is after you. If he’s hunting you I’m going to be staying by your side.”
Andrea clenched her teeth and narrowed her eyes, feeling like a vein was about to explode in her head from sheer frustration. “Oh really!? ” she snarled. “And why, exactly, is that?!”
“Because he’s half of my soul, and I need to rejoin with him. So, if he is after you, then with you is where I will be!”
One silver eyebrow shot up in response for just a moment, then her eyebrows came down over her eyes in a flash of anger again. “What, are you trying to delay your death or something by telling me these dumb stories!?” she shouted.
“My death? You could barely hit Ryoku, what makes you think you could kill me?”
“I’m the toughest Martial Artist ever, I could beat you with my eyes closed!”
D and Andrea were practically nose-to-nose, giving each other looks that could kill. Sparks were nearly flying between the icy blue eyes and the mis-matched ones as the two growled low in their throats. Nikko started growling at Andrea and barked a few times, the hair on his back starting to raise.
“Hey!” came a voice from above, “Shut up down there!” A chunk of metal that may have been a table frame at one time fell down between Densetsu and Andrea, causing the two of them to jump backwards. They both turned and glared up, just catching a glimpse of a figure ducking into of one of the windows.
“Come down here and make me!” Andrea screamed before she turned back to Densetsu. “I don’t have time to stand here and argue with you. I’m leaving before the cops show up and arrest us both!” she turned on her heel and started walking away, trying desperately to ignore the fact that Densetsu and Nikko were trailing behind her.
“He had what ?!”
“Wings. Not that it makes any damn difference. I still could’ve taken him, if Wakame 5 over there hadn’t jumped in” Andrea shot a cold look at D.
“Stop calling me that.” he ordered, looking agitated. “No. Your hair looks like seaweed, so that’s your name now.”
He fumed as Roni and 26 listened to Andrea’s tale about Ryoku. The silver-haired girl was talking and tending her arm, which she kept insisting didn’t hurt. Kanjou stood by the door not too far away, watching the conversation intently. Andrea kept throwing evil glares at the back of D’s head as she recounted the story.
What am I supposed to think about Ryoku and this other guy? He claims that they’re each one half of a soul but... well, there’s enough weird things in this world, I suppose.” She looked at 26. And there’s one right there, to boot. Seems like I’m surrounded by insanity. This is becoming hard to deal with. Andrea tied off the bandage and looked back over to D. “So, why don’t you tell us your story, Wakame.”
He shot a venomous look over his shoulder, but Roni interjected. “Please, Mr. Densetsu. We’d like to know about you and what brought you here.”
There was a moment when he seemed to be sizing up the 5 A type of seaweed, usually used in cooking soups. Andrea’s saying that D is “all wet.”
little girl with the pigtails. Then he turned his head and spoke more to the floor than anyone else. “You may call me D, if you wish.” he began.”The government took me from my family when I was very young, as they do to many, it would seem.” he glanced at 26. “I have no idea who I am, who my family are or if they’re even still alive. The government developed a machine to split souls into two pieces,” he nodded toward 26, “For the same reason they created people like you. The good traits, my yin if you will, are in my half, and the dark traits, the yang, are in Ryoku’s half. We escaped eventually, and I’ve been chasing after Ryoku ever since, waiting for him to slip up and merge the two of us back together.”
He turned and glared at Andrea. “And if Ryoku’s coming after you I’m going to stay beside you and wait for him. I’ve chased him for
Andrea clenched her teeth and narrowed her eyes, feeling like a vein was about to explode in her head from sheer frustration. “Oh really!? ” she snarled. “And why, exactly, is that?!”
“Because he’s half of my soul, and I need to rejoin with him. So, if he is after you, then with you is where I will be!”
One silver eyebrow shot up in response for just a moment, then her eyebrows came down over her eyes in a flash of anger again. “What, are you trying to delay your death or something by telling me these dumb stories!?” she shouted.
“My death? You could barely hit Ryoku, what makes you think you could kill me?”
“I’m the toughest Martial Artist ever, I could beat you with my eyes closed!”
D and Andrea were practically nose-to-nose, giving each other looks that could kill. Sparks were nearly flying between the icy blue eyes and the mis-matched ones as the two growled low in their throats. Nikko started growling at Andrea and barked a few times, the hair on his back starting to raise.
“Hey!” came a voice from above, “Shut up down there!” A chunk of metal that may have been a table frame at one time fell down between Densetsu and Andrea, causing the two of them to jump backwards. They both turned and glared up, just catching a glimpse of a figure ducking into of one of the windows.
“Come down here and make me!” Andrea screamed before she turned back to Densetsu. “I don’t have time to stand here and argue with you. I’m leaving before the cops show up and arrest us both!” she turned on her heel and started walking away, trying desperately to ignore the fact that Densetsu and Nikko were trailing behind her.
“He had what ?!”
“Wings. Not that it makes any damn difference. I still could’ve taken him, if Wakame 5 over there hadn’t jumped in” Andrea shot a cold look at D.
“Stop calling me that.” he ordered, looking agitated. “No. Your hair looks like seaweed, so that’s your name now.”
He fumed as Roni and 26 listened to Andrea’s tale about Ryoku. The silver-haired girl was talking and tending her arm, which she kept insisting didn’t hurt. Kanjou stood by the door not too far away, watching the conversation intently. Andrea kept throwing evil glares at the back of D’s head as she recounted the story.
What am I supposed to think about Ryoku and this other guy? He claims that they’re each one half of a soul but... well, there’s enough weird things in this world, I suppose.” She looked at 26. And there’s one right there, to boot. Seems like I’m surrounded by insanity. This is becoming hard to deal with. Andrea tied off the bandage and looked back over to D. “So, why don’t you tell us your story, Wakame.”
He shot a venomous look over his shoulder, but Roni interjected. “Please, Mr. Densetsu. We’d like to know about you and what brought you here.”
There was a moment when he seemed to be sizing up the 5 A type of seaweed, usually used in cooking soups. Andrea’s saying that D is “all wet.”
little girl with the pigtails. Then he turned his head and spoke more to the floor than anyone else. “You may call me D, if you wish.” he began.”The government took me from my family when I was very young, as they do to many, it would seem.” he glanced at 26. “I have no idea who I am, who my family are or if they’re even still alive. The government developed a machine to split souls into two pieces,” he nodded toward 26, “For the same reason they created people like you. The good traits, my yin if you will, are in my half, and the dark traits, the yang, are in Ryoku’s half. We escaped eventually, and I’ve been chasing after Ryoku ever since, waiting for him to slip up and merge the two of us back together.”
He turned and glared at Andrea. “And if Ryoku’s coming after you I’m going to stay beside you and wait for him. I’ve chased him for
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