A wave of questions came from Quatre's sisters as they then swamped Rakla, though she didn't mind the perfume cloud that made it hard for her to breath. she was too busy stealing a dollar here, some lose change there, a few bucks there, taking a total of 5 dollars from the 29 sisters that were now getting out shiny metallic objects. Heero and Trowa had appeared by Wufei now, both Duo and the mysterious girl visibly paled.
"Alright that's enough!!!" the girl screamed, jumping up on the bench and hopping down behind it, backing away from the scissors.
"No one is touching my braid… absolutely NO ONE!" she said, Quatre's sisters seemed stunned, Duo had joined her now, or was hiding behind her, he didn't have the courage to face 29 women with scissors. The other four boys smirked, thought Quatre felt pity for the two braided ones
"But…. why would you ever leave your hair a mess like that!" 29 voices exclaimed, Rakla's eyes widened as they came towards her again, this just wasn't her day.
"I like it like this, anyone who touches it will pay dearly" said the mysterious black girl, pulling a Scythe from seemingly nowhere. Smooth round metal handle, long curved blade, pointed and low to the ground of course, the boys seemed impressed that she made Duo jump back, obviously she knew how to use this weapon.
Immediately all of Quatre's sisters ran screaming, the girl put the scythe away once it retracted to something that looked like a lighter. She placed it in her back pocket and walked off, thought the rubber band had snapped and now her braid was coming undone again. Wufei and Duo held Quatre back from chasseing after the retreating figure of the scythe girl.
Once she was out of sight the two pilots released Quatre. Trowa, Wufei and Heero glanced at each other and started following the girl, while Duo and Quatre were racing to find her to ask questions.
Rakla returned to her apartment building, a fairly good place to live. She had bought three big cans of silver, gray and white paint. The receptionist said something but Rakla didn't bother to answer, she just fished her room key out of her pocket and entered her apartment, leavening the door open like she usually did.
Just down the hall the G-boys were quietly walking towards her room, they stopped in the doorway to see the girl still with her hair down and wind-tossed, tracing a scythe on the wall with black paint, apparently she didn't care if anyone watched or came in, she had a small kitchen, black with silver furnishings, and a small beanbag chair in one corner that had yet to be painted with, big surprise, sewn on scythes. Duo's jaw hung open, as did Quatre's, but for different reasons.
"this place is sweet!" Duo yelled, running inside to examine every inch of the room. The girl either didn't notice or didn't care, everything was black and silver or some variation anyways and covered with scythes.
"take a look in the corner" she said, Duo and the others did but Duo screamed, it was an 8 ft tall pole that practically reached the ceiling with a 4 ft long curved blade. The girl put down her paintbrush and picked up the scythe from it's resting place, the handle was wood and the blade chipped in a few places, it was very old.
Duo was in complete awe of the scythe as the blade caught the light from the sun getting though the windows, Quatre crept up behind the scythe wielding girl, not paying attention to the scythe at all until the girl suddenly had the blade at his neck, a low growl escaped her throat. "Don't…. touch…me…" she said in a low predatory voice, the boys backed away and Quatre said and did nothing, she lowered the blade and set it back in it's place, then continued her painting, Duo wandered her room, apparently very happy to have seen this girl for she was a scythe mental case, just like he was!
"Alright that's enough!!!" the girl screamed, jumping up on the bench and hopping down behind it, backing away from the scissors.
"No one is touching my braid… absolutely NO ONE!" she said, Quatre's sisters seemed stunned, Duo had joined her now, or was hiding behind her, he didn't have the courage to face 29 women with scissors. The other four boys smirked, thought Quatre felt pity for the two braided ones
"But…. why would you ever leave your hair a mess like that!" 29 voices exclaimed, Rakla's eyes widened as they came towards her again, this just wasn't her day.
"I like it like this, anyone who touches it will pay dearly" said the mysterious black girl, pulling a Scythe from seemingly nowhere. Smooth round metal handle, long curved blade, pointed and low to the ground of course, the boys seemed impressed that she made Duo jump back, obviously she knew how to use this weapon.
Immediately all of Quatre's sisters ran screaming, the girl put the scythe away once it retracted to something that looked like a lighter. She placed it in her back pocket and walked off, thought the rubber band had snapped and now her braid was coming undone again. Wufei and Duo held Quatre back from chasseing after the retreating figure of the scythe girl.
Once she was out of sight the two pilots released Quatre. Trowa, Wufei and Heero glanced at each other and started following the girl, while Duo and Quatre were racing to find her to ask questions.
Rakla returned to her apartment building, a fairly good place to live. She had bought three big cans of silver, gray and white paint. The receptionist said something but Rakla didn't bother to answer, she just fished her room key out of her pocket and entered her apartment, leavening the door open like she usually did.
Just down the hall the G-boys were quietly walking towards her room, they stopped in the doorway to see the girl still with her hair down and wind-tossed, tracing a scythe on the wall with black paint, apparently she didn't care if anyone watched or came in, she had a small kitchen, black with silver furnishings, and a small beanbag chair in one corner that had yet to be painted with, big surprise, sewn on scythes. Duo's jaw hung open, as did Quatre's, but for different reasons.
"this place is sweet!" Duo yelled, running inside to examine every inch of the room. The girl either didn't notice or didn't care, everything was black and silver or some variation anyways and covered with scythes.
"take a look in the corner" she said, Duo and the others did but Duo screamed, it was an 8 ft tall pole that practically reached the ceiling with a 4 ft long curved blade. The girl put down her paintbrush and picked up the scythe from it's resting place, the handle was wood and the blade chipped in a few places, it was very old.
Duo was in complete awe of the scythe as the blade caught the light from the sun getting though the windows, Quatre crept up behind the scythe wielding girl, not paying attention to the scythe at all until the girl suddenly had the blade at his neck, a low growl escaped her throat. "Don't…. touch…me…" she said in a low predatory voice, the boys backed away and Quatre said and did nothing, she lowered the blade and set it back in it's place, then continued her painting, Duo wandered her room, apparently very happy to have seen this girl for she was a scythe mental case, just like he was!
