Chapter 3: Kokero! You Jerk!!
OOC: Sorry for not updating this story in such a long time, I lacked
in inspiration..
~~
Tomoyo stumbled out of bed, the cold marble floors of her villa
giving her a chilly sensation on her feet and sharpening the pain
in her side. "I hate this.." she mumbled, a lack of strength made
her stumble once again; this time into the washroom where she'd
take her shower and brush her teeth. Running her fingers through
her hair, Tomoyo examined the cut on her right shoulder, a
stab wound by the looks of it.
i It looked like my mothers.../i
The hatred was gone but resentement remained and she couldn't help but
want to investigate the police reports for any similar wounds. For
that she'd need to find the slimy rat; she'd need to find Kokero.
Fifteen minutes later she'd stepped out of the shower and walked down
the hall in her robe to get her breakfast, the cook had insisted on
her eating breakfast everyday since the incident with Eriol a while
back and who was she to resist? The food was absolutely delicious.
After finishing her meal, Tomoyo wandered back up into the halls
of the upstairs of her villa. With the help of two maids she
got into an old fashioned lady's dress, the style that nearly
stopped you from breathing and shoved an obscure weapon or two
within it's folds.
Stepping out into the sunlight of the outdoors, she locked the house
and got into her car, the old fashioned movie set was where she'd find
Kokero, he was an extra in many of the movies. Wearing a mask, she
drove off to the studio where they were filming some old italian movie
and asked for him. Pointing her in the direction of another set, she
walked slowly to where she would find him. When she got there, she
noticed him by the food table, stuffing things into his jacket.
"Kokero!" she called to him in a sharp voice, his head shot up and he
dashed off in the opposite direction. Taking chase, she soon caught
up to him and her metal fan to his throat, "Now, now Kokero, I
won't hurt you unless you don't get me what I want. I want
complete access to the police database, got it? Nothing
less." Kokero whimpered, a slash wound on his arm caught her
attention, and he sneered. Tomoyo couldn't help but
mumble, "Oh shit."
The slimy git lashed out at her and took a fistfull of her hair.
Tomoyo punched him in the jaw and took her sword out of the folds
of her dress to hit him over the head with the hilt and nock him out.
Afterwards she poked the tip of the sword into the wound and out went
a dark energy. Fifteen minutes later she wrote on his arm in black
ink,
COMPLETE ACCESS TO THE POLICE AND GOVERNEMENT CRIMINAL
FILES/RECORDS, Letting you live for now...
~Queen of Swords.
P.S
Meet me here next week (same time) with the results.
Tomoyo then set off for home, but she'd never make it there until
the sun set..
~~~~~
Big Cliffy isn't it???
Your Pal
MarikzAngel (I changed my log in name, from Tomoyo-Chan)
OOC: Sorry for not updating this story in such a long time, I lacked
in inspiration..
~~
Tomoyo stumbled out of bed, the cold marble floors of her villa
giving her a chilly sensation on her feet and sharpening the pain
in her side. "I hate this.." she mumbled, a lack of strength made
her stumble once again; this time into the washroom where she'd
take her shower and brush her teeth. Running her fingers through
her hair, Tomoyo examined the cut on her right shoulder, a
stab wound by the looks of it.
i It looked like my mothers.../i
The hatred was gone but resentement remained and she couldn't help but
want to investigate the police reports for any similar wounds. For
that she'd need to find the slimy rat; she'd need to find Kokero.
Fifteen minutes later she'd stepped out of the shower and walked down
the hall in her robe to get her breakfast, the cook had insisted on
her eating breakfast everyday since the incident with Eriol a while
back and who was she to resist? The food was absolutely delicious.
After finishing her meal, Tomoyo wandered back up into the halls
of the upstairs of her villa. With the help of two maids she
got into an old fashioned lady's dress, the style that nearly
stopped you from breathing and shoved an obscure weapon or two
within it's folds.
Stepping out into the sunlight of the outdoors, she locked the house
and got into her car, the old fashioned movie set was where she'd find
Kokero, he was an extra in many of the movies. Wearing a mask, she
drove off to the studio where they were filming some old italian movie
and asked for him. Pointing her in the direction of another set, she
walked slowly to where she would find him. When she got there, she
noticed him by the food table, stuffing things into his jacket.
"Kokero!" she called to him in a sharp voice, his head shot up and he
dashed off in the opposite direction. Taking chase, she soon caught
up to him and her metal fan to his throat, "Now, now Kokero, I
won't hurt you unless you don't get me what I want. I want
complete access to the police database, got it? Nothing
less." Kokero whimpered, a slash wound on his arm caught her
attention, and he sneered. Tomoyo couldn't help but
mumble, "Oh shit."
The slimy git lashed out at her and took a fistfull of her hair.
Tomoyo punched him in the jaw and took her sword out of the folds
of her dress to hit him over the head with the hilt and nock him out.
Afterwards she poked the tip of the sword into the wound and out went
a dark energy. Fifteen minutes later she wrote on his arm in black
ink,
COMPLETE ACCESS TO THE POLICE AND GOVERNEMENT CRIMINAL
FILES/RECORDS, Letting you live for now...
~Queen of Swords.
P.S
Meet me here next week (same time) with the results.
Tomoyo then set off for home, but she'd never make it there until
the sun set..
~~~~~
Big Cliffy isn't it???
Your Pal
MarikzAngel (I changed my log in name, from Tomoyo-Chan)