Snippet #2179688

Kaiyo just managed to look up with the sense of a new presence when BAM, right on the noggin. Her head hung a bit, and her fingers started to twitch in response to the pain, her grip loosening on the leader before her. "Jeez...", she whined, feeling a thin trail of blood trickle down the side of her face. Luckily she was quite hard-headed, since a blow like that would've knocked the average women out. She turned slowly to face the male who attacked her. Her blank stare slowly transformed into a violent glare the more the male talked. Did he really just say that? "Make sure the leader keeps at bay", she said to her fellow member.

Kaiyo couldn't help herself. She took pride in a list of things, and being an attractive women was high up there. The insult clouded her judgement, and the bandages loosened from the male, allowing her to jump back and make some distance. It didn't matter that she broke physical contact with the leader, she had a new target. She turned to face him.

"You sure?", she asked rather coyly and with a tilt of the head. The bandages that were usually snug around her chest, face, and arms were loosely wrapped and hanging from her body. She ran a hand over her bandaged, injured shoulder and down her arm, the sleeve of her kimono falling with it. This only accentuated the excessive cleavage her kimono normally failed to hide. She showed no shame when flaunting her sexuality, which she did often.

"Maybe you need a closer look." With that, she suddenly sprung towards the male, slipping a hand into her kimono and gripping a small throwing knife by the handle. Her plan was to rush head-in, and slash at his chest. Sword or no sword, she wasn't about to simply just stand there and wait.