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Post by myrasnow on Nov 1, 2012 12:40:31 GMT -5
[OOC: takes place after your Suigetsu one so just refer to Mikami passing his test and being rejected by him] Myra SnowWhy? This was the question Myra asked herself constantly as of late. Why did bad things always happen to her? Kidnapped as a teenager and experimented on. Both of her parents had died before she was able to know them and then during celebration for her victory of becoming a Chunin she was raped like some piece of meat in some alleyway and again some of her former colleagues now dead had attempted the same and for their attempt were killed forcing her into exile. Nothing ever seemed to go her way lately and she was beginning to contemplate suicide. Of course she would never tell anyone she was since she figured they wouldn't care. She was just a freak to them all with her unnatural animalistic features such as the cat-like ears and tail. As if it made her some kind of animal lesser than a human. She was still a person and deserved respect and love too didn't she? Even as a bodyguard all she was a piece of meat to the noblemen which disgusted her to no end. It wasn't her fault she was the way she was now. Her breathing was heavy and labored as sat on the ground a few feet away from a dead man. His expression was one of a crazed smile as he lay in his own pool of blood now a hole in his throat. "I'm so sorry." Myra muttered to herself huddling up closer to the wall of the alleyway now. Why was she apologizing he had tried to rape he after all. It was his fault he had been killed and yet she felt sympathy for him. His attempt to do so was evident by the bruises on Myra's wrists and from where he had ripped open her shorts in a hurry along with her top. Her hands were what kept her top on and concealing her chest and a belt which help her shorts up. "Why does this always happen to me?" She knew why and yet she would always ask herself. Experimentation by members of her clan had made her like. It wasn't something she could control and struggled to deal with. Who would ever accept a freak like her she had to wonder?
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Post by xonia317 on Nov 1, 2012 14:34:04 GMT -5
Despicable, destruction, disease, death: the four D words that all meant the same to the one who gave them. Mikami happened to hate that she was one with the four D words all resembled to her. The mark on her, her curse, happened to keep her from any relationship. Waking up in a bed, seeing the pillows shredded apart, the wood of the bed completely destroyed as she would look over, the woman dead on the floor, blood coming out of her mouth, a lone streak of it as she would notice the blood on the chest, heart burst. “Dead, another inconsistency of mine.” She would shake her head with a shame. Death was just inevitable now days as she would sigh lightly, it all happened to be so bad that Mikami could not even live with someone more than one night. It sucked, for her she absolutely hated this about herself.
Heading out of the room, dressed in her clothing of uniformed skirt, undershirt, and over coat. All black with smears of blood as she would walk through the ages of the deadly night, this hotel filled with nobles, just another noble maiden dead as she would set the change at the foot of the door and head out. She would pull her dark hair back and pull it into a pony tail as she would sigh. Listening, a door creaked and a small trail of blood led out of it. Mikami would open the door and instantly see the dead man, followed by an individual girl. White hair, cat like eyes, a tail and ears. Mikami would head over to her and ask, “Are you alright?” Instantly she took an interest in this person, seeing the death and bloodshed only meant that one was strong and a survivor, “What happened to you?” as the second question came out as Mikami looked at the rest of this girl.
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Post by myrasnow on Nov 1, 2012 16:03:09 GMT -5
Sadness. She wanted to cry because of it all but she wouldn't. She had to be strong now and try to get past this pretending it had never happened but she knew it would. Like a cat in heat it would happen sooner or later like it always did and more men would come to her as he had. She sighed lightly burying her face into her knees now as she started to sob now only to hear the door creak open again and then a woman's voice asked if she was alright. "I'll be alright I guess I always am when this happens to me." She looked to the man's body at the following question and sighed it should've been evident to her. His fly was open having been zipped down one hand inside his underwear the other clutching at his throat where she had driven her lightning claws into it.
"He tried to violate my body. I resisted and he insisted further so I killed him." Myra would look back to the woman now. It was raining and she was freezing but she didn't care she had been too traumatized by it all to care. She then reached up to pull her hood over head hiding her cat ears feeling like the woman might stare at them and think she was a freak. "Was it wrong I killed him like I did? I feel like it's my fault because of what I am." Myra would ask only to sigh deeply and look down at the ground again shivering a little. She knew the woman would say it wasn't her fault but she didn't believe that. He'd been drunk and her scent had brought him too her. She had tried to reason with him but it had blinded him driving his by his drunken hormones at that point.
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Post by xonia317 on Nov 2, 2012 10:06:07 GMT -5
Always happens to her, such a commodity, it sucked to be in situations such as this and yet Mikami could never relate, anyone who has touched her has died. That much was for certain and Mikami would sigh lightly, shaking her head for a small amount of time. She could relate to the pain of killing though, because she hates killing and yet at the same time she also enjoyed it very much. Perhaps too much as she would sigh, blood was such a going about and, how does one put it… a turn on. She would move closer to the girl, watching as she would lift her hood up to hide those cat ears Mikami found to be interesting. She would sit in front of the girl, cute as she was she would look closer at the girl, there was something too strange about her, and even though there were the cat features, that was not what Mikami found strange.
Regret, this girl felt regret and guilt for the deed of defending herself. Mikami would shake her head with an answer flowing through her lips, “You are to blame for his death but it was not your fault entirely. Most of the blame falls on him, for he tried to do the unforgivable to you. And,” now Mikami would perform her test, her electrified curse was always a terrifying test to her because so many attachments have died due to it, Suigetsu being a living host to the test yet failing it by going immobile for a short time. Her hand would stroke the girl’s cheek, in what would be her static electricity dancing along the skin of this girl, electrical currents danced along each other as this widened Mikami’s eyes. A real person who cannot die from just Mikami’s touch, the shock of this would cause Mikami to bring the girl into a close warm hug of comfort and her own surprise, “A cute girl like you can cry.”
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Post by myrasnow on Nov 2, 2012 15:13:38 GMT -5
Killing someone was never something Myra enjoyed doing unless forced to do so. So young and naive as a Genin she truly believed she could be a fine kunoichi and never have to kill anyone. Then the experimentation and everything changed. She'd forgotten how many men she had killed as of late because of her job and being what she was. Like bees to honey the scent she produced when in heat attracted men to her. Luckly it only happened once maybe twice a month for a week at the most. It truly made things difficult for her but she managed usually avoiding people altogether during that time shutting herself up in her apartment making sure she was stocked up on food and something to drink. She would look back to the woman as she sat down in front of her speaking to her now.
"I know that's the truth but it doesn't help ease the guilt much. I'm a freak so who'd want to be with me. Just some piece of meat to all those men out there." She would reply quickly with a sigh. She would be surprised when the woman reached out to stroke her cheek now feeling a slight shock but nothing too uncomfortable to her. Normally she would've slapped the person's hand away or avoided the touch and flee but she allowed it. She needed it no wanted someone to touch her with care and affection and somehow she felt the woman would do her no harm as she was pulled into a hug now and smiling proceeded to lay against her now head on her chest. "You think I'm cute?" Myra would ask looking up at the woman now a light blush on her cheeks now. "I think your cute too. Myra Snow is my name in case you were wondering."
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Post by xonia317 on Nov 3, 2012 11:01:10 GMT -5
Myra Snow, such a small and petite name and much like the beautiful girl herself. Smiling at the great inner motivation to herself as she would begin to look down, directly at Myra whom happened to be looking directly at her. “My name is not as beautiful and seasonal as yours, but it is Mikami Kurono.” It meant little to her what her name was yet she felt a good obligation to give her name. She would then smile lightly, “You can always call me Fang or Kiba if you wish.” It was her nickname and with it she happened to graciously accept it because her lightning and curse was her fangs in this world. For this she was not happy to be a person yet to see someone like Myra completely invulnerable to her curse made Mikami extremely happy, entirely pleased with this. Mikami would stroke the hair of Myra, slowly and reasonably.
Completely just in case this woman happened to not want her anywhere close enough she would be gladly able to pull back but if Myra continued to enjoy the comfort Mikami would not stop. For that she continued and gradually keep this at a smooth pace as she kept it up. Her eyes smoothly locating themselves in continuity as she would trail a hand to move and lift one of Myra’s own and kissing it lightly, she would notice the small purple electrical dash push through the open space, in the impossible closeness between the two of them. The dash of electricity pushing itself, the static shock that made her completely love such a thing. Kiba would smile, her own eyes electrified as she would walk herself to look directly into the red irises of the eyes to the white haired girl. With a smile she would only grin and moving closer she would put her face directly close enough to appear kind and caring, “You are not a freak by the way, and you don’t need to find yourself to be in love with a man either.”
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Post by myrasnow on Nov 3, 2012 15:49:56 GMT -5
Myra would finally smile hearing the compliment about her name. She would listen as the woman put down her own name before giving it to her. Finally she suggested a nickname Myra might call her. "I would very much like to call you Fang. I like the name a lot." Myra would reply with a soft purr now much like a housecat might do when happy and content. Feeling her pet her hair now stroking it gently made her purr a little deeper now. Weird to some maybe but she was technically half tiger now so it was normal for her to do such though she rarely did as of late not finding much joy or pleasure in her life until this very moment. She would smile closing her eyes as Fang continued to as she would call it pet her finding it quite enjoyable as she did so gentle and soft. Her tail would sway side to side as her ears twitched ever so slightly from the rain hitting them.
She would blink at the kiss to her hand blushing when Fang did so. Then their eyes met and Fang would lean in close now faces inches apart now causing Myra to swallow almost in anticipation of what might happen. She barely knew Fang and yet she felt drawn to her so much already because she didn't think she was a freak accepting her wholly for what she was. The woman seemed attracted to her as well for whatever reason unknown to her and seemed to enjoy. "Means so much to me to hear you say that Fang. I could never love a man again. If a woman wanted me like that then she could have me." Myra would reply blushing dark at the last comment now. She'd never considered getting close to another woman like that before but she wasn't opposed to the idea. It was new to her definitely something to be explored should she undertake such a relationship with another female.
She would never know unless she tried and so she leaned in the rest of the way kissing Fang now albeit a bit clumsily as she did so but with as much passion as she could muster. 'I'm sorry. I just wanted to see if I would enjoy it. I had to know how it would make me feel." Myra would say after breaking the kiss. It was evident she had enjoyed her cheeks tinged with a dark blush now. Her body felt hot all over more so in her lower body. She would hang her head low expecting to be scolded or shoved away for kissing Fang like she had.
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Post by xonia317 on Nov 4, 2012 10:31:33 GMT -5
A blush, a colorful display along Mikami’s cheeks as she heard that Myra liked her nickname Fang. It was delightful to hear it and now know it now. She would look directly at this person, at this woman as she saw the notably darkening red around her cheeks. It was that red that caused Fang to go ever redder with her own cheeks as she would smile. Her face close as it were to this girl’s as their eyes were locked. Fang heard that if a girl wanted Myra in such a way that the past guys did then Myra would allow them to have her. For such an unknown reason, Fang took that quite wrongly as her eyes narrowed, “You have such beautiful eyes you have Myra Snow; however,” it would be then that her lips were being crushed, much like how a desperate man would kiss her before dying due to an electrical overcharge.
Of course her lips were found to be completely and utterly null to the effects of this girl. The technique of kissing her was off but it could always improve in time. “I was about to say,” Fang would start with before showing and noting that she was completely blushing with the effects, “if you ever give yourself to another woman besides the one whom you wish to let your heart, body, mind, and soul all go to then I will kill you, or worse.” It was a threat of jelousy, passion one could say, as Fang wanted this girl but did not want her giving herself to anyone other than a love. Only then could Mikami actually agree to Myra loving someone other than the one she just kissed. She could already feel her body hot and yet cool as she wanted this girl to be hers in more than passion and hot lust but rather in love. For that she would push her own head forward, improving the kiss and pushing more passion into it.
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Post by myrasnow on Nov 4, 2012 12:50:00 GMT -5
Myra would smile in return happy it seemed Fang enjoyed her compliment. She didn't mind her own blush she liked this woman and she wasn't afraid to show it. Seeing Fang blush in return made her heart soar maybe she really was starting to like her after all. Maybe Fang would be different after all she thought hearing the woman compliment her eyes making her blush bout as dark as she possibly could so probably like a tomato. Her mind was abuzz her heart racing when she kissed Fang so suddenly. She felt bad for cutting her off like that but she had to know and well she could be a little impatient sometimes probably but this time she didn't care. Whatever happened next didn't matter because kissing the woman had brought her great pleasure and she had enjoyed it greatly her blush still present evident of that now.
Hearing Fang's threat it seemed she had misunderstood her somehow. She would place her hands on Fang's knees now. "I would never sleep around like some common whore. My heart and body everything that I am can only to belong to one person. If you'll have me Fang then I am wholly yours." Myra would manage to reply before Fang's lips crashed against hers once more with great passion. Myra would moan softly as she returned the kiss more her hands moving up her thighs to her stomach and then her chest before moving back down to rest on Fang's waist. "Might we continue this inside Fang at my place? We can talk later in the morning." Myra would ask with a seductive purr after pausing for some air before continuing kissing Fang some more. She didn't want them to catch colds or get phemonia and since she was all hot and bothered now it was the perfect opportunity to test Myra with her second test being to see if they could handle such an activity in bed and still find Myra alive in the morning.
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Post by xonia317 on Nov 4, 2012 20:59:26 GMT -5
Like a common whore, Fang could not believe what she had said could be construed in such a manner. During the kiss Fang had experienced the passionate voice of Myra behind her lips and her small hands moving up from her thighs to her gut and to her chest, only to go then to her waist. Myra was a really sweet girl, Fang absolutely adored the girl, yet she would only notice that the seductive voice happened to be quite alluring. So much so that Mikami found it irrationally close knit. She would place her hands on the shoulders of this girl, the effective and alluring scent of the cat like girl, her noises and lovely smell would nearly keep Mikami from going through with such a lovely plan. She could already tell that her best bet for compatibility would be to go through with the night. Only problem thereof would be that she would not want a chance of Myra dying.
“Myra, your offer is very intriguing, I do like you but,” she would pause, was it right to say it? Was it right to go on with such a question and forgo a denying question and inevitably Mikami would, “We cannot do that yet. Trust me, I would love for you to be mine and to continue being affectionate to you till morning come. However, I do believe we should take small steps, after all you were just about to be raped. So please I will accompany you to your place but from there I do believe we should not be too quick about this.” Fang was being kind and generous with her actions and in so doing she was also being highly polite in the manner. As she would kiss Myra’s forehead with gentle caressing lips. She would do so as she would even take her own over coat off and finally drape it around Myra’s torn clothes, “Please understand.”
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Post by myrasnow on Nov 5, 2012 13:21:19 GMT -5
"I did not mean to suggest sex so I understand what your saying Fang. I know we've only just met so what you ask would be reasonable as I don't want to rush things with you. I just wanted you to come home with me to just hold me through the night to comfort me nothing more." There was nothing wrong with snuggling each other as they slept. It would still allow Mikami to test Myra with her second test without having to rush their relationship and ruin it with sex. Myra would berate herself for getting so careless with her words and suggesting sex like that when she had meant something lesser like them just laying there in bed holding each other until they fell asleep. The thought Fang was so considerate of what had happened to her was nice causing her to smile softly at the thought blushing when the woman kissed her forehead draping her jacket around Myra's body now concealing her ruined clothes now.
"Let's go." Myra would stand now taking one of Mikami's hands now tugging her along. Once moving she released her hand as she led the way now keeping the jacket wrapped tight around her own body. It wasn't long before Myra stopped again at one of the abandoned houses approaching the front door now. She would dig into one of the pockets of her shorts now only to sigh. "Seems like I lost my key again. Just one minute Fang." Myra would walk out into the open and then kneeling she would leap into the air grabbing one the windowseal of an open window now. Seconds later she was downstairs unlocking and opening the front door for Fang. Stepping inside she would find it in poor condition hardly suitable for someone like Myra to live in. "Home sweet home Fang-chan." Myra would say twirling a little before plopping down to lounge on one of the chairs present now.
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Post by xonia317 on Nov 6, 2012 10:10:07 GMT -5
To comfort, a cuddle suggestion to which Mikami would enjoy the very idea. It proved quite interesting and it was also nice to see this girl so understanding. The blush so elegant to that cat face as she would smile lightly, “A kitten in the night finds a mouse to take home. Killing the mouse to retrieve her own fangs in the night. The kitten is young no more.” Mikami would annotate with a poem of her own design that sounded closer to a prophesy of life it would seem. Soon she would be tugged along, and yet when her hand would be released she would wrap her arms around Myra to keep her warm while she followed along. An abandoned house in front of them as Mikami would blink. This house could not be a good place to live, cold and abandoned, that just was not something Fang could deal with nor cope with.
Fang would watch as the girl would jump up, watching mainly that cute tail as the girl would be shuffling through the house unlocking the door. “I’ll tell you this right now, in the morning I will be cleaning this place up, you should not have to live in a place so dismal so if you will allow it I would like to liven this place up.” She would say as her voice was kind and not trying to be rude at all in the manner. She knew living was hard yet with her own, she was always accustomed to a pampered life of living. This would be a moment to which she would do her best in the mannerisms of politeness. Her eyes now focused on Myra she would understand a hard life and yet she also wanted Myra to be well cared for, even if Mikami was the only one who could offer that to her.
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Post by myrasnow on Nov 6, 2012 13:18:32 GMT -5
Myra would note what she assumed was a poem simply smiling. Though she had released the woman's hand on their way to her home it seemed she wanted to hold onto Myra still making her blush. Reaching the house she wasn't surprised to know she had lost her key as usual. She was always dropping it somewhere or leaving it inside her house after leaving and locking the door. It was times like this her cat-like features and abilities came into great help allowing her to effortlessly climb up to places most could not reach if they were non shinobi and well she wasn't sure if Fang was one or not yet only that she possessed some kind of strange seal that shocked people when she touched them. It hadn't bother Myra much so she had barely noticed it now. She would look up at Mikami upside down as she lounged on the couch listening to her comment on wanting to clean up the place later.
"I'm sorry Fang." Myra would reply sitting up straight now. "I know I should clean up more often but never having any company I didn't see the need to." She would add pausing again letting out a small sigh now. What was the point if she never had any company over. It seemed pointless then and hard to find motivation to clean the place up. Luckily she kept the room upstairs she slept in clean enough so Fang wouldn't have to worry about that. "You may clean up if you wish I don't mind. In the future so long as I live here and you stay with me I will clean up more." She would finish now looking to Fang now. She would then stand up moving grab her hands in her own now. "I don't have much but if your hungry I can make you something." She would gaze into Fang's eyes now a soft smile on her face now.
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Post by xonia317 on Nov 7, 2012 10:22:55 GMT -5
Mikami would blush lightly, slightly embarrassed of how much of a clean freak she was as she would be looking around, looking directly at the mess around here as she would smile lightly, “If you are hungry please eat, but I am not hungry.” She would say while she truly was not, she had eaten earlier that day and was still fairly filled with the meals she had. Shell fish meals as it were, she would then listen to this girl and from that she would blush highly in that moment, focused and noticing this she would make a blush around her face as she heard that offer of staying here. This girl Myra definitely was not a one night stand for she survived her first test, however she was uncertain about a night of long shocking volts flowing through the body. Could someone really survive the curse of Mikami’s body?
If Myra survived her entire line of the night then she would no doubt live here for the entirety of the night. She hoped to always be in love with this girl and she would make mention and notice of the formation of such an individually well met device of the motion. She had her tests and such tests would be there from that would be proving entirely well met to her. She would follow her, looking about the dark musky place as she would already know that she would be cleaning this place in the morning given that Myra would survive her night long test. A long yawn escaping the lips of Fang as she would look around, into each individual forms of the area as she noticed a fire place. With some scattered fire wood Mikami would place her hand on it, using her fire chakra she would spark a fire from the action and stepping back she would breath lightly smiling, “A good fire is always good.”
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Post by myrasnow on Nov 7, 2012 14:08:56 GMT -5
Myra would simply nod and smiled heading into the kitchen now. It was nice to have company like Fang over for a change. Someone who would not use or abandon her like some toy. No this woman cared for her much like she would for a partner she might love. Was it love? Myra had no clue to be honest she had never been in love before either. Men had only seen her as some kind of freak and piece of ass they might be able to enjoy for some night. Yet with this woman it was different she saw her as potentially something more. The thought made her heart beat faster as she sweated a little her body burning up a little now. Trying to distract herself now she moved to the fridge and pulled out a carton of milk, some cheese, and some fish. She would pour herself a glass of milk putting the milk carton away before slicing up some cheese into little squares making some sushi as well.
Once done she would walk out to find Fang lighting the fireplace now. She would smile and move to sit on the couch now. "Thank you Fang feels nice in here now. Was kind of freezing before." Nothing her yajuu form couldn't handle but she didn't want to frighten or scare Fang with that. Looking to the woman she would have to wonder how she would take it. "Have you heard of the Yajuu clan? People with ability to call it if you will shapeshift?" As if to show an example Myra would stick out a hand which would nearly double in size as it shifted into a white tiger's paw now. Then just as quickly as it happened her hand was normal again as she popped some sushi into her mouth now. The only issue she felt awkward telling her about was how she entered a state of 'heat' like a female cat might. She tended to be quite moody and aggressive then.
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