zexion/ienzo

Kat blinked, looking up at the other male who had spoken. He seemed to be being nice to her a lot even in this short time that he had glimpsed her. Seems nice enough she supposed but then again, he was mafioso. Mafioso weren't to be trusted. She looked over at Bel, raising an eyebrow. He was kind of...slender she guessed. But not in an overwhelming, feminine way. She found it hard to believe that he had killed all those kids. He didn't look like he could really harm a fly. Which she could assume was a lie though. "Weapon-wise? Why am I even here? Why did you guys kidnap me?" Kat demanded, looking around at the group surrounding her. Squalo scoffed, shaking his head. "Voi, you haven't figured it out yet?"

Kat blinked, a bit offended by her rudeness. Scowling, and momentarily forgetting her position she rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, sitting Indian style. Who did this girl think she was? So what if she kidnapped her...it gave her no right to insult her. Squalo snorted at the insult Bani had shot at their captive, a smirk tugging at his lips. Even Xanxus wasn't saying anything against it. "Pardon me if I don't feel 'highly honored' then to be in the presence of brash kidnappers who pretend to know what their talking about." Squalo blinked, narrowing his eyes down at the blond. Had she just...Had she just inquired they were idiots? What ws running through this girl's head? "That orphanage in which your accomplice murdered happened to have a prestigious school system in which I aced. I'm not entirely uneducated."

Kat didn't like how they were speaking as if she wasn't there. Like she was just a figment of their imagination they could calmly disregard. She also didn't like how Squalo, the one holding her, decided it'd be necessary to drop her casually on the floor in front of the group. Three more men followed after them as she examine the room, one with vibrant colored hair, one with umbrellas protruding from his back holster, and the other looking very menacing indeed. She could only deter he was the boss. It was just that...aura he held around him. As the two, the one with pink hair and one with a hood hiding his face, spoke, she decided to cut in, her voice small and u sure. After all, it wasn't as though they had exactly explain things to her earlier. "E-Excuse me...but who are you?" Kat asked softly, gaining the attention from Squalo and the others. The one that she assumed to be the boss gave a tired yawn, sitting down on a throne-like chair across from her and next to the pinkette. "We're the Varia. The Vongola's Private Assisination Squad." Kat blinked. Who..?

Squalo rolled his eyes, picking the blond up with an aggravated sigh. At least he wasn't carrying the blood covered brat. He didn't need more of his hair being ripped out to be quite honest. He ignored how the form he held squirmed a bit under his touch. He held a tight grip on her though. He didn't need their maybe recruit to run away from them or attempt an escape. Because then Xanxus would shoot her and they'd have to do another kidnap and risk Bel slaughtering more innocents. Then again Xanxus wouldn't do that after the 9th made it clear not to do anything to injure her. Unless she didn't make it in the Varia of course. "Yeah, yeah." He muttered. Kat's heart thumped in her chest as she felt anxiety taking over her. She willed herself though, as heat burned against the lids of her eyes, to open them. She was met with sunlight temporarily blinding her but above her was a man. The same man with silver hair. She could guess it was Squalo. As he looked down at her momentarily she gave a small 'eep' of surprise.

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((Sorry, watching Jeff Dunham now >>)) Kat stiffened at those words, trying hard not to show that she was fully alert and awake now. She had the possibility of being killed? Well, actually she knew that. But she didn't know that this soon...She didn't want to be here. She wanted to go back, to go home. To go back to--....the orphanage. That's right, I can't.Because they were all dead. That blond bastard killed them. She had to get out of here...Squalo sighed, kicking off the wall to the helicopter and walking over to the blond girl in interest. "She'll be killed if we beat her. We can't kill her without her going through all of us in battle."

((Thank you Mammon! At least he has faith in Kat )) Kat frowned. Weapon? She was expected to fight?! Sure she could defend herself a bit but she had no style of her own, nothing unique that'd make her stand out at all. She couldn't imagine doing any of this. Whatever they were talking about anyway. But she was somewhat thankful for the soft voice next to her that seemed to quiet down the others and their opinions. The queasiness in her stomach was still just as intense, if not more, as the thing they were in lifted off. She's never flown before in a plane or anything. She could only assume that was what they were in. Kat made a sound of discomfort, her blond hair falling over her face as she adjusted. Squalo watched her before glancing up at Mammon and then Bel and then Bani. To be honest, he was surprised that the girl hadn't tried running away. Or maybe she did but he didn't know... "That's right. None of us were skilled when we joined, at least not as much as we are now. She'll learn." "But she'll have to learn quickly to join us." Levi commented from the front. Which was true. She still had to go through the battles and win at least half of them...Sounds like mission impossible but that's how it was to be done.

((I love how doubtful they are of her )) Kat stirred slightly from her unconscious state as she was dropped none to gently on a somewhat cushioned surface, drawing her form tighter to feel safer. She very vaguely heard voices surrounding her, one being that female's voice and the other being one she didn't recognize. Another voice resounded through her ear, heavier and more...doubtful. She crinkled her brow. What were they expecting from an orphan? It's not like she could do anything of use to them, right? "Her? That girl is our new Hail Guardian?" Hail...Guardian? Squalo dumped Bel on the other seat next to Mammon, leaning against the walls of the helicopter, not flinching as they vibrated while Levi, the one who spoke, started the vehicle up. "Yes. Her." Levi made a face from the cockpit but didn't say more as he received a death glare from Xanxus, who was apparently attempting to nap. ((Sorry if my replies are delayed, I'm watching Fantasia ))

Squalo flinch as Bel's nails took a few pieces of hair with them while he attempted to control him somewhat as they went back to the meeting spot where Levi would be waiting with helicopter, Lussuria and Mammon inside. The mission was a success. But now the Vongola would have to deal with keeping this big "scene" under cover from opposing mafia groups. If people heard about the new guardian they were recruiting...all hell would break loose on their ends. And God forbid the Millefiore found out. Then this would be bad. It was hard enough keeping Mammon safe from assassins as well aiming to get his god damn pacifier for who knows what reason. He looked back at Bel, adjusting the blond on his back before shrugging. "I don't know. He'll live. When is he ever okay?" Squalo questioned, trudging up the hill to the awaiting transportation. He just wanted to get up and go.

Kat had the breath taken out of her as she landed softly on the floor. How had she managed to keep her safe like that? And Kat couldn't help but shiver at the girl's answer. Yes. Yes she was insane. What kind of people were taking her? When she heard the girl talking again she looked up at the direction her voice was aimed at. There were two more odd people. One with long silver hair falling to his knees and the other being carried on his back albeit reluctantly. He was covered in blond. His blond hair was stained red. His clothing was soaked with red. He was bathing in the blood of the orphans that had been inside. It all clicked with Kat. The screams, the struggle...Everyone was dead. As the blond finally registered that statement she felt herself grow dizzy and then proceeded to black out entirely, fainting in this mysterious woman's grasp. Squalo promptly elbowed Bel in the stomach, urging him to shut up please before he skewered him. He nodded with a grunt in Bani's direction before blinking as their target slumped lifelessly. He narrowed his eyes. "VOI! Is she okay?!"

Kat struggled the minute she heard the glass shattering. She could only assume that the female had kicked her window out (which was a shame since she had cleaner it so flawlessly) and that frightened her. They were on the 3rd story of the building for crying out loud. Did she really not realize how dangerous that was?! Flailing a bit and looking behind her, Kat squealed when she saw the ground below her and the amount of vertigo it was giving her. Oh God she was going to be sick. She looked incredulously at the pinkette, pointing frantically to the ground. "Are you insane?!" The blond couldn't understand this. What was happening and why was it to her? Why this orphanage? Wad the owner targeted? Was she supposed to be a hostage or something? Why me??? Squalo was about to viciously snarl out a response before his alert ears picked up the sound of glass clattering. Rolling his eyes, he flung Bel behind him, giving him a sloppy piggy back ride and heading to the back entrance where he saw shards on the cement outside. "Looks like Bani has her. I'll deal with you later."

((HNNNNG BEL. It wasn't even meant to sound alluring but it was )) Kat eyes the mysterious girl as she walked into the room, taking notice of the door clicking behind her. She analyzed her. Bright pink hair. Matching eyes. A questionable attire. Who the hell was she? The blond took a step backwards, pinning a few rebellious strands behind her ear as she flicked her eyes to the corner where her cleaning equipment was. A broom would be good right? Or maybe the shovel in case this woman was stronger than she appeared. It was an awkward silence between the two of them. "....Hi." Kat was bewildered and frightened. The screams were now reaching her ears from behind the closed and now locked door behind the intruding pinkette and she was feeling quite uneasy about it. Then she noticed the attire the girl was wearing again. Was she...was she an assassin or something? Who sent assassins to an orphanage?! She gulped, moving closer to her close where the tools were. "Who are you?" Down below Squalo was closing in on Bel as he ruthlessly killed off the last few kids in his way, giggling like a maniac. Squalo expertly grabbed the blinds wrists and turned him around, sword at his stomach to render him useless for the moment. Squalo growled, his sharp eyes narrowing dangerously. "What are you thinking dammit? Xanxus is going to kill us!"

((Oh my God best visual ever I laugh at that last sentence. God dammit Bel!)) Squalo look down at Bani, about to snap at her for interrupting him before looking around, blinking with a momentary, stupefied look. The brat had a good point. Where the hell was he? He looked around for that head of blond hair. Under any normal mission circumstances he'd be panicking-what if the enemy had him? What if he died? But now he was more annoyed. Because Bel was in a house filled to the brim with orphans. Children that didn't matter to the people of the town. No one would mourn for them. The perfect opportunity for Bel's long denied killing spree. "Oh for the love of-VOOOOI!!! BEL!" He had to find him fast, he decided while pulling away from Bani and glancing around. He spotted a few orphans dead. That's why there's all this panic. "That's for letting me know Bani. Try and find the girl before he kills her on accident. Stupid brat prince.... Up above, Kat jumped as she hurt a loud shout from the first level. What had that been? Who yelled. Placing down her cleaning utencil's, the blond catering peeked around the corner, glancing at the suddenly dark flight of stairs.

((DO WANT. On my way to the graduation. It starts at 10 yet we're there at 9? The hell man. But at least I can try to RP within that hour with you.)) Squalo growled under his breath at the remark, flinging his sword about in a more flail-like manner. He was pissed at Bani and her attitude. All the time. It was ridiculous really, she never miss a comment for a sarcastic remark about someone else. Squalo hope this new girl had a strong will to not strangle people or else she have a hard time here with the Varia. Even Squalo let his control slip once or twice. "Shut up! No one asked for a response--" The click of a gun is what silence him this time, as he looked back to see Xanxus with his gun out of his holester and ready to kill. He wasn't too happy at their bickering. "I told you to leave and get going." Giving a loyal nod Squalo headed out with the others following him closely. At the orphanage Kat was in a much better mood, humming and nearly dancing as her music blasted catchy beats from her headphones. At least that was one thing that could make her job of cleaning every window on a three story enjoyable. Even if the music came from a crappy CD player a younger orphan by the name of Gigi had given her for her 16th birthday a while back. She aquifers some more of the Windex onto the intolerable glass singing along under her breath and turning up the music. She was unaware, as she swayed her head back and forth, of the intruders entering below on the first floor.

((Sorry for the really late reply. And are you serious? Andrew Rannells?! Whenever ai think that I think Kish from Mew Mew Power and Ren from Shaman King )) Squalo gave a sharp glare in Bani's direction as Xanxus scoffed under his breath. Had she not read the file hand out to then in the beginning of the meeting 3 hours before? No, of course not. It was very likely she had fallen asleep halfway through or something unsuitable like that. Squalo had known it'd be a bad idea to add another Snow Guardian that was another female. Anika and Abril had been enough. Granted though, he silently wished they hadn't retired. It wasn't as if he had an imps ding issue with Bani; she was just as hyper as Abril and just as skilled as Anika. But the twins state awake and payed attention whenever they could. Even during the Ring Conflict when they got severly injured they made it a point to listen to Xanxus and Squalo (who had been shouting orders from the viewing station). Even if it was the very reason they left the Varia they made the promise to stay in touch and to help whenever they could. The twins were reliable like that. But being new, Squalo wasn't quite sure what he could trust Bani to do. The only confirmation he had that Bani was worthy to be in this group was her origination and how she pummeled through every battle she had when facing the Varia for qualifications and whatnot... "VOI! The mission was to get the girl and go," The swordsman shot a glare at a blond male next to him, blinking as the shimmer from his tiara blinded him a bit. Bel was reluctant in every way in removing it. The annoying little brat. "And to not have any casualties that'd make our job difficult. "That's right," Xanxus interrupted, sliding his red eyes open again to glare dangerously through his ashy bangs. "Get in, get the girl at whatever costs, and go. That's that." No one questioned him at that. ((I have to go to Sarah's Graduation again so I don't know how delayed my reply will be this time. But I do plan on RP-ing all night with you ;D))

This is a KHR (Katekyo Hitman Reborn) 1 x 1 RP w/ Belyxsh and I. This will have slight hints of yaoi and other graphic/gory scenes. Please don't read if you're not alright with such topics of murder, mafia, world domination, ect. Rules -No improper grammar or spelling errors. -No posting in this topic unless you're Belyxsh OR unless you're a moderator with a legit reason to interrupt out RP. -No Godmodding -Posts must be, I repeat, MUST BE no less than 6-7 sentences. Roles (Toasty) Kat (OC) Anika (OC) Dahlia (OC) Tsunayoshi, Sawada Yamamoto, Takeshi Ryohei, Sasagawa Chrome Dukuro Squalo, Superbi Levi A. Than Xanxus Spanner Shouichi Zakuro Genkishi Gingerbread Tazaru Reborn Verde Fong Lal Mirch Aria Chikusa Bianchi Kyoko I-Pin Fuuta Iemitsu Primo G. Daemon Spade Lampo Roles (Belyxsh) Bani (OC) Jasper (OC) Maddix (OC) Abril (OC) Gokudera, Hayato Lambo Mukuro Rokudo Hibari Kyouya Romario Belphegor Mammon Fran Lussuria Byakuran Gamma Uni Nazaru Glo Xinia Kikyo Bluebell Colonnello Skull Luce Basil Ken M.M. Haru Nana Asari Ugetsu Alaude Knuckles --- Wow that's a lot to type. Now on with the RP. Enjoy~ . . . . . . Sunlight filtere through the cracks of the exposed window, otherwise hidden by a sheer, plaid curtain. The sky was a pure blue, not a single cloud in the sky, and down below the streets of this Italian town were bustling with people. From the customers stopping into Miss Grettle's bakery to buy some of her new Danishes to the rude passerby trying to get to work, it seemed the whole town was crowded with anticipating residents. In the center of this smog of people was a large structure, simple yet grand, and it was known most commonly as Mary Anne's Home For The Needy. Otherwise referred to has the local orphanage for those kids who had suffered the absence of their parents. There all the ages ranged from infants to near adults just slipping from their teenage years and into adulthood to support themselves. Of course, some of those grown orphans chose to stay in the building. In exchange for food and hospitality they were given common household duties to perform. One of these specific individual girls was Kat. And Kat was just waking up to be introduced to this brand new day. Her form rose from the cushions on her bed, blond hair cascading down her back behind her as she blinked one sapphire eye open blearily, the small rays of sunlight warming her fair skin. Glancing over her shoulder, the clock on her bedside read 8:45 am. Just in time for her to get ready to wash the windows and watch the newborns. Joy. Being 24, the eldest in the orphanage, was always fun. It was a bug responsibility. Kat didn't like the weight one her shoulders. Not when the owner often comment that if her time was to come, Kat would be the next one to inherit the building. She didn't want that. The blond didn't want to be contain her the rest of her life. Not at all. "Today's going to be very boring isn't it..?" In the distance, just on the outskirts of that town, in the rising sun's glare were a few silhouettes, watching careful, analyzing eyes. One a bit in the center gave a deep exhale, closing his crimson red eyes in what was either content or aggravation. Those surrounding him shifted, one with especially long hair giving him a glance. "Voi...is that the place?" "It is. The orphanage."

((Yay, this thread is finally kicking off~)) Alice sighed, looking around frantically as she walked down the deserted street of the city. It was cold, a definite chill in the air that sent goosebumps up and down her arms. She hated this feeling. It was eerie, creepy and mysterious and not in a good way. The city she had run away to from her home after finding her dead family was crusted with lifeless bodies bu more importantly, silence. There were no screams, no groans from the sagging buildings around her. Only the wind whistling through boarded up windows to caress her blond hair. It was night. She shouldn't have been travelling at night but Alice didn't have much of a choice. She couldn't scout out any buildings for fear that they'd be lurking about. "I hate this..."

Squalo's ears perked up a little bit, his face flushing a dark red at the word spoken into his ear. Since when did Bel have such a mind like that?! And did he really think he was into men? ....Was he? Squalo shook the dilemma out of his mind for the moment, unhooking Bel's arms from around his neck. "No thanks brat, you don't keep your promises anyway."

Squalo froze as he felt his hair getting braided in the back by Bel's careful, yet damp, fingers. His flinched, feeling his anger rise a level. It had taken 3 hours to straighten his hair. 3. Hours. And now it was going to frizz. Squalo attempted to jerk backwards a bit to break the prince's hold but to no avail. "It's not my job brat! I'm not a commoner or your slave!"

Namine's movements froze suddenly for a quick moment, a shallow breath inaudibly hitching within her throat. Him. How could Demyx possibly knew it had to do with him; Vexen. Sure she had mistakenly given away it was an issue at home but in this state the blond could not recall giving away any information inducing that her stepfather was the one harming her. She hadn't even mentioned her sweet mother's death. Not that she could remember at the moment anyway... "I-I...what do you mean?" She asked carefully, trying to seem as confused as she could but Namine was sure it probably came out as helpless. After all, she was horrid at lying when in situations such as this. If this were about forgotten homework or something she'd be able to handle it but this...she couldn't lie about so casually to anyone. Especially not Demyx. Not when he was giving her such a gentle look. It dawned upon her. Was he being...protective? The thought of it, just the mere possibility brought tears to her blue eyes, making them a much more brilliant shade than before. "D-Dem', it's alright you know. You don't have to worry--I promise, I-I'll be okay." Roxas fell back with a dismissive thud when landing sharply on his rear but it was when he cracked his head against the hard tile floor, after Axel's magnificent kick off like he was the Karate Kid or something, did he give out a low moan of pain. He let his head linger a little bit longer than he should've on the school's floor, using the time to process what Axel had just said. The period was almost over...huge jugs? Oh, he had Miss Aqua. The sicko. Taking a shaky inhalation of breath and a rather high-pitched gasp (that Roxas was embarrassed to have let escape) he hoisted himself up to a sitting position. The quick motion nearly made him pass out with nausea, eyes threatening to roll back into the sockets of his skull. He must have hit his hard much harder than he had thought. Which would really explain the audacity Roxas was having (although he hadn't hit his head beforehand so obviously that couldn't be a liable excuse). "Y-You're talking about Miss Aqua? Please, she wouldn't even consider letting a dirtbag like he touching her in any way." Roxas leered, leaning against the lockers pathetically to take a few steady breaths and regain his balance, fingers digging into the metal if the thin rectangular surface. "Ngh...you bastard that firetrucking hurt you know?! And my name isn't Blondie. It's Roxas. Rox-as."

Squalo did his best to ignore how the water dripped down Bel's body (God he felt like a pedo) and stomped over to the blond, trying his best not to slip on any random splotches of water that had ultimately lead to the leaky spot in the hallway. Carefully standing in front of the blond, he grabbed a handful of the blond locks and dragged him up as gently as he could (with authority) and made sure Bel's lower half was safely submerged under water. Leaning in to Bel's ear he growled threateningly, ignoring how his chest barely grazed the other's. "Have I ever let a threat go? I don't care if you're naked--youcan put on a robe for all I care. Just clean up that mess." ((Demanding Squalo=UNF)

((Oh but he would.)) Squalo clenched his fists, trying really hard not to let them fly towards the door or the plaster wall. He needed to relax, he need to be calm, he needed to not have to explain why his prosthetic arm was clogged with plaster. He really really needed to let go though. So he did. By kicking the door with all of his might. And knocking it open. Even Squalo had to think to himself--that looked pretty badass. "BRAT! I want you out to clean that...mess." Squalo hesitated in seeing a set of long legs peaking out of the bathtub, sleek with water. The firetruck was Bel doing with such good looking legs? It simply wasn't possible.