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Post by Clock on Mar 14, 2009 19:58:54 GMT -5
Chanda turned her head up to the sky and let her eyes watch the clouds for a bit. The clouds always calmed her down and banished the smell of blood from her nose. when she looked at the clouds, she could pretend she was in the country again and the air around didn't burn her lungs with every breath. But she couldn't stare long. If she did she would start to wonder why she'd ever moved away and her mind would move to more sinester things, and she might not calm down at all. Infact, if she stared to long, she might get even more worked up than before. She also couldn't stare to long, because there was a dead Siber, laying on the concreat behind her, bleeding into a drain. Chanda turned now and walked over to the corps. Her Scythe desolved into blue specks and disapeared, back to wherever it came from. Chanda stared down at the dead Siber, it's face twisted into a queer smirk. It'd though it was winning in the last moments of it's life. Chanda tapped it with her foot, then she bent down, and picked up the body. All she had to do was hide it untill it was severd from it's computer and desolved like her Scythe had. But the diffrence was, Chanda's Scythe would come back any time. This Siber, would not. She dumped the body in a dumpster and walked away. Staying in the allys and empty side streats. she was coated in the Siber's blood. If someone saw her then the othoroties would be called and there would be trouble. But chanda managed to make it home without being noticed. She walked right into the houes, right into the bathroom, and her aunt who was in the kitchen, didn't even notice. Her Aunt was quite mad, and probably would have said in a hollow tone that Chanda had spilt Ketchup on herself if she'd been noticed. But instead, Chanda washed up, put her bloody cloths in the bathtub to soak, Dawned her school uniform, and headed out again. But this time with a smile, heading for school.
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Post by merridy on Mar 28, 2009 23:48:43 GMT -5
((By now his daggers have disappeared like Chanda's scythe))
Keel licked the blood from his fingers, watching the twitching body of his latest Siber victem from the corner of his eye. For whatever reason he had an odd habit of licking his fingers whenever anything was on them, regardless of what it was or how bad it might taste. Blood he didn't mind, once you'd get past that strong irony taste. Of course after countless times of this he had to get used to it anyways. He looked up at the lazily drifting clouds, their purple rims a preview of the sunset that stained the sky behind Keel. He figured he still had a bit of time before Ramond would go back to the Sibers....unless his mom asked him to stay the night. Keel shuddered at the thought. The last thing he needed was for his mom's Siber lover to stay over. The growling of his stomach reminded Keel that he had yet to have dinner. After checking his pocket for cash he walked over to the nearest fast food joint to feast upon soda, unnaturally floppy fries and processed meat.
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Post by Clock on Apr 2, 2009 22:01:19 GMT -5
Chanda stood outside the fast food restront, waiting for her friends to arive. She checked her watch anckshously. Her friends were very, very late. She sighed letting her arm fall, "I hope they're okay..." She mumbled to herself. The sun was already setting, they'd said they would be there after school, but here Chanda was, three hours later, and they were nowhere to be found. She pulled her cellphone out and flipped it open. One new message. She sighed and opened the text. "Sorry hun, we can't make it today. ttyl." Chanda sighed with frustration and was about to turn for home, when she heard something inside the restoront. It was faint but defanetly something worth listening to. Chanda turned around and listened for a moment, keeping absolutly still. the sound she'd heard was a quiet hum, somewhat like the fan in a computer. Computer... Chanda didn't wait another moment, she hurried into the restoront and stopped, looking around. There wornt many people there save a family of four and the people behind the counter. For a moment she thought she'd only been emagining the sound because she was so uterly bored. But then she heard it again. And then something hit her. It hit her so hard she went flying back through the glass doors and hit a metle railing just beond. The Siber was standing in the doorway laughing. A girl, posebly only five years of age. So Chanda guessed she was more giggling than laughing. Chada shook her head as her scythe disolved into exsistance in her hand and stood up. "She's not just a little girl." She mumbled to herself and then she crouched, and jumped at her.
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Post by merridy on Apr 3, 2009 18:23:53 GMT -5
Keel looked at the Siber and Chanda from where he stood by the trash bin. He quickly dumped his tray and let it fall empty to the floor. His daggers materialized in his hands but he didn't move from where he stood. He wouldn't make a move until it would look like the scythe girl needed help.
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Post by Clock on Apr 10, 2009 20:28:48 GMT -5
Chanda Whipped her Scythe around her head and slashed at the girl who jumped back to avoid the attack, she was still laughing. It was driving Chanda crazey, was it just her emagination or was the sound getting louder? It was getting louder. she stopped in mid swing and stood for a moment, to make sure she wasn't just going crazy, but no, several people to her right were actualy holding their ears against the sound. Chanda fineshed ehr swing, but missed once again. What Kind of Siber is really loud? She'd sertainly never heard of it before. Finaly the sound was so loud that even Chanda had to drop her scythe and cover her ears.
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Post by merridy on Apr 10, 2009 20:40:10 GMT -5
With one hand on his ear, and one of the two daggers in his mouth Keel took the opportunity to strike. As the siber was still standing, laughing at Chanda Keel drove his dagger into the Siber's throat. "Will you shut up?" he growled in the things ear. The laughter was soon garbled as the Siber gasped for air amidst the blood that soon rushed through her throat and, no longer in need of ear protection, Keel grabbed the remaining dagger out of his mouth and drove it diagonally up her head, so the butt of the dagger was shoved in right where the head meets the neck, and the point sticking out of the Siber's forhead, severing the computer connection. He let the Siber fall to the ground, smirking as he pictured the Siber as his mother's boyfriend. In a few seconds his daggers dematerialized, but the mess of the Siber still remained.
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Post by Clock on Apr 10, 2009 20:49:32 GMT -5
Chanda groaned, her ears still ringing and she sat on her knees holding her head with her right hand and her scythe in the other, unaware that the threat was gone.
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Post by merridy on Apr 10, 2009 20:55:15 GMT -5
Keel knelt down beside the girl with the scythe and pried her hand from her head. "Hey you okay?" he asked her. The way he said it was slightly awkward, as Keel really didn't know what else to say to a girl formerly in trouble, let alone one with a huge scythe. Not to mention how a small crowd had gathered around them, consisting of customers and restraunt employees.
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Post by Clock on Apr 10, 2009 20:59:42 GMT -5
Chanda looked up, blinked, and started looking around. Her eyes fell on the boy kneeling beside her. "what happened?" she asked seeing the blood on him and guessing he was a fellow Hacker, either that or some guy who'd been around some other guy who'd gotten hurt. But Chanda figured she was aloud to have hunches.
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Post by merridy on Apr 10, 2009 21:15:29 GMT -5
"Um the Siber knocked you down with her freakishly loud laughter so I stabbed the thing. Not much else to it." he looked around trying to think if there was anything else he needed to say. Giving up, and with a sudden urge to leave this awkward position Keel got up and headed for the door, pausing to pull out a twenty to givw to the manager, "compensation for the mess" as he explained.
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Post by Clock on Apr 10, 2009 21:21:37 GMT -5
Chanda watched him go, then she heard the sirens. The plice were coming. To all the people here it looked like he'd just kill a little girl and most of the people were standing shocked, but some were going after him to try and stop him. Chanda goot up quickly and ran out the door after him. "hold on!" she yelled catching up to him easy as he was walking, "haven't you ever killed in publick before?! You have to take sertain percosions, eventualy someone from Hacker X will take care of it, but you can't just walk away." She looked over his shoulder, the police cars were turning onto the streat. "you have to run!" she yelled grabbing his hand and turning to drag him away.
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Post by merridy on Apr 10, 2009 22:22:19 GMT -5
Keel broke off from her grasp. "My mum's going to get worried if I'm out too late." Keel said curtly before breaking into a run before the police could get a good look at him. He ducked into an alley about half a block away from the restaurant and pulled out his laptop. He quickly hacked into the computer system that controlled the security cameras of the fast food joint and proceeded to blur every picture they had caught of him and the girl. Even if the police had people telling them who had killed the Siber, they had no visual evidence that it was in fact, high school honors student Keel Marx.
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Post by Clock on Apr 11, 2009 16:47:58 GMT -5
Chanda noticed him pull away from her and watched him over her shoulder, he kept on running. She turned back around and turned onto the neerest streat that would lead her home. "Damn rookies." She panted, in a bad mood since she hadn't had time to calm herself down. Once she reached home she ran into the yard and fell down onto the grass. There she lay, breathing deeply and staring at the night sky for atleast an hour. Finaly, she felt well enough to stand up again. She walked into the houes and strait to the stares. "How was school?" her Uncle called from the livingroom, Chanda didn't answer, he didn't want an answer. Her Uncle just knew that asking how a child's school day went, was something a parent was supost to do. The problem was, that asking how Chanda's school day had been, was about all he did in the relm of paranting, and he wouldn't even listen to the answer after he asked. So Chanda went into her room and logged onto the computer. She emedatly logged onto Hacker X and went to her profile. She entered in a reporte of the Siber she'd killed that morning, and the one that had been killed at the restront. Things would be taken care of now that someone knew about it. having fineshed this, Chanda went to serch the forums for her Hacker friends.
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Post by merridy on Apr 11, 2009 21:36:29 GMT -5
Back at his house Keel went straight to his room and tossed himself onto his bed with an exhasperated sigh. It had been a long day. He rolled himself over onto his front and pulled out his laptop where he logged onto Hacker X. He scrolled down the screen where people had posted their losses or victories, stopping quickly when he found a user-icon in the form of a scythe, and the owner's report about exactly what Keel was going to write about-the Restaurant incident. He checked to make sure the user, Chanda, was still online before he posted his kill prior to the restaurant incident, and then searched the forums for Chanda's recent posts.
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Post by Clock on Apr 11, 2009 21:59:24 GMT -5
Chanda found one of her friends who'd stood her up at the restornt talking worredly with someone else on one of the forums. "What are you worried about." She tiped. Her friends responce was emedat. "omg! Chanda, are you alright? You're not hurt or anything are you? I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have let our friends talk me out of meeting you!" Chanda only read half of it. "Calm down, it's not like I was alone, didn't you read my report?" "Well no... I heard about it from someone else who walked by as it ended." "ah, well w/e, I'm fine. Go read the dang report" "why? Can't you just tell me?" "No, go read the report!"
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