~Lilith's Locket~ RP

jupiter_hollow • 1 October 2012 at 5:08 PM

@onyx

Even after the piece of cloth was pressed firmly onto the bleeding wound, Aizel continued pouring the stinging liqiud over so the cover was soaked with brandy while connected Count's skin. Regardless on whether he was still in pain or clenching his teeth or not, she tugged the belt from his mouth roughly, coiling it around the tightly placed makeshift bandage and secured the buckle, so it wouldn't fall off.
"Done!" she announced loudly, nonchalant about letting her voice echo around the room. she'd completely forgotten about any danger, mainly because the biggest danger as of now sat right in front of her, growling in pain.
She inspected her own work, nodding her head in acceptance. His arm looked a bit like a badly decorated christams tree, with lenin hanging out from everywhere, specks of blood marring it's ends. For one, Aizel Kay Tylk was not born for the life of a nurse (short temper, love for guns and psychotic glee for killing weren't what recruiting hospitals seeked in a woman...) but if anything... at least she could do well with bandaging.

onyx • 1 October 2012 at 5:35 PM

@jupiter_hollow Sorry it took me long.My PC started dieing.

Although Count still felt a considerable amount of pain it was slightly better than it was previously. The wound was yet to start healing so it would be strange of him to expect all of the pain to cease. He reacted rather calmly to Aizels rough treatment. Only giving the girl a slight glare that faded quickly.

Once it seemed she was done, he impatiently gave an effort to stand up again. He regained his proud behavior so he was turned away from the girl as he thanked her.

Count did so only thanks to his "good manners" and that could be the reason why his words came out very quiet. There was a big possibility the girl didn't even hear him, and he hopped that was the case.

jupiter_hollow • 1 October 2012 at 5:51 PM

@onyx

Sitting back so she was in front of Count, Aizel waited patiently through the death glaring session and then shuffled around herself, wiping the sweat off her forehead. Even though Count was the one who'd ednured pain, she seemed to be worse-off than him, for some reason. She was drenched in sweat, elbow deep in his blood and with a rather large speck of blood smudged onto her cheek. Like a humorous car mechanic or something. Her clothes and hair clung pathetically to her. Running a hand through her moist hair, she slicked the black locks back so they strayed from obscuring her face.

As long as he'd been looking away, Aizel had busied herself with something else as well. She'd put on the military boots that she;d taken off a while ago, then secured the gun straps of her revolvers, making sure her babies were intact. 'Intense' preparations busied her, yet she still heard a snippet of what Cont had said. 'Thank -...' the rest she couldn't quite make out but it wasn't needed. A faint smile settled on her face... She guessed it would be better to pretend she'd heard nothing.

onyx • 1 October 2012 at 6:18 PM

@jupiter_hollow

Count wasn't too alarmed by Aizels actions although it seemed she was getting ready to leave. He had by now accepted her as a comrade and wasn't too worried about observing her actions too closely.
He moved across the room only to get a few papers and examine them. The man appeared very interested by what was written and gave himself some time to read in detail.

As he finished with this, he put away the 'documents' and started looking for something else by the looks of it.

jupiter_hollow • 1 October 2012 at 6:31 PM

@onyx

Not bothering to follow Count's retreating form, Aizel stood up, in sync with him and, opposite of his direction, crossed the room to reach the slightly ajar door. Stopping in front of it, she bent down to tuck untied shoelaces into her boots and secured them onto her legs (they were a tad bit oversized for her).
"M'kay, I'll be going now." she announced casually, glancing up at him from behind her shoulder. the statement left no room for arguments, as if she informed him that she was going to the supermarket and would be gone only for five minutes. As if they hadn't been at each others throats a few minutes ago or as if he hadn't been injured at all. They both seemed to be pretending blind to the pool of blood left on the floor...

onyx • 1 October 2012 at 6:54 PM

@jupiter_hollow

Just Aizel was about to leave,Count appeared, looking down on the girl. His hand went to her shoulder holding her in place rather roughly.
His appearance had changed. His expression was very much the same as from before and his clothes still soaked in blood. What made the difference was the countless number of weapons Count now had on himself. Most of which were in plain sight.
He gave Aizel a rather strange an not too warm a smile. Truly the expression was much more a smirk than a smile.

-" Watch yourself. Your head is worth almost as much as that of the man im heading out to kill." He informed the girl before continuing on his way out.

The statement was more than anything a way for him to remind her he was not harmless. In fact, it could have been viewed as a threat if the situation was any different.

jupiter_hollow • 2 October 2012 at 5:01 AM

@asi @seaangel You guys there? o,o *le poke*

@onyx

As Count loomed over her, for the umptieth time that day, she looked up in annoyance. She hated him so much... for being so very annoyingly tall. She barely reached his shoulders for christ's sake! So, she frowned, meeting his gaze with her own, woven of anger, annoyance and depiction. "Tsk, you're annoying me..." she was stating the obvious, really, since they both knew all too well that sooner or later they'd be on each other's throats again.

She crossed her arms. "Well, the man you're going to kill didn't save your butt." she flatly commented, raising an eyebrow arrogantly. Behind her every move, there was a motive. And helping Count was capable of giving her a chance to escape... or to be let out. "There is no reason to keep me here." she shrugged, not backing away from the argument.

onyx • 2 October 2012 at 11:03 AM

@jupiter_hollow

-"Again with that?" Count sighed. He was leaving now and there was a possibility Will wouldn't be able to deal with Aizel if the two were left alone. In truth that possibility was very large.
-"Why are you in such a hurry to leave? Its not like you are being tortured or are in too much danger. " The man questioned and later informed. He brought a certain amount of attention to the words "too much".

jupiter_hollow • 2 October 2012 at 12:49 PM

@onyx

A furious nod later and Aizel had stepped fully in front of Count, blocking his way out of the door completely. She had her arms crossed in front of her chest and was leaning forward to express her annoyance fully, thus making herself appear even shorter.
"Because I have more important business." she stated flatly, practically into Count's face. To prove her point, Aizel tended to either stick a fist or her own frown into people's faces. She made a mental note to keep from pushing Count's limits. She definitelly didn't want to be man-handled like before. It made her feel even smaller than she was used to and practically crushed her dignity.

She huffed. "And I've got people to kill too, if you don't mind!"

onyx • 3 October 2012 at 7:47 AM

@jupiter_hollow Sorry, i wrote this a while back but i had problems with internet and it didn't want to send the response 😋

Count was a bit annoyed by Aizel's stance. Although, thanks to the difference in height it didn't really feel as if she was invading his space. He stepped back to make a bit more distance between himself and the grumpy little girl.

He barely stopped himself from simply throwing her over his shoulder like before and dragging her along to ?work?. Still he didn?t really wish to feel like he?s babysitting while he hunted down deadly people, there was also his injured arm which would make this even more difficult.

-?That doesn?t sound that important or urgent. There is really no reason for you to leave.? Count intentionally questioned the reasons our of which she did things, only to show the girl how annoying she was previously.

jupiter_hollow • 3 October 2012 at 4:50 PM

@onyx Grumpy little girl XD That made me lol!

Contrary to Count, Aizel took a step forward, so now, they were back in their previous position and sitance, with the tanned girl glaring at him from below.

"There's really no reason for me to stay here..." she accented on the last two words. Truth be told, she didn't have a reason to argue either. The moment Count walks out of the room, she knew all too well punch to the window would give her an escape exit. Regardless of this, however, she was keen on winning this 'game' of wills they played. Either one or the other caved in and she had suffered too much humiliation to give up...

"I have an order to complete and my money to collect. I make a living out of this, dude." she grumbled, rather annoyed of the man. alike him, she too was hired to kill in exchange of payment.

onyx • 3 October 2012 at 5:24 PM

@jupiter_hollow

Seeing the girl wont give him his space, Count now pushed her back to her previous position and was not that gentle in doing so. A small mocking smile was noticeable on his face. If he hadn't previously seen her take out a few men he would have never believed Aizel was capable of such a thing. He found it funny how someone who appeared so weak could be deadly in reality, and it seemed much of that was thanks to her anger and aggression.

Seeing that he and Aizel had a very similar, if not even the same 'job' , Count couldn't help but stress the fact that he was more successful than her.

-"So, your one of those guys people call when they don't have enough money for a professional?" He asked laughing a bit.

jupiter_hollow • 3 October 2012 at 5:38 PM

@onyx

Up until now, Aizel hadn't even considered measuring strenghts with Count. He was older, not to mention taller and more muscled than her. So, she knew all too well what chance she had against him. Only a monstrous stamina would give her a bit of advantage over him, but with her head still throbbing, she was surprised she could still hear her thoughts. Count's words worked as lightning to her. She froze in one place - pursed lips and squinted eyes flashing an omnious expression.

Now, needless to say, Aizel wasn't a person many could insult. Mainly doubting and/or opposing her could do the trick, but never with insults. Ridiculing her skills, however, was something people rarely had the chance to do ...a second tme.

If nothing, Aizel at least did so much as smirk, before flinging a well measured fist towards Count's face. However, her trademark roar and flashing black eyes were missing in the scene. Instead, she stood in a menacing position, hands folded into fists in a defensive position in front of her face. Black eyes flashed an almost deep red color. It was rather disturbing... 'I will destroy you.' the foreign kind of frown on her face said and by the looks of things, she was more than ready to keep that promise...

onyx • 3 October 2012 at 6:05 PM

@jupiter_hollow

Although Aizel had been getting on Count nerves he didn't think of starting a fight with her. Only now that the girl prepared for an attack he got interested.
-"Try." He hissed at her obviously ready to react but not even forming his hands into fists. The man chose to only defend himself and not return her punches. He believed the situation would become too unfriendly if he did differently. He didn't expect the upcoming fight to be serious.

asi • 4 October 2012 at 2:24 AM

@jupiter_hollow
@onyx
I be back~ Ve~

Name: Leroy "Fox" Vulpes
Alias: the Fox
Age: 19
Family: No longer in contact, nor does anyone involved care to resume communication.
Type: Owner
Affecting: None yet, though it may be a contributing factor to the number of girls infatuated with him.
Piece owned: Chain
Appearance: Light blond hair; for the most part short, though constantly messed up so that it sticks up, and has jaw-length bangs framing either side of his face, and extremely vivid blue lapis lazuli eyes. His undeniably handsome face is almost masklike, his expressions mostly consisting of calm, indifferent, and cold smirks, and, unintentionally, he exudes the high-class, aloof aura of an aristocrat, making it insanely difficult for the numerous admirers and would-be-girlfriends to ever approach him. Around him, it's very hard not to feel inferior, and that's not a pleasant feeling. His physique is slim and elegant, like a dancer's, and he is of average height. Leroy's choice of clothing, when not on duty, is invariably grayscale, and tends to consist of suits, except when he is exercising, when he merely dons a plain grey singlet and trackpants (and finally manages to look his age; wearing the other two outfits unavoidably matures his appearance by at least two years). Left ear is pierced with a silver fox stud. The chain of Lilith's Locket is worn wrapped around his right wrist along with about five others. His standard-issue handgun never leaves his side.

jupiter_hollow • 4 October 2012 at 2:32 AM

@asi 😋 Coolio! 😃 He sounds kickassfully awesome XD OH another thing, Gem said there'd be a passer-by and I'm also willing to make another char =P

smilies • 4 October 2012 at 2:56 AM

Personality: Cool, quick-witted and confident, usually summarized by others as an; "ice cube" due to his attitude- he only bothers opening his mouth when it interests him, and since what doesn't interest him could fill several libraries, he talks very little to other human beings (nor does he keep any pets (except for a cactus)). He is committed and somewhat obsessed with his work and often works overtime. Ironically enough, he is secretly self-conscious over his looks as he doesn't understand why girls don't seem to like him.
Goal:
1) Succeed at his job (therefor catch wanted criminals),
2) Achieve a perfect score on the combat simulator,
3) Uncover and seal away or destroy the pieces of the locket, and
4) Find out why girls avoid him like the plague and will never talk to him.
Crush: Waiting.
Other: After knowing him for a week, all his fellow police officers are convinced he has no social life and that his closest friend is his boss.
Apart from his good-looks, deadly efficient work and icy cool personality, Leroy is famous for his meals, frequently observed drinking milkshakes (with the straws, and shamelessly slurping when it's near empty) and snacking on McDonald's Happy Meals, uncooked noodles, rice with melted cheese on top, etc. (He couldn't cook an omelet if his life depended on it).

@jupiter_hollow
Great, can't wait! 😊 Gem? And what side'll your charrie be on? ;D

jupiter_hollow • 4 October 2012 at 3:03 AM

@smilies @asi
Gem=Onyx XDDD I call her Gem or Gems or Gemma 😋

Oh and Leroy's ^^ But I dunno if it should be a girl or boy ._.

UNCOOKED NOODLES WIN! XD

onyx • 4 October 2012 at 7:45 AM

@jupiter_hollow

Can you show me your character first? I always like to see it before its posted in the topic, like be the first to see it XD

jupiter_hollow • 5 October 2012 at 6:22 PM

@onyx @asi

Aizel smirked. She'd been expecting a reaction from him, but probably a more fierce one. He was too relaxed, as if not yet believing she was going to fight him. This angered her even more, eyes flickering a deep red.

Letting out a low animalistic growl, Aizel narrowed her body in a fighting position, ready to duck any expected attacks. And without further ado, she took a step forward, dipping low and rising to aim one of her well-measured fists towards Count's chin.

onyx • 5 October 2012 at 6:33 PM

@jupiter_hollow

Seeing Aizel become even more enraged brought a smirk to Counts face. Obviously, the man enjoyed bringing her into such a furious state. Not expecting much strength from the small girl he only brought up his hands in defense.

Her fist hit his upper arm and the attack was blocked. Still Count didn't expect her to end it here, instead he readied himself for another attack.

jupiter_hollow • 5 October 2012 at 6:48 PM

@onyx

As Count brought up his hand for her fist to hit, another already flew toward his chest. She knew all too well what chances she had and by the looks of things, they weren't pretty good. Hence the strenght, weight and experience he excelled in, she seemed to be at a disadvantage. However, if she could increase her stamina in a short period of time, then speed could brign her victory.

"Why are you keeping me here?" she hissed out, aiming to bring a kick to his ankle and hopefully waggle his balance. "Like some sick TROPHY!?" she roared, voice echoing through the house again.

onyx • 5 October 2012 at 7:05 PM

@jupiter_hollow

Swiftly, Count caught Aizles other hand , stopping this attack as well but he was now already struggling to keep up with all of her moves. He could overpower her easily, end the whole thing with a specific amount of force, but it wouldn't be interesting if he did so.

-" This is fun." The man commented obviously not interested in answering Aizels questioning roars. He still had a slight smirk on his face although he noticed the girls attempt to damage his balance succeeded. Soon he was very unstable on his feet and close to tumbling down on his knees.

jupiter_hollow • 5 October 2012 at 7:11 PM

@onyx

The cocky answer she'd recevied didn't do so much as infuriate her more. Now, she wasn't simply determined to win, rather desperate to do so...

Smirking, she had already noticed the man's lack of balance. The hard military boot to his ankle had apparently done half the job. All she needed now was a well-measured push. Her left hand was tightly clutched in Count's death grip and even if she did try to attack with her right one, the tactic would probably fail. What she was eager to do was knock him on the ground and spared no time in doing so. Another kick to him was sure to ruin her balance as well.

The only way of reacting properly was already crystal clear so she twisted her arm, not waggling it out of his grip but making it more comfortable for her to haul her entire weight onto Count, sending both of them on the ground, with her on top.

onyx • 5 October 2012 at 7:30 PM

@jupiter_hollow

Count was rather surprised to suddenly be pushed onto the ground. He didn't expect the girl to do something as throw down herself as well. Now she truly seemed desperate but the man saw that as amusing rather than pathetic or something that he could mock. Aizel was so much like a child stubbornly wanting to prove itself equally strong as the grownup who in truth could have whooped it's a** ten minutes ago.

As he now had the furious girl on top of him Count brought up his hand for protection again while tightly holding Aizel in the other.

jupiter_hollow • 5 October 2012 at 7:37 PM

@onyx

Thankfully, Count had taken most of the blow and Aizel found herself in a position where she could firmly pin the boy down. If it wasn't for Count's hand wrapped around her own. However, she rightened herself, taking a comfortable position, with one knee pressing against the boy's chest and using her free hand to aim punches at his face.

By now, her face had reddened from the efforts she put into the task. Her hair clung to her cheeks, so did her clothes. Once again, she found herself drenched in sweat. And to top that off, even if she seemed to be getting the upper hand, she was still losing. Count, despite being underneath, looked smug beyond belief.

onyx • 5 October 2012 at 7:54 PM

@jupiter_hollow

Count was able to stop most of Aizels punches but from time to time he would receive a nasty hit. It seemed the girl was more powerful than he thought so much that he was now pined down with a bleeding nose and her still attacking him. Despite all that he couldn't help but keep his entertained smirk as he knew it was what made her so angry.

Once he had enough of Aizels punching him Count caught her other hand as well. He was determined not to allow her to free her hands.

-"So,what now?" He asked, for the first time looking up at her.

jupiter_hollow • 5 October 2012 at 8:01 PM

@onyx

Count's arms found their way to her own, grasping tightly and disabling her punches completely. She groaned, pissed off even more that he'd disarmed her quickly. Having a knee shoved in his chest, fists shoved in his face and a rather heavy person on top of him... and yet he still kept his smirk, annoying beyond belief. The entire situation would have seemed so very humorous, if she wasn't keen on gutting him.

To his arrogant questioned, she answered with a smirk, mirroring his own. "This." she mumbled, throwing her head back and bringing it down, aiming directly to Count's nose and jaw. She was hard-headed, literally. If nothing, she hoped he didn't at least block the blow.

onyx • 5 October 2012 at 8:15 PM

@jupiter_hollow

Seeing that Aizel still wouldn't give up he felt a bit bad for the girl. He already had suffered some damage, quite a bit of blood covered his face by now. Letting her get the satisfaction of seeing him finally lose some confidence, he closed his eyes waiting to be hit. It was strange that he would allow her to cause him pain once again but after this one attack he would become serious and end the fight. He needed to continue with his business and it appeared that Aizel was now tired enough to perhaps not cause as much difficulties as previously.

jupiter_hollow • 5 October 2012 at 8:26 PM

@onyx XD WIN! Oh my god, pure win!

Smirking as it seemed Count wasn't going to protect himself, Aizel bashed her raven head into the man's forehead, feeling the sickening thunk of their skulls colliding. Both of them were bound to feel dizzy for a moment. She would have winced, had it not been for the victorious smile that marred her face. He was done for, she was so very sure of that. Through a lot of sweat and blood, she looked down at him proudly.

Her chest struggled to rise, however, hence the hectic breaths she'd been taking. A dull sting between her lungs made it a bit harder for her to keep her vision clear, but from all the running around and adrenaline, it was bound to happen at some point. She wheezed quietly, yet still remained smirking.

"What now?" she repeated the question he'd asked her before.