Seperation Anxiety

[Ellie who has 0%]

With a low snarl, claws racked against the bricked wall making a screech like nails on a chalk board. Why the viera will inflict such gruesome sound to her ears was unknown? Still it didn't compare to the inner aggitation that scarred her. Her breathing labored after her distant sprinting that brought her to the third district.

She needed to kill something...and fast.

"DAMMIT!" She rose her fist to punch the wall square on, but she slowed the blow on to slap her palm against before raking her claws against it. Coffee wasn't crazed to go stupid to injure herself irresponsibility, especially if the source of her agitation wouldn't be around to mend it.

The viera snorted before strolling off. Hypthetically, the other wouldn't take too much interest if she had bloodied her hand. Sure she would ask only to back up her curiousity with twisted logic that lacked any sense of emotion, but furthermore no interest. She would probably only mend it because Coffee wouldn't tend to it.

Saga on the other hand would pester her with question, while babying the wound. Thinking of the scientist made her nose twitched. Good, she wasn't around to question her behavior, since it wasn't the norm from the cool collected bunny rabbit who looked down on the weak and carry on her business accordingly.

Reaching up, Coffee would permit herself to scratch herself, such wounds were minor, but did give her a sting to distract herself from the nostalgia of affection. Affection was a crippling need, and the viera was becoming even more hostile at the thought of her yearning for it.

"Fucking bullshit..."

[shiko]

Zetsu who had witnessed the whole scene. Looked at the bunny eared thing for a good 5 seconds. Then burst out laughing, with small tears coming out of his eyes. Soon he was on his knees and a second later on the floor laughing his heart out.

"Those....are hilarious" He said getting up and pointing at her ears and still suppressing his laughter. 'Oi is that a hat or is she an alien?' Zetsu asked himself in his head.

[Ellie who has 0%]

Marroon eyes tinted darkly at the laughter. Her claws gripped the handle on Esmeralda tighter. Not in the greatest mood Coffee merely snapped with a low growl revealing her fangs. She needed something to exert her energy on, and she already saw a perfect target. Her heels clicked swiftly with her swift run.

Before the boy can get another laughter, the viera moved at a swift sprint and lifted a powerful left leg for an unfriendly kick in the face. A kick from a viera is a painful one, which is reinforced by the thick sols of her high heels. She completed Strobe Night with additional kicks releasing the blinding effect.

"Let's see what's funnier when your blood is on the pavement." Curling her lips, she spat like a grown man and twirled the bladed end of her halberd at the nuissance. Actually she was getting a bit hungry and wouldn't mind eating a hume and wearing his blood to sate her prior disastisfaction, and all of this was occuring without the influence of the black mist.

He had crossed her at the wrong time.

Being an asssasin, she wouldn't even allow him a moment to breath, she already had the halberd glowing green, and would love his screams when she rip him to shreds.

[antique]

What beautiful parts.

The viera moved quietly down the pathways with the noise of a ghost. Underneath cloaked hands, she held an assortment of small Gummi Ship parts. Small, glowing, and most importantly, symmetrical pieces of art. The mentally unstable Viera had been temporarily tranquilized with the acquisition of such gems, and for the next few days would probably be less than a threat to society as she reconfigured them for the Air Ship.

But things never really ran that smoothly.

Creme's large flopping ears twitched in the direction of swift movement--those that could only belong to a viera. Velvet cake eyes narrowed with a sort of amusement as she observed the hunt.

Coffee didn't seem to be in that good of a mood.

This was definitely much more interesting that installing parts.

Her already heightened senses told her that if she was a good little Viera, she might be able to see blood drawn.

"Lovely," she whispered to herself.

[shiko]

(I'm suddenly regretting my golden rule, pls posting order should be Coffee, me then creme).

Zetsu was on the floor feeling very dizzy. 'I never meant for a fight.' He thought. A second later Zetsu was on all fours, laughing at the thought of her ears again. After he was done he stood up and with blood trickling down his chin, he raised his fist and said " Is...that all a cute human-bunny can do!" His head was aching due to the uppercut and kick. His chest felt broken and his legs were strained. 'This bunny ain't no joke. Too bad she's a chick.'

[Ellie who has 0%]

(well..it seems the order had changed >> since we didn't know that Creme would be joining. And changing it would be skipping people. So order Coffee, Creme, Shiko. D: It's a trend of post order changes when one comes in >> before forming a neeew flooow. LEET"S CONTINUE.)

"Is that all the cute human-bunny can do-"

Proving otherwise, he would've looked up to see Coffee on the move again with a halberd ready to slice and dice him. She kept a distance between herself and the target. With a swing of the halberd, it was close enough to leave a wound. The viera's nostrils flared to inhale any signs of blood. With the halberd illuminating green, it would bind a curse on whoever gets cut by it. He won't be able to draw a single attack if the halberd touches him, and perhaps if he stops fueling the viera any further she would leave his body in less pieces than intended.

When Coffee enters a serious drive, she hardly talks, but let her skills do all the work and talking with any songs of pain she brings unto the body. Her ears twitched; she wanted to hear his blood sings when they seep out of his wounds and hit the pavement. Also as an assasin, Coffee can make a clean kill without getting overally messy, but now she was a hunteress she doesn't mind making mess. The bigger the mess, the bigger the message; it was either higher Coffee, she'll get the job done or fuck off.

The viera was so absorbed that she didn't even recognized a familiar scent, the source of the outrageous hazardous seperation anxiety.

[antique]

Creme did enjoy the show that was being performed in front of her. It was like watching prey---that wasn't quite sure if it was prey, being toyed with by a predator. The red-eyed Viera licked her pale lips at the first sight of blood dripping from the boys chin--and from his gait, it looked as if there were some other form of damage too.

How she'd love to slice into that--see what color Coffee made him on the inside. Was it a lovely violet shade? Perhaps pink?

Her long white nails dug solidly into the custom Gummi Ship parts. No. She must not think about that sort of thing--how warm his insides would be...warm, like the feeling of being loved--NO!

Butterflies. The number 8. Rainbows. Picture frames. Perfectly symmetrical things, like Coffee.

"Much more than a mere Hume, boy," she chuckled under her breath.

[shiko]

(Pls if ur gonna use a swear word put a * after the first word).

Zetsu opened his arms wide at the bunny came forward."I'll give u three chances, if u cant kill me or mortally wound me with three attacks then I will defend." Zetsu shouted with an angry look on his face. As if the thing before him was what he wanted to kill or rip the most. His hair started rising and turning blood red. "What say you? What do you intend!!!"He shouted just as the blade sliced him.

[Ellie who has 0%]

The viera's nose snorted knowing how long his inability to make an efficient attack or defense will be, but he was ignorant to his current situation. Also, he should never put himself at a death wish. If the viera wanted to, she can kill him in less than three. She had the agility and the training to destory. The question was...was he really worth the effort and time.

Had she ever killed anyone in cold blood? Well she was never attached to her hits, but she was adament in getting her pay. The true question is...have she ever made a purposeless kill. That would be a negative, any slay she have committed was for a particular benefitting reason, and what was benefiting in overpowering a foolish whelp, who beckoned her to kill him.

Her claws were ready to illuminate into a dark color, but she held it back. The bulk of her frustration was gone. "Just to think I was about to waste my time on a worthless idiot...you have no value for me."

On the balls of her feet, she turned away from him; her claws on the other hand were still itching to stab him and were already a dark emerald anxious for him to dare pull a slick move. Her eyes wandered over landing on a familiar figure. Waving her halberd, the blood on it swiped off still leaving a reddish stain.

"What are you doing here...so far from your ship?"
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[antique]

Creme inwardly clucked in disappointment. She would have very adamently liked to see Coffee finish the Hume off. Lacking any morals whatsoever, it would not have bothered her to see a dead Hume. The pale Viera would have been more upset if there was an inactive Air Ship, rotting away.

There was something off about that Hume, though.

Oh well. His livelyhood was of no importance to her.

As Coffee cleaned Esmerelda, her eyes followed the direction of the blood that fell on the pavement. It wasn't anything that she tried to hide. It was painfully obvious that Creme had a fascination with it, though it was often quelled by anything mechanical. If only she could get her hands on that boy. She'd keep him in a cage and run all sorts of beautiful experimentation on him. But it was just not to be.

"What are you doing here...so far from your ship?"

Creme blinked a few times, though the action was delayed--pulling her eyes off the stain on the cobblestone road, she turned her attention to the other Viera, and held out the parts to the Air Ship that she was carrying. They didn't look like something that should go on it...in fact, they were most likely stolen.

[shiko]

A wide grin grew on his face and said. "Don't take it the wrong way. I ain't weak, I just promised someone that I would not use my fighting style on women. Not that their weak or anything." He said the last sentence in a hurry so that she doesn't take it the wrong way. He suddenly noticed a second one appear. 'Is this a powerful bunny town?' He thought. Then looking back at cute-bunny number 1 he said "From what I've seen you ain't so bad ur self, morality wise. Since you spared my life. Look like you could kill me anytime. Looks like you still want to kill me in fact." He said with an angry look and his hair was now bright red with his last sentence. "I hate the smell of blood. Your very presence is like that of a heartless woman. As if you've killed many. You have the smell of innocent blood. Your the first female I've met that I hate."

[Ellie who has 0%]

She would show up all of a suddeen; Coffee twitched her nose before snorting the smell of blood out of her senses. The source of her destructive of anxiety just merely stood there staring at the floor. One may think Creme is a bit of spazz, but perhaps ADD when it came to blood; Coffee knew of her tearing and breaking tendencies. The other viera presented some stray parts, and her nose just instinctually sniffed it. A brow arched, "so that's what you been up to."

It wasn't surprising to know that all this time she was scavenging parts; what also wasn't surprising was the annoying hume was still talking. Her ear instinctually turned towards him, while her eyes were still focused on Creme. She merely snorted at his wishy washiness from exhalting her 'morals' which was merly doing whatever benefitted Coffee...and Creme then waltzed down to loathing. Will the humes ever make up there forsaken mind.

"You can hardly stick with an argument. With that plus your worthlessness, I have no need of wanting your acceptance, so do yourself a favor...either leave or go jump a cliff."

[antique]

Creme allowed her lips to twitch ever so slightly; to the untrained eye, it looked like nothing, though to the other Viera she had been traveling with, it could have been interpreted as a smile. There was an entire disconnect between the Viera and emotions and morals--she just really didn't "understand" them.

She ran her long white claws lovingly down the side of the larger Gummi Ship part, like one would perhaps stroke a kitten. Yes, that was exactly what she been up to. Creme was the odd kind of sort that when she had a muse, or when she found something particularly interesting, she would delve into it for hours, days, weeks. Sometimes she would forget to eat. Or sleep. There were unsightly black bags underneith her eyes, and she did seem as if she had lost weight. It made her appearance look like an elegant version of death. But she seemed "happy"--as far as that emotion went for Creme.

"If my theory is correct, we should be able to travel much quicker with a fraction of the damage to the Ship," she said, in monotone. Her flopping ears twitched in the direction of the Hume who talked too much.

She tore her eyes away from Coffee, feeling the dark flickering tounge of the madness snake lick at the crevasses of her brain.

"An oral piece like yours is bound to get you killed, Hume."

She rummaged her cloak and produced a long, viscious looking needle. "Perhaps I should fix that for you," she said, no inflection within her voice whatsoever.

[shiko]

'And here I thought bunnies were non-hostile and kind little creatures.' Zetsu thought to himself. He drew 4 swords one by one and stabbed them in the floor. Holding the last two in his hands. His hair was practically glowing now, all the pain seemed to be gone and replaced by rage. "I'm not human, you stupid bunny. A human is an insult. We Rexanians are far more superior." He said this with a mixture of anger and pride if that were possible.

'I'm starting to hate all cute creatures. Why do they always attack me?2 He thought angrily.

[Ellie who has 0%]

"Hm, well isn't that convenient," Coffee mummered in a pleasing tone, but her eyes narrowed at the little details. A mocha hand reached out to rest on Creme's forehead, while pushing her head up to peer at. "I'm driving."

The viera snorted at the evidence of Creme's handywork. This viera had a knack for pushing herself to the brink. The viera frowned at herself for not even noticing it instantly or better yet checking on her more often before such signs were as engraved as they were now, "You've been at it again, and until your health is back at its peak...you are not going behind the wheel."

The Rava Viera was serious in every aspect; yes Creme is quite independent, but sometimes that independency drained her like it did now. Even if she showed any sign of dispute to disagree, Coffee won't buckle; she would even tie up the stubborn woman if she had to; although she wouldn't mind experimenting bondange on her.

For a moment she thought Creme was ignoring her causing her ears to flatten distasting it, but they perked up when realizing her attention drawn to the hume. Even he had the skill to arouse the calm silent scientist's annoyance. A brow quirked when Creme revealed, then looked at the hume. Coffee decided not to inform him that Creme can be quite direct and generally means what she says; there's a defined difference between the vieras where Coffee would spare seeing those unworthy, Creme most likely won't hesistate to have a new cadaver to cut. For her, blood was all the same...and so was the thrill of seeing one's insides.

Ears turned in displeasure at his tonality; resisting a growl, her jaws clenched tightly. She didn't have to make an outburst to defend Creme's honor for numerous reason. One, the viera can cause damage all by herself and was efficient in it. Two, she knew very well how stupid Creme wasn't, and to loose her head for an idiotic assumption was just as ridiculous than the assumption itself. Three, she was never her counterpart would appreciate such thing; she tends to be quite indifferent with a lot of things.

What Coffee will do is observe the pair carefully. She won't let the hume wound Creme over her dead body, yet she wouldn't want Creme to push herself further to the edge than she already have with her gummi scavanger hunt and tinkering.

"I find having his heart in a jar...satisfactory...before burning it."