ”Hey I’ve got a purse snatcher dying to have his face shown to kira.” A said as he lifted the punk up and handcuffed him to a pole.
A picked up her purse and handed it to her. It had been a while since he had done that but oh well. He acted as though nothing had just happened
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Post by Jax~the~painter on Jun 1, 2008 22:46:32 GMT -5
Jax didn't react at all while the entire purse-snatching scene went on. It was over as fast as it had happened. And quite frankly Jax was used to seeing petty crimes go on. She looked from the NPA guy to the purse snatcher, then to the girl who had waved to her. So many new people and she had just encountered them all in one swoop. For such a social reject she was doing pretty good.
Jax looked at the criminal handcuffed to the pole. "Ah, new meat for that murdering god they call Kira ..." she mumbled to herself. She said Kira's name with a noticable distain.
After glaring at the man for a few moments more, she looked at the NPA officer and the girl on the bench. "Well hiya." she said with a lazy smile, almost amused by the situation.
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Takitsu
Death Merchant
//Oana[A:2]
A cute mask to cover a killer's face
Posts: 60
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Post by Takitsu on Jun 2, 2008 21:28:39 GMT -5
Takitsu hardly had time to react as her purse was snatched Wait, what? was all she thought as A handed it back to her, after handcuffing the criminal to a pole. She shuddered. Kira was going to get him, for sure. Does a purse-snatcher really deserve to be killed? Takitsu wondered sadly. She hoped that this entire Kira business would be over soon, but her gut told her otherwise.
Takitsu didn't answer verbally, but waved back at the pink-haired stranger. Takitsu tilted her head to the side. Pink hair... there's no way... It can't be natural... can it? Takitsu asked herself, frowning a little. Was it really any of her business? Not really. But, such a color... it promises a creative person Takitsu decided that, though she had just met her, she had taken a liking to this girl. Young woman, more like.
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Post by gabriel on Jun 2, 2008 21:41:40 GMT -5
A kicked his foot up on the bench next to Takitsu and leaned on it. ”You’re not very talkative are you?” A asked Takitsu then turned to Jax. ”Well I’ll leave you girls alone now. Just tell the NPA officer that comes to pick him that A left him.” A said as he turned around and walked in the direction that he had chased the man. Then he noticed a pink wallet laying on the ground. He reached down and looked at the I.D. He didn’t exam the name he just saw the picture. It was Takitsu. He turned back around and walked back to her. ”This must have fallen out when I tackled him.” A said smiling and handing her the wallet. Well now where should I go? Maybe to go see Nai? A thought to himself as he turned back around.
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Post by Jax~the~painter on Jun 2, 2008 22:02:19 GMT -5
Jax just stood there. That is, till the girl on the bench waved at her. She lifted her bony arm and paint splattered hand and waved lazily to the girl. Such an interesting situation. Here right in front of her was a criminal, an NPA officer and a girl who seemed to be mute. She didn't know what to do really, so she just did what she always did when her mind was blank, stood there. She had kind of a half smile, half smirk on her face. It was almost creepy.
Her eyes widened a bit as she saw the pink wallet. "Pink wallet, eh? Nice color choice if I do say so myself. Pink is such a beautiful and exquisite color." she said with a joking type of conviction. She let out a small giggle that basically sounded like a cough. She then adjusted her glasses on the end of her nose. It was something she did when things got awkward or quiet.
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Takitsu
Death Merchant
//Oana[A:2]
A cute mask to cover a killer's face
Posts: 60
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Post by Takitsu on Jun 10, 2008 16:42:55 GMT -5
Takitsu wrinkled her nose at the sight of her wallet, but gave A a thankful look and took it back anyway. She didn't really like her wallet; Takitsu had wanted a plain purple one, yet her mother grabbed the pink one, decorated with stars. Takitsu didn’t really like pink, didn’t like jewelry, and hated the fact that her parents were always pushing her to ‘act more like a girl’. Takiyoshi was the only one who didn’t push and prod her about it. It seemed her brother was the only one who liked her the way she was.
Something clicked. Her wallet. A had picked it up. And her I.D. was inside. Had he looked at it? Takitsu bit her bottom lip. If he was Kira, she was as good as dead. Well… no, I’m not Takitsu thought, trying to calm herself. I haven’t done anything to upset him, so I’m fine She smiled a little. Besides, if her was Kira, he could’ve just killed that purse snatcher, instead of chasing him Takitsu pulled at the locket again. No, Kira’s smarter than that, he wouldn’t give himself away so easily. Takitsu frowned. A isn’t Kira. End of story.
Turning back to the other girl, Takitsu smiled. Taking a closer look, she noticed that her wallet was about the same shade of pink as this girl’s hair. Takitsu brightened a little. Pink hair… I may not like pink, but it must be so cool to have such an interesting color in your hair.
“Thanks,” Takitsu answered. “I’m Takitsu, and, you are?”
(( Meh, sorry about the wait, but Jax *when she gets back* should be happy that I posted more pictures on dA ^^))
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Post by tenshizetsumei on Jul 7, 2008 20:37:35 GMT -5
Tenshi stood by a tree a few yards away as the purse snatching incident happened, his long black hair blowing in the wind revealing the red streak down the side. He wore his favorite black shirt and pants and a hint of a tattoo was visible from the back. He wondered what would drive a person to something like that in broad daylight. Even if he had gotten away people had seen him do it, people that new his real name. All they would have to do is put his name online and he would be dead in a matter of days.oh well, I guess that's life he thought to himself. He walked over to the on the bench to get a better look at the girls. The one with the pink hair was kinda strange looking but kinda cute at the same time. The real interesting one was the girl sitting on the bench. She barely made a move when the guy took her purse. Then there was the man that had been talking to her. Why would he risk his life running down a criminal. For all he new the purse-snatcher could have had a gun or something...this guys is defiantly a cop.
"Hello ladies,"said Tenshi as he got nearer to them, "My name is...Silence and I was wondering if you could tell me were the scheduling office is. You see I just got excepted and I don't really know my way around yet." As he spoke Tenshi put is hand on top of his head and closed his eyes.
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