Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150716101121/@comment-27226023-20150725232509

((Standard disclaimer. Calli is a total jerk. A bitch. She is still growing as a character but for now she is a total bitch. The person who is behind Calli's actions is entirely the opposite so please do not take any rude commments/behavior by this character personally...also kind of had a crap day so this is sort of a "vent" rp reply. When is Shikiama going to die? Can I kill him? I want to. ))

Calli rolled her eyes angrily as Scythe's sprawled body sailed by her head. She had given Scythe a chance to deliver a finishing kill and he mucked it up.

He disappointed her. A lot of humans did. It was true, you want something done you do it yourself.

Calli had enough of this tag teaming bullshit. She wasn't about watching backs, she was about ending this shit show. Shikiama's amusement for her had long since passed and now he was just some ugly nuiscance that needed to be snuffed from existence.

"Calli can I count on you to have my back?"

"Piss off you simpering blonde headed bimbo do-gooder!" Calli snapped. "I'm not about to do any babysitting. How about you watch your own damn back and I handle my own and let's see where that takes us hm?"

Shikiama felt a strong gale of wind blow in his face. Then part of his face went missing. Another chunk from his abdomen. Another from his arm. In a whirlwind of undectable attacks he was quite literally being ripped apart as Calli mixed up her evasive Smoke Bomb manuever with fatal attacks from her claws at untempered agility.

He swung his scythe at her only to be met with the same results of hitting insoluble smoke plumes before he felt the stabbing sensation of sharp claws digging into his flesh and ripping it out.

In some cruel and perverted way Calli was testing how high his pain tolerance was, then calculating the best way to strike entirely dependant on the outcome. Calli's eyes flashed with a look of animosity as she stared Shikiama down from some reasonable distance away where she had safely dodged to, her claws coated with the bood of a demon's.

Then Calli saw Scythe start some duel-wielding tonfa show. And his hammy armor actually roared.

Calli looked on with a look of bored expectancy on her face. Maybe Scythe could actually pull his weight and kill his own abomination once and for all. Or would he leave Calli to do that?

If he did, he wasn't going to like the ending to that fairytale. That, Calli would guarantee...

((Location: The Dark Forest))