Bishou- Hellooo people!
Kenshin- WHAT THE FUCK.
Bishou- what?
Kenshin-What is this?
Bishou- I'm remaking the chapters.
Kenshin- BUT THEY WERE PERFECT!
Bishou- I couldn't disagree more.
Kenshin I DONT CARE!continue with my life!
Bishou-I don't know how! I wrote myself into a corner!
Kenshin-Dammit!
"Ugh...My head..." Kenshin groaned and sat up, glancing around at her surroundings. She was on a beach of sorts, a beach that was lacking in the care department. In fact, the beach was covered in broken glass cups, bent coins, and many other shiny objects. It looks like a major hording project... "There's only one race I know of that likes sparkly things, and thats-"
"Talking to yourself is the first sign of insanity you know." Kenshin snapped her head back, only to be greeted by jet-black wings and an annoying smirk. "Although, you do have the face of a serial killer... should I keep an eye on my neck?"
"Well shit. KILVAS? Of all the places to wash up at, I wash up at KILVAS?" The raven quirked an eyebrow. Kenshin smiled in response, and quickly turned away pacing and in thought. The goddess must love screwing me over... But can't she find a hobby? Kenshin mentally pictured a certain goddess waking up, saying:
"Hmm... what can I do to torture Kenshin today? Jenkins!"
"Yes ma'am?"
"Get me torture plans 31,534-31,643!"
"Very well ma'am"
Kenshin rid herself of the thought, putting the scenario in the back of her mind for later evaluation, and got back to the problem at hand. There has to be a way out of this. With Ashera trying to kill me every five seconds, plus my luck, I'll fall down another cliff and land back in Daien, where they're probably trying to pull my body out of the ocean by now. No, this must be done with tact...Problem is how do I use tact?How do I even KNOW that word?I have absolutely no clue what it means! Fuck,this blows.
Naesala watched with genuine interest as the girl paced back and forth, apparently in deep thought. So deep, in fact, it seems that she had completely forgotten about him.
She was a cute looking girl,not that he would go for her virtually flat chest and childish attitude, but cute nonetheless. She had messy, short, dirty blonde hair that went up to her ears, most of it was hidden under a brown headband decorated with stitched leaves. Her skin was tanned, but the only thing he had to go off of was her face, because the rest of her body was covered with a long black coat, long cream pants, and a red shirt that covered her neck area. Her eyes were a light green, a green that would shine eerily at night time. And those strange eyes were staring at him this very moment. "May I help you?" She growled.
"Why yes, you COULD help me. Please explain why you're he-" Something caught his eye. Something shiny.
Kenshin watched as the man walked over to the right, where he picked up a small silver wind chime. Hers, in fact.
"Hey, that's mine. Thank goodness it didn't break."
"...Is your name on it?"
"Yes, it is, and I would like it ba-"
"Finders keepers."
"Stop acting like a forty year ol-"
"Mine."
"NO, MINE YOU LITTLE FUCKER!" She then proceeded to tackling him to the ground, and they grappled around for a bit, each trying to claim possession o the wind chime. Needless to say, she won, and she raised the chime victoriously.
"HAHA! I win!"
"Yes, yes, and I would like to mention your STILL straddling me, Which, I wouldn't mind if you were a hot vixen but..."
Kenshin glared in response, and as she was crawling off him, she gave him a swift kick in the gut. "Pervert..." She put the wind chime back on her ear.
"Yes, Yes I am. Sir Pervert to you."
Kenshin sighed. "Well, Sir Pervert, Please point me in the direction of the mainland and I shall be on my merry way."
"Why should I? I like watching a cute girl like you squirm."
Kenshin snapped. " I'm sorry, Could you repeat that again? I could of SWORN you said ' Kenshin, Please rip out all my feathers, boil me, then present me to the hawk king as a sacrifice. CALL. ME. CUTE. AND. I. WILL. M-U-R-D-E-R. YOU. Got it?" She kicked him at every word, glaring at him angrily.
" Kenshin is an adorable name."He wheezed.
"FUCK YOU!" She kicked him in the face, then flew off in a huff.
Naesala chuckled as he nursed his now throbbing head. . "Silly girl. Think i'll let you off THAT easily? I want to see you SQUIRM. Plus,you might fetch a hefty price for the duke..."
"Your majesty." Seeker landed behind Naesala, and Naesala turned to him.
"Yes?"
"There is a merchant vessel approaching. Shall we attack it?"
"Hmm... yes, I think we shall. Do your worst, Seeker."
Seeker nodded, then took of to gather his troops.
Naesala smiled. "Well, I have a hawk to torture." He began flying casually. After all,why rush? He would catch her in the end.
Bishou- Well? Is it better? Tell me, I worry!