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Post by Little One??Oana on May 17, 2008 19:37:37 GMT -5
On top of the highest point of the lowest tower of To-oh university, the shadow of a young girl could be seen, despite the shadows of the taller towers keeping her hidden, she didnt see the use, nobody could see her anyway.
God this totally sucks...
Setting down her stuff, Oana stood up straight and gave a tremendous yawn, stretching her arms to where her long nails clenched and dug into her pale wrists. She figured this would happen, but she didnt think it would be this boring in the human world. She sat on the guarded roof, watching people pass in and out but to no avail, everyone had normal lifespans, and not one single lifespan had been completely dissapated. there was no epic event as ryuk had gotten, just days of total boredom.
She looked at the deathnote next to her, (which was surprising seeing as her black hair covered her eyes and only stopped almost an inch above her nose.) was she looking in the wrong place? there had been many people willing to be Kira, none of them had a right mind for it though, and if there was one thing Oana hated, it was the rotten slaves that followed blindly. None of them could live to the standards that Kira would set, no one questioned his methods, they just let it happen....It was stupid, but her gut kept telling her to wait a little longer, it would all work out for her, she just needed to be patient, or else she had to go back to hide and seek in the shinigami relm, " I'll wait a little longer." She said aimlessley to herself, " I am not going back that easily. Not now while the gettin' could get good."
With a restless sigh, she yawned again and sat back down, looking down at the double doors of the school, would it kill her to go inside and take a look around? Maybe more of them were inside, maybe it wouldn't so bad that she had to return to her meaningless existence as the shinigami's bargaining chip.
She had made up her mind, and as silently and calmly as she could her peppery wings folded out, and with scythe and deathnote in hand, she flew off of the building to the doors. Once on the ground her wings receded and she floated like a ghost into the doors, her prescece made a bit uneasy.
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Post by takai on May 18, 2008 18:07:35 GMT -5
Takai calmly walked out of the doors with his suitcase in hand of a laptop, poisons, and sedatives. He himself was the only one dressed in a suit instead of uniform, he was probably the only one who was 'older' than all the others. To top it off he was far more dangerous than the others.
He was thinking as he was walking rigidly and with a expression of calm, cold, grimness. Hmm, nothing new yet on physcology and the teacher is going to make me work with someone eventually.
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Post by Little One??Oana on May 20, 2008 21:22:35 GMT -5
Oana’s floating was fruitless, she could feel the lack of tension hanging around her, she gave another lioness yawn and continued to float along, Scythe lolling grumpily along the tile floor, errily making almost no sound. She turned her head to the window nearby her. She should go outside, sit down in her little cranny and continue to doze, but inside she could feel herself yearn it. patience Oana, it will all work out for you
At the sound of a footstep her ears perked. Under the mat of hair a flash of interest came and her head snapped to meet the posture of a student student? she gave a young giggle of doubt, hardly… This kid looked too big, to burly, and he was indimidating-looking for a human. Her pale hand twitched with the notebook, and her compulsion seemed a little new to her. The wings on her head extended, and she quickly took flight to him.
She was much shorter than him, but she didn’t mind, that was what the wings on her head were for. She met him eye to eye, her small red lips curling into a smile. She lifted the notebook, her white nails gleaming in the light, and she gave him a light swat on the shoulder, it should be enough for him to see me.
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Post by takai on May 21, 2008 15:49:25 GMT -5
Murazar stopped in his tracks when he felt something touch him, and a instant later he saw a demon or something of some sort at eye level with him. He didn't change expression-wise or in his head, he merely held out his free hand and said, "Hello ma'am, my name is Takai. If I may ask without offending, but what are you exactly?"
He was way to calm and nothing changed about him, obviously this feminish creature of some sort intended to surprise him. Either for enjoyment or just for a underhanded motive.
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Post by Little One??Oana on May 22, 2008 7:01:18 GMT -5
At the sound of his nonchalant reply, Oana giggled with childish glee. If he needed to ask that question, than this might be a little bit more fun. The wings on her head kept her afloat, but she didnt need that much airspace. she knew what her mind lead her to, " Shouldnt it be obvious to you Mr.Takai, how you do not know I may not ask why, I need no good reason, I wont hold my breath." Her lips curled again into a smile, " I am a shinigami, otherwise known as a god of death."
(sorry for its shortness Im short on time)
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Post by takai on May 22, 2008 17:10:52 GMT -5
Murazar didn't even blink, nothing changed about him he simply said as he kept his hand out for a handshake, "Well, whats your name shinigami ma'am? And what do you want with me considering im one of the few not even surprised at all by you let alone afraid. Also I never believed in death gods so I guess you do exist regardless I have work to do, so if you don't mind please accompany me if you want to watch."
He had recieved a hit earlier from the Bureau, it was on a man who worked with the KGB and was pretending to be a normal citizen. But in actuality he was sending information to take down a russian fugitive who the usa wanted to pump for information on the KGB. He was simply to go to his hotel and kill the bodyguards and him without anyone knowing. He already had someone take the tape out of the security office for the day so he could go in and out without being recorded.
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Post by Little One??Oana on May 22, 2008 22:33:28 GMT -5
Her curiosity nor her pride had been stifled, but the back of her head was nagging a bit. Her smile in a calmer stste, she floated to the ground and her true height was revealed, something like that of a small child, but he was huge, he practically towered over her. “ Oana, simply Oana, and you can call me little one if you wanna” (though she preferred not to be called that by anyone.) “ And silly young man, I don’t want shock or fear, I just was bored out there, I didn’t want it bad here.” She made a scowl at the thought of back in the shinigami realm. The long days, the boring lagging day after day. It was such a pitiful existence she couldn’t go back to it.
“ But…” Her head snapped back up to meet his whether he could see her eyes or not. Don’t expect you were chosen with any great chance, bluntly, it was just under this circumstance.” Her wings popped out of her head again and she began to float once again, but now, she didn’t have to rhyme, she just needed patience, a little bit longer, “ Lead the way Mr. Takai.”
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Post by takai on May 23, 2008 15:16:49 GMT -5
He simply nodded and after getting in a small car that the NPA had recieved out of a drug bust. He had requisitioned it, after he was done driving to the hotel he parked the car near the entrance pillars and put a small RU-AP mine in the glove box of the car. Stepping out he went to the front and asked for the mans name, being told what room he procceded to sneak around and get past security and into the surveillance room. He simply walked over and snapped their necks, he took the mans security guard clothes and put them on. Afterwards he hid his clothes and the body in a closet in the room and locked it with a lock he brought with him, it was a combo lock that if you tampered with it it would explode ensuring that his clothes would not fall into authority hands. He sat down and watched the CCTV's for the moment, silent like he was death and not the shinigami oana.
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Post by Little One??Oana on May 26, 2008 15:10:17 GMT -5
Oana had followed takai inch by inch from the school to the hotel's obvious location. She wasn't surprised that this man might have been in the killers line of work, it was men like him that made sure shinigami like her didn't have yto do a thing in retrospoect, less work for her, less play for him but the humans are so willing to get rid of each other, they kill them all and we don't lift a finger while satisfyiing the old man. [\i] it was all plain and all very simple to her, the only feat left was that this human would mess it up for her, she wasn't ready ti pass along her notebook to anyone, especially anyone as uneventful as this kid.
The killings were swift and to the point where the efficiency of it all was beginnig to become an annoyance to oana. He snapped their necks, changed clothes, locked everything up and sat there silently waiting or watching or whatever the bloody hell was going on, though her face showed no sogns of impatience, now it was all a matter of whether or not this kid had any excitement up his sleeve, but knoiwing the larger killings she saw in world wars one and two, to watch necks snap was blazze to her.
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Post by takai on May 26, 2008 16:01:56 GMT -5
He finally memorized the routine of it all and pulled out a suitcase that was under the desk controls. He plopped it on top of the controls and after entering the combination he pulled out a rappeling rope and a c4 detonator. The rest of the suitcase was merely c4. He shut it and locked, replacing the suitcase he hid the items on his person and headed to the persons room. After locking the surveilance room and getting near the room he stopped, turned and went into the room next to it.
He left the door unlocked and went outside onto the balcony. He pulled out his silenced glock17A and hid it behind his leg and pretended to be looking down on the parking lot, after the only guard walked out onto the balcony he was surprised that takai was there and merely turned around in the other direction after he shut the door.
Idiot.Was takai's thought as he swiftly pulled the pistol out and shot the man in the head, he fell off the balcony and landed in a dumpster. Perfect, and thats why I booked every room except that one. To top it off, I don't have to pay for any of those rooms. He managed to jump onto the other balcony and as he entered put his pistol away. He put one of his other explosives under a table in the room and another he snuck in the table while the man was taking a shower.
Afterwards he headed back the same way to the security room. Once he arrived he switched clothes and set the explosives on the detonator to blow his car up, then the bathroom, then the room, and finally the suitcase which would destroy the first floor making the entire building crash.
After he attained a new vehicle via hotwiring he drove off, while doing that he clicked the detonator and threw it into a nearby sewer as he passed it up. Way to easy, good thing I had additional targets too. Means one hundred more grand for me. He looked over at oana and said in the same tone as before. "If that wasn't exciting it must have been interesting at least. I rarely get caught, and never fail. If you think im a bore then it must take more than shooting, explosives, outmanuvering, and outsmarting people to interest you."
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Post by Little One??Oana on May 26, 2008 18:15:33 GMT -5
Oana had yawned at the sight of everything, but was surprised when Takai even mentioned her, it was almost certain in her mind that she had been definitely forgotten and that she might have had to venture to another human. Now that she was tired, and this kid was obviously smart, there was no effort nor need to say anything cryptic, “ I am not an efficient person, it is disappointing to know that you hardly get caught. That’s why I liked all of the wars.” She gave a faint smile as her wings receded back into her.
“ When youre at war, you hardly have the means to plan anything unless youre in the business for a long time. All this quick and deadly killing bores me to death, I like watching torture, I like it when someone has the chance to get caught and rot in prison, it fascinates me greatly.” Oana yawned and stretched, looking around the car, “ What does it take for a girl to get a decent vine of grapes around here? I hadn’t had any since I arrived in the human world.”
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Post by takai on May 26, 2008 18:46:52 GMT -5
Takai smiled grimly and decided what the heck I'll get her some grapes since she mentions it. He started for the market from where he was however he said in the same calm and even tone. "Wouldn't it be more interesting to watch someone come up with a different way of killing someone each time rather than watch someone get caught because their a moron and have to rot in a cell for their life. To me that would be boring wouldn't it, also i'm wondering how you kill people. If you don't mind please tell me, I doubt i'd want to have whatever 'power' that would be."
He was telling the truth he prefered the risk and danger rather than sit back and kill someone at a safe area.
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Post by Little One??Oana on May 26, 2008 19:28:37 GMT -5
From behind the seat Oana gave a low chuckle of assurance, “ Yes, but you humans kill so quickly, Its more exciting to me a flawed victory than a flawless one because I can see if you can get out of it. Like a puzzle.” She lifted up and looked at Takai, “ My favorite execution I made to kill? I think his name was Gregory…Efimovitch? I’m not sure…” Though her eyes were invisible to him, her lips curled into a satisfied smirk. “ It was a battle between me and one of the other shinigami. We wrote death after death but they were so close together that he had avoided death by a hair multiple times. When he had finally gotten tied up in the river, he had almost escaped with his life until I gave the final blow.” Her smile became wider as she recalled the name.
Grigory Efimovitch
June 29th 1914
After nearly escaping the ropes tied to him, he succumbs to the water and dies of drowning.
“ He was fun to kill, best battle I had even been in with another shinigami, I even hovered over the portal to watch.”
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Post by takai on May 26, 2008 20:17:01 GMT -5
Murazar shrugged and merely said as he was turning to park near a food mart type store. "It being a contest i'm guessing it was un for you since you deal with death so much. However considering your here, your world must be a piece of crap. Why don't you focus on life and try and fix your own world? Also you dodged my question, how do you kill specifically please?" He made himself sound not demanding but the same as always.
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Post by Little One??Oana on May 26, 2008 20:44:52 GMT -5
Oana had let out a giggle “You are the ensightful one Mister Takai.” Her eyes floated to the supermarket and the giant paintings if fruit on the roof made her light up a bit, but not enough, “ I use a deathnote like normal shinigami,” she pulled out her notebook and showed it to him, “ I write whatever death I please and it happens. The others like just simply using heart attacks, but when I write in my deathnote, I enjoy drowning people. It is such a graceful death.” She sighed, but she didn’t know if it was exasperation, exhaustion, boredom, or enjoyment. “ And really what is there I can do to change it? In my realm we eat, sleep, gamble, and on occasions kill. Just as humans all die eventually, We all kill eventually. We do not learn anything but death and continue to work to our purpose, if not, we cease to exist, and in any realm, the worst is the thought that you never existed. The old man determines the rules of our world, and there is nothing we know beyond our purpose.” She leaned back in her seat.” It was fun for a little while, but then it turned into a meaningless existence of continuous melancholy. What you don’t realize Mister Takai, is that we are starting to change our world by coming here. The other realm will buzz with new deaths and will allow our world to be reinstated with new interests and ideas. That is the most change we can make.”
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