She didn't move away until the last second. large movements would make her wound worse. But then his leg hit her shin(thing) which unbalanced her a bit. But she didn't fall. falling meant capture. Capture meant death. She gripped her knives tightly. She then ran towards him, faster than a person with an injured leg should be. But she ignored the pain. She ran past him, dropping down to the ground and sliding, putting a deep wound in his leg. And she quickly hopped up, slowly inching away from him. Now they were somewhat even. Somewhat.

(um...an eye for eye lol)

[what an evil, evil plan xD A plus.]

-Reuvan-

I clicked my tongue in annoyance. "I had told the local authorities about the Intuitives popping up, that was before they formed a gang, but they didn't do anything. Or well, I don't think they did, pfft, they probably weren't even listening." I shrugged "I guess thats just the problem with the government, they don't want to do anything until its a problem much bigger than they can handle. And then they use dirty cheap methods of solving it, that only make them more money."

Maybe I was getting too philosophical.

[xD]
-Cypress-

I hissed, gritting my teeth as the flash of pain crawled up my leg. It would be over soon, I just had to persevere. But she was closer now, a much bigger target, less of a chance I'd miss. But if I did...


She was slow now, but she was slowly moving away from him. Now or never. He surged forward, biting down hard on his lip at the numb sting that ran up his leg. He was close enough now that he wouldn't miss, he couldn't miss.

He threw his remaining knife straight at the girls remaining leg.

She moved. She moved a bit too late. The knife skidded the surface of her leg, but it still created a deep and bloodly wound. She winced in pain. She started moving away much faster, before abruptly turning and breaking into a run. Even if he was out of weapons, there was still a chance that, with her injuries, he could capture her. She wasnt going to take that chance.

(lm determined to keep her aliveeeee)

[Nuuu your running away with Cypress' knife still in your leg? xD BAMF overload so you want him to chase ya more or should we leave it at this for now? We're kind of the only ones rping now... and we've filled up a page or two already. Should we continue with the others offline?]

(Lol idk hes your character shes going eventually faint from bloodloss so maybe it would be better for him to get her rather than some other hunter? I gtg in 12 minutes so at 11 o'clock sylestia time so we could just rp till that time)

-Reuvan-


" I doubt they'd listen to a teenager, not unless said teenager was dead, killed by an Intuitive, with a grieving hysterical mother looking to point the finger at somebody." I said bitterly. Goddammit I really needed to leave, she was starting to ask way too many questions, and the rain had slowed down a little outside.

[Sure]

She wouldn't make it far. No way.

I jogged after her, my leg burning more and more with every step. But goddammit that didn't matter. Nothing else mattered except getting a ahold of that girl and making sure she paid for every rude thing she'd ever said to a stranger trying to help. Because I wasn't that stranger, but there were strangers like that in the world. And those rude, nasty, streetrags thought that they were superior in some way? Well they had another thing coming. I couldn't wait to tackle her to the ground, and handcuff her on the rough, cold, concrete. She'd get what she deserved. And she deserved every bit of it.

[those are all the angry thoughts from his powers btw xD]

(smh he is such a mood)

She entered a deserted alley, helplessly leaning against the wall as her consciousness started fading in and out. She was not going to allow herself to be captured. At least, alive. She was not going to allow the government to do whatever they pleased. She gripped the knife in her leg, then pulled it out. She then threw the knife away. By doing this, it would speed up the process of her death. Death was better than become a play thing for the government. She slid down the wall, putting her hood over her head and closed her eyes, slipping out of her conscious state.

(Oop and now she fainted.)