Why am I here again? (( Aris Love))

[Rayne Carter]

He calls the mansion not a house but tomb..
He is always choking from the stench and the fumes..
The wedding party all collapsed in the room.
So send my resignation to the bride and the groom...


The song echoed through Rayne's head.
He calls the mansion not a house but tomb...
Isn't that what she felt like now? This city was beautiful place no doubt about it..but she missed being home.
And was place that wasn't here.
As of yet..she had no friends. Which was not saying much considering she had only been in town for about two weeks.
But....she could not find another person who seemed as interesting in fighting as she was..no on to spar with.
And quite frankly..the neighbor kids that challenged her to paint balling were no challenge what so ever.
How was she going to get better at her passion if no one would test her limits?
None to fight with her and help her do better?
At least back home there had been plenty of those friends who were just as obsessed with guns and swords and she was.

There wasn't much them here as far as Rayne could tell....



But who knows...maybe she would be proved wrong.

The brown haired girl was decked out in silver and black today..tow of her favorite colors.
Black pants, silver tank top, and silver and silver and black flip flops.
Her hair was pinned up close to her skull, just to keep cool.
It was hot in this bustling town..and it tended to make her very lethargic.

[Aris Love]

Aris was walking down the streets of the beautiful city. He was singing a slightly different tune than the other girl. They were similar, but as always nothing was the same. "Now I am somewhere I am not supposed to be. And I can see things I know I really shouldn't see. And now I know why, now I know why. Things aren't as pretty on the inside." He said as his psychotic mind whirled and twirled. He discussed his own thoughts in his head in circles. He would lead every subject back.

But despite the difference between the twos minds there songs were similar. Both of them pointed out that they were somewhere that they shouldn't be. That they were in the wrong place. And the two people were craving for the same thing. Rayne wished for a spar, as did Aris. The only difference was their reasons. Rayne wanted a fight for fun, for training, and even for old times. But Aris wanted a fight for blood for the pure pleasure of biting the hand that feeds.

But now as he turned the corner of fifth he accidently bumped into a girl. Rayne Carter. The girl had dark brown hair and she was wearing black and silver. Aris was almost dressed in the same colors as her. Black pants, a white button up shirt, and shiny black shoes. He smiled sadistically as he looked at the girl. "Ello."

[Rayne Carter]

Great, she just had to run into people today.
Rayne was in a foul mood and the boy she ran into had sadistic like smile on his lips.
How fun...
All she needed was some crazy blood lusting bastard right now.
" Hiya." She said tartly, no this girl was not in fact looking for human company right now. Though a fight would be nice..
And so, Rayne smirked right back at him..one smile that was possibly even more sadistic then his.
Rayne was not a person for words..and so she didn't waste them.
Seeing that it was obvious this prick wanted to fight, she decided she would make his day.
Without further hesitation she swung her leg in a well aimed kick to wards the pretty boy's face.
Maybe this fight would put her in a better mood....lord knows that any good opponent could put a smile on her face.
She really loved a challenge.
Now all she could do is hope that this random guy would be such a good challenge.

[Aris Love]

OOC: I am assuming that you have 15 Wisdom too.

IC: Good old happy thoughts came into Aris's head at that very moment. The very moment his grin spread to her. It seemed to be contagious. Insanity, seemed to be blissful enough for her to want it too. The second he had that idea he jumped back and threw a kick at her. For some reason, it seemed that great minds think alike. Whoever said that was actually right. What a surprise!

Aris's shin his Rayne's and he grinned as he looked at her. "Someone is obviously going a little." He paused as he set his foot back and sent his fist towards her face. "Insane." He said with a wild grin as his laughter began. It started at about the same time as Aris's fist, the one that wasn't punching (Left), was sent toward's Rayne's stomach. He was both faster and stronger, he was planning to do a lot worse to the girl than she could imagine. Of course... that is only if he won.

[Rayne Carter]

Both punches landed, causing the girl to stagger back a few feet.
She paused a few seconds, wiped a trickle of blood off her tanned cheek, and spat out the excess blood from her mouth.

" Insane? Not even..you just caught me on a bad day little boy!"

Anger, that emotion was rising further and further into her soul. Explosions of this said emotion went off in a time bob effect.
He had hit her, not only that but it had really hurt.
More then it should have.

Rayne felt just a tad bit like a novice. Which was not a feeling she liked..at all.
And so, in that reaction to said anger, Rayne struck back by sending her own fists flying at her unfriendly foe.
" Hey you ain't to shabby boyo!"
Was all she could manage to say while attempting to pummel the boy in front of her.

[Aris Love]

"Ah." He sighed, as he retreated backwards evading her attacks. She was just too slow to catch him. "But you are a tad bit shabby." He said as he sidestepped one of her punches and caught it with his right hand. So now his right hand was gripping her wrist. The wrist of her right hand.

He smiled lightly as he simply attempted to use her arm to push her backwards. Now he was not going to hit her, he was going to make a fool of her. He simply had the tactical advantage. He was stronger and faster and for this battle that was almost all he would need.

"Now lassy." He said in an Irish accent. He did not know why that came up, but he had the urge for an Irish accent. "Don't ya know that anger be the first step to insanity."

[Rayne Carter]

Being pushed back by her own arm had not improved her attitude. But as she was pushed back...Rayne simply cartwheeled out of his range. So she thought at least.
Mimicking his accent she replied, " And here I thought depression was the first step me laddo."

Smiling a little, Rayne crouched down on her knees, " You know, this wouldn't be so bad if you didn't outrank me so much."
Her smile turned towards the embarrassed now.
here was a real fighter..who knew what the hell he was doing....and she..well frankly she didn't.

" Names Rayne...and yours?"

[Aris Love]

He paused. At first he was thinking of killing her. That was truly his first desire. He wished to smash her head against something. He then briefly decided to smile. "Depression be the first step to hate little missy." He said in that same accent. "Anger be the first step to insanity." He explained as if it were simple.

He looked at the crouching form of Rayne. How easy it would have been to simply squash her. To tear out her mind and making her crawl beneath him. To make her rot within the bowels of cold floor. But once again he shook it off. Instead he, hesitantly at first, offered his hand. He was going to help her up. He did not want to kill her. He had to focus on that thought alone.

"I'm Aris." He said in an American accent. His usual voice, except now in a more serene and peaceful quality.