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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Oct 6, 2009 23:07:13 GMT -8
OOC: Kevala first, then open. This is the prelude to The Sound of Rain
Lets cut back to the beginning of the day. Katsuri woke up to the sound of his phone blaring, for the sixth time that morning. The answering machine left yet another ambiguous message, "We're here...", causing the man to groan and finally kick up from the bed. He did not yet realize just who the voice belonged too, but he would soon enough.
He had barely downed his first cup of coffee, laced with 03-D, before the sound of his front door being kicked in had snapped him awake. He was off, sliding from the kitchen into the open area where steps led down to his front door. The sight of a massive female stepping through it and pointing up at him with a grin would have caused his eyes to open, "Shit." The massive female standing there was none other than Aika Katashi, someone he had hoped he would never, ever, see again.
Those large feet slammed down and he took off, grabbing up that Earth Dragon’s coat and tossing it onto his body, the rest of the crap already attached. A jump and the man would have brought his knee down hard into a large window in his bedroom, plowing through it. The leather coat he had on now was flapping wildly as he soared down four stories and hit the ground hard, slamming into a forced squat to distribute the damage outwards. A glance back would have proved that the only one that was going to be chasing him was the woman, which was good, as he faltered slightly as he stood back up.
Those new boots kicked into the uplifted blacktop and he was off like a bat out of hell. Of course, the fact that his dear Aunt was far stronger then he was meant the woman came crashing down right after, taking off no sooner then she had hit. Head jerked back just in enough time for his eyes to go wide and to see a fucking CAR flying towards him, causing him to slam on the brakes and jump to the side, rolling as he went. The thing came tumbling down and crashed into a few others, mean while, she-hulk was on his ass.
Katsuri took off down an alleyway to the side of them, darting through it, jumping and kicking a dumpster back against the woman, which only aided in pissing her off and getting the thing ripped in two. He was already around the corner, kicking off the brick wall, leaving a slight caving of it inwards before he bounced around the next corner. He was thinking efficiency over safety, as at this point it looked like he was a pinball propelling itself faster and faster, until he got out into the street. Landing on top of the hood of the car, the four hundred pounds he had to throw around caused the car to lift up slightly in the front, just the same as the engine block shattered beneath him.
His eyes darted back once more, looking to see if Aika was still coming, and the sight of part of a fire escape flying out into the street and running over a car would have had him on the move once more.. It took him nearly an hour to lose the woman, and by time he had done that he found himself sitting on the campus of 259, out of breath, plopped on a bench on the roof. It did not take all that long for her goons to find him there either, at least one of them anyways, and that got him to dart up, still panting.
The minute he reached for his radio he was off, diving towards him, first kicking his heel into the mans hand, breaking it and embedding it into the brick holding the door up, the radio splintered into pieces. The next was to kick him sideways, and with it he would have chased after him, jumping and catching him mid air.. which meant one thing. They were going DOWN. The man was held beneath his feet, all four hundred pounds of him, which meant when they impacted and Katsuri came into a squat, blood went everywhere because he almost popped like a tick.
The large man picked a hunk of what looked to be large intestine off of his chest and dropped it to the floor, slathered in the mans blood at this point. Brain matter and all matter of other unmentionable things had covered the surface of the ground in an outwards splatter thanks to how they had hit. The body itself had nearly exploded from the inside out, it was quite a gruesome sight.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Oct 6, 2009 23:39:40 GMT -8
(ooc: Soooo not gonna be near as long. But I shall try my best...>.> )
Well, Kevala's morning had not started out like a ray of freaking sunshine. First she had woken up late. Then, she had managed to misplace her bag, not willing to leave the house without it. That had taken about half an hour to find, and when she finally was dressed and on her way, she had already missed her first class. Yeah....FUN!
Then she had gotten to school. Oh the joys of peer pressure and bullying. A group of girls, she defined as preps, kept staring at her. She was just as pretty as any of them, if not more so. At least she thought so. But given her black tank top and her pair of faded jeans...They viewed her as being below them. Hell, she probably was. After all, she had come from foster care. A broken home leading up to that. Not to mention she was screwed up in the head. Thanks to that ...that...thing that they called her birth mother. Mother? What kind of mother did to their child what her's had done to her? But that was beside the point.
The point was that those girls, hated her, and she had no clue as to why. Stupid idiots...That was all she could think of. So, anyways, she had finally made it to class. That being a boring and slow task in and of itself. But somehow she had managed to get through it. Thankful however that she had time before her next class to be able to go out and take some shots of the beautiful day. It was something lacking in her portfolio...Nice sunny days...Heh. But then when you lived in darkness your whole life, you tended to shy away from the sun.
But regardless she had finally managed to find her way outside. Technically. Instead of going outside, she had gone up. And out. Taking up a spot on the roof, in one of the far corners, away from where others may sit should they come up here. She was not the socialite in the least bit. In fact, given where she had chosen to sit, it was unlikely that one would notice her. At least not if they were not paying attention. Taking out her camera she started snapping a few shots of the campus below. Making sure to get any and all embarrassing photos of people she did not know that she could. Never knew when they might come in handy. She had been at peace for the most part, losing track of time and just enjoying the silence.
But that all ended as she heard somebody come onto the roof. And from the sound of them, whoever it was had been working out. Or something. They were panting and out of breath. She just shook her head...Maybe she did not want to know what was making them make that sound. For all she knew there was somebody getting busy on one of those tables she had walked past. Sighing softly, so as not to be heard, she returned to what she was doing. Stopping only to reload her camera.
She was about to begin shooting again, when the sound of another person caught her attention. Gah! What the hell?! Was there a party she had not heard about going on up here today? Well, she supposed that was a very likely possibility. Given she did not talk to people, she definately would have been left out of the social circle of things. She tried to return to what she was doing once more, curious, but not THAT curious.
That is when she heard sounds that were not ones you 'should' be hearing from the rooftop of a school..Or a party even. No, she heard the most horrible sounds coming from behind her and though she knew...KNEW....that she should not look. Just turn around and pretend she was not here. She could not help it.
Turning around slowly, peeking out from the spot she was seated in, she let those icy blue eyes fall upon a familiar face...It was Katsuri...and...Well, by now all she could tell was that it used to be human. Heh...Now taking note of the blood that coated Katsuri and the ground at his feet. Normally one would expect some form of horror in reaction to seeing such a thing. But, not from this one. Instead, it made her whimper out, rather loudly. She could not help it. It had been weeks since she had eaten..well..
....since she had fed that dark need she held within her. Her curse from birth. Suddenly feeling her stomach cramp in protest. Almost as though it had not noticed th absence of that particular bit of food, or drink, depending on how you looked at it. Her hand instinctively moving up to run over the spot where the pain hit the hardest. Great, just what she DIDN'T need today. Drawing in a deep breath she leaned back some. Her eyes flaling shut as she struggled to get herself under control...
Katsuri...Could you have not done that somewhere else? I mean come on...
Another whimper slipping forth as she felt another wave of pain hit her. Not even noticing that she spoke of what had just happened as if it were an every day occurance. But then, that was just the way that Kevala was.
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Oct 6, 2009 23:51:26 GMT -8
"Uh... Kevala... sorry?" He took step forwards, and winced, hard. "Ow.." Leaning down he would have brought his foot up, and pulled what looked to be a hunk of the mans rib from his shoe, it having penetrated the thick rubber. "Damn it. Still.. worth it. I don't have to worry about Aika chasing me back here now, bitch was going to kill me. "
Looking up to Kevala, having just realized what he had said he could not help but let loose a rather shakey smile onto those lips. Moving forwards more now that the bone was gone, he would have sunk take off that coat, it having taken all the brunt of the blood save for a few splatters on his face, and dropped it to the ground. With it out of the way, his arm came down and hoisted her up against him, grinning slightly. "So.. settling in well to the school?"
What was the thing the big man had about picking up smaller people that just seemed to be a habit? More so with the females then the men, but damned if he did not do it to them too sometimes. It was like he thought everyone smaller were big toys for him to play with.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Oct 7, 2009 0:02:09 GMT -8
She noted his movements as he came closer to her. That piece of bone he pulled from his shoe only getting a soft grin to spread across her lips.
"Damn it. Still.. worth it. I don't have to worry about Aika chasing me back here now, bitch was going to kill me. "
She heard the words, but said nothing. Noting the shaky laugh that quickly followed. She would have said something soon enough, she as sure, but then he was there, dropping his coat and lifting her up against him. With that, her thoughts were lost. What was it about him? She had no clue.
Oh, she knew damn well she was nothing more than a toy to him, but she did not care. Tilting her head to the side slightly, she let those icy hues fall upon his own. A few locks of raven hair falling down into her face as she did.
"So.. settling in well to the school?"
No, not really. People tend to not like me.
One hand, small, and smooth to the touch, came up, brushing delicate fingers over his brow as she purred to him. Noting the bits of blood on his face and unable to help herself. Another wave of pain slamming into her stomach, she leaned in and let her tongue slide against one of the larger spots. The taste hitting her and causing her to moan out softly. Yes, she had a problem, but she could not help it. She had been born this way.
Pulling back now, she looked at him, those eyes once more holding to his own. Not a care in the world that they were next to a bloody mess or that he was the cause of it.
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Oct 7, 2009 0:23:27 GMT -8
The notion of her not settling in was not something pleasing to the big man, as after all, he wanted the girl to be welcomed into this place, or any place for that matter.. despite her.. issues. As she leaned in and licked away a big glob of blood, he could not help but smile, shifting himself back a bit and catching her lips with his own, the taste of iron hitting him quite strong as they mingled, leaving him to only reel back at the last second and run the tip of that tongue up across both upper and lower lip.
Settled back, he was content with just holding the girl instead, and with that out of the way he would have smiled once more at her. “I see… people do not like my crazy Kevala I take it?” He asked with his brow perking up a little, already figuring he had the answer to that question, but not pushing it more than he had already. It was a matter of personal preference to him, as he was nuts too, so he liked his women to be a little off their rocker. Hell, everyone he had slept with.. ever.. had been off their rocker in some way or another, but we would not get into that.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Oct 7, 2009 0:35:20 GMT -8
They think I am strange. Half of them do not even give me a chance. Not that I care. Stupid people....
She growled softly to herself as she shook her head, a small fire buring within those eyes. But only for a moment. When she again turned her gaze to him all fire faded and all that was left were those beautiful and enchanting eyes of hers. The look held within them being one of affection.
She would not deny she liked the big guy holding her now. His kiss having only sparked that affection more. Hell, when would she ever find another guy like this? Who liked her just the way she was? Not ever probably.
Sighing contently, she lowered her head enough to nuzzle against his neck briefly and then running her tongue over her lips. All the while, her hand had managed to fall down to his chest, little fingers playing over it lightly.So, how are your other girls?
From any other girl this would have been a trick question. But he would be able to tell by her tone that she really did want to know. It was not like she was an idiot, he was a big guy and he neeed A LOT of attention. Could not blame him for that could she. Besides, she accepted being his occassional plaything. It was fine with her. Not really expecting more from him. He was too......outgoing...for lack of a more proper term...for her alone.
Finally, waiting on his reply, she let her head rest against his shoulder. Eyes closing softly as she soaked up the feel of his body next to her own.
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Oct 7, 2009 0:42:40 GMT -8
"Mm.. Amber is fine, as wild as ever, you'd quite like her I think if you got to talking with her, as she is quite crazy as well." A shrug of his shoulders and he would have looked down to the woman leaning against his shoulder. Katsuri would have dropped his large body down and scooped up that coat, moving himself to the nearest bench he could find and hawking it onto one end while he took up the other. Little Kevala was settled into his large lap then, that arm easily slipping around her and holding her there.
“As far as the others go. Matrim has been watching Sara, so there is no problem there, poor Rea, have not seen her since her first day.. but lord knows, all the women I meet are off in some way. Even poor Jenna seems to have forgotten the way I kidnapped her.. Stockholms or something. “ A snicker and he’d have leaned in biting at her jaw line then, much like the passion she had given him plenty of times in the short time they had known one another. It was unreal how she gravitated towards him, probably had something to do with how accepting he was, but meh.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Oct 7, 2009 0:53:43 GMT -8
She simply relaxed against him. Letting him move about as he pleased. Her fingers still tracing over his chest as he did so. When he was finally settled, with her seated in his lap she would once more nuzzle into his neck. Listening as he spoke of his girls.
As he finished she moved her head back, just in time for that bite to her jaw. Eyes once more closing as she tilted her head and purred out to him once more.Hmm..Well that is good. I am glad to hear they are all well.
Why was she not jealous as most girls would be? Well, she was not most girls. Not to mention the fact that in Kev's mind, he may have had a slew of crazy, sexy girls to play with..Some a little more off than herself, but none of them were Kevala..If that made sense. It did to her, and that was enough.
Running her tongue over her lips she smiled softly, another content sigh passing from her as she let her small body relax against his own a bit more. Like she knew why she always seemed to end up with him. Or why she liked him so much. It was what it was. Nothing less and nothing more. I am glad you have so many to entertain you...God knows you need it... A soft giggle slipping forth now before she would lean in and bite down onto his neck rather roughly. But only for a moment before pulling back, a soft lick offered to the flesh there.
But even you have to admit they are nothing like your crazy Kevala...Grinning as she spoke and those eyes once more looking up to him.
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Oct 7, 2009 1:05:41 GMT -8
He would admit that much, no one quite had the addiction to blood the girl had, amongst other issues. Those hands squeezed her little body against his, but she’d have also felt his hand running over her side and down, slipping across the top half of her thighs, knowing well he could not get the little woman naked out here in the middle of the school grounds, but that did not mean he could not taunt her. Head craned back down, and his body hunched over slightly, just so he could bite nice and hard against her neck, dragging those teeth up afterwards, knowing full well the trail of red marks he had just made would have her moaning for more.
Those fingers which had been creeping across her body dipped down, disappearing against her, soft, slow strokes, making sure she felt him throughout her body. This was just foreplay, she should have known that, as he was not about to take the girl on this bench, not after having just smashed someone to pieces.. but then again, he was a little fucked in the head like that was he not? Still. His hand removed itself from in between, and would have instead let the tips of those fingers trail up over her abdomen, stopping just shy of breasts and coming up fully to grab hold of her chin and pull it skyward.
He then took her lips, grabbing them with his own in a manner fitting of the teasing he had just done. Tongue was resting, just at the entrance to her mouth, gently running against the underside of her upper lip, as if asking permission to enter, that’s when those whispered words came free. “Mm.. no.. none quite like you at all.”
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Oct 7, 2009 1:17:14 GMT -8
She indeed felt him in every inch of her body. Every touch he offered enough to send fire through her veins. Unable to bite back the soft moan that escaped her at those fingers of his. Their stroking and teasing only making her shift a bit in his lap. She knew well that there was to be no playing right now, but between those teeth and those fingers now trailing up her stomach she was on the verge of losing it. Sure she could handle no more teasing at this point.
That was when he lifted her chin, his lips pressing to hers, and yet his tongue not entering. Instead licking over her lip and teasing her to the point that only a whimper could suffice to describe what she was feeling. That one sound holding more desire and need than she, a girl who KNEW what she was to him, should hold. But she could once again care less what she should be like or should feel. Her own whispered words escaping her tortured lips.Mm...I am glad you know that...I would hate to have to prove to you just how different I am.
Grinning once more she would press her lips back against his, fully showing her passion and need for him as her own tongue slipped forth, brushing against his lips this time. Her hand that had been on his chest now gripping his shirt tightly, pulling her small body more snuggly against his own.
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Oct 7, 2009 1:32:07 GMT -8
Moans and whimpers, they were all the same in the end, her little cry out for him, and that was what he wanted. Katsuri let his hand come upwards, gripping to her cheek as she would have finally found that tongue gaining what it wanted, moving inwards, lewdly drifting up and over the side of the very cheek he was holding. Knowing damn well what he was doing would drive her nuts, he was all to pleased to let it run its course, drawing down over her own tongue in turn, slithering about it as if trying to intertwine. He'd have let this go for as long as he could handle before finally pulling back, a little out of breath given the amount of passion he had been putting into it.
"Mmn.. theres no need to prove that.. I know who you are, and I like it just as much as I do anything else.. who knows.. maybe a little more. " He grinned at that, as they had finished sucking face, he was all too content to sit there, his hand splayed against her thighs, stroking, moving, making sure to trail in such a gentle manner that his touch, despite being deep, was only against the surface of her flesh. Knowing how close she was to the edge of snapping was part of the fun after all, as it meant he was doing what he needed to make her cry out only for him.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Oct 7, 2009 2:58:01 GMT -8
She felt her entire body light up all at once. The feel of his kiss, that tongue dancing along with her own, enough to set the blaze to full throttle. A pain digging deep inside her. She knew it was not the usual pain she felt. The one which craved blood and pain. No, this one was new, and this one craved him. Moaning against his lips, she would return that kiss, just as passionately and just as hungrily. Her hand gripping to his shirt as tightly as she could possibly manage.
Then, as he pulled back, that need only continued to increase, another whimpered offered for him, only him as she bit down onto her lower lip, the absense of him enough to make her want to cry out. But as it were, she let herself relax against him. Entire form full of electricity as she shivered to each and every touch his large hand provided to her body.
With her head once more against his shoulder and her hands again begginning its movements over his chest, she decided now may be the time to talk about something else...Anything...So she brought up the one thing she could think of..
Tell me what all that was about? And who is trying to kill you?
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Oct 7, 2009 13:45:35 GMT -8
Those soft little whispers, each and every little sound leaving her lips, full of want, of need. He was all to pleased to be the one to give it to her, her only one. A simple shiver, little, but to the point in that it let her know just the way she seemed to make him feel as well. Arching fingers, letting them dig and caress, run the length of her body was a whole rather then individual points of interest. The entirety of her tiny form, belonged in his lap, and it felt oh so right that it had those tips running and probing into every surface.
He was looking for the spots that would her moan, spots that would make her quiver in need, a need for him and only him. The question she let loose from those lips was considered but a moment, running a mile a minute, firing through his brain in the same fashion as he took in all the sights of the nubile existence he was exploring in thorough inspection. A press of his own, slight and short, would have allowed those lips to release from one another and open, tongue rolling just as those vocal chords did the same, letting loose with words that would have seemed unusual in tone for one of his size. Fluid and soft, to the point while having a certain gentle caressing undertone. "Mm. My family.. they have come seeking something I took, or in the least repayment for it. "
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Oct 7, 2009 14:00:53 GMT -8
Her head tilted to the side, the feel of his hands on her body, his lips on her flesh only driving her passion higher within her. But right now, here with him, this was enough. As those lips travelled her flesh, little moans would escape, some turning to whimpers as he moved on, begging him to return to that spot.
With her eyes closed she would listen as he spoke. The words, which would have seemed strange to any other, came to her as normal, every day events. Shaking her head softly as she leaned in, her own lips finding way to his neck, gentle kisses applied before she would nip at him softly.Mm..well that is a shame, but from the looks of it, they will have a challenge in being repaid.
With that she shifted a bit in his lap, her words honest and showing a hint of how much she cared for him in her tone. She felt like she belonged here. Not sure why, but not bothering to question it. Another soft sigh escaping her lips as they parted over his flesh. That warm breath caressing over him as she brushed her nose against the side of his neck in a gentle nuzzle.
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Oct 7, 2009 14:07:21 GMT -8
"Mm, of course they will.. but then again, the question I would ask is would you think the same of me if it were so easy?" Those lips upturned into a bit of a smile and he rested himself back, slipping to the side on that thick concrete bench and laying his body along it. One of those legs was off the side, bent, resting about level with the higher than average bench. The other was bent and pressed on the bench itself.
Little Kevala slipped nice and neatly against his chest, her head resting up near his shoulder. A large hand came down against the back of it, settling in there and holding her gently, much like one would do any loved person. The same could be said of his other hand, which took up a soft, slow, stroke up and down her back. She definitely seemed to be able to react quite nicely to his touching, and he enjoyed it immensely, but for now he would behave with the lovely woman in his arms.
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