Snippet #2271023

((Seeing as Fox and Ceh obviously aren't going to post anytime soon, I suppose I will :/))

Sayuri

Her hair stood up on the back of her neck, but Sayuri didn't waver in her stride. She knew that she was being followed; however, confident in her abilities to defend herself if the need to rose, she tilted her head back and let out a breath. Casually, she took a detour down an alleyway, and as soon as she was out of view of her stalker, she threw herself into the air. She landed on a fire escape and perched easily there, sitting there with one leg perched on the railing and one leg hanging over the side. She folded her hands behind her head and leaned back against a pole.

Soon, her follower came into view, to be revealed as a young man that didn't seem much older then her, judging upon his appearance. Her brow rose and she waited until he was below her before clucking her tongue in a disappointed manner. "Honestly, boys these days have no idea that stalking a girl will get them nowhere and will not further their relationship with them," she said with a sigh, eyeing the nails on her right hand. She lowered her hand and flipped down from the fire escape, landing easily behind him with her arms crossed. "Now, why are you following me?" she demanded, her eyes dark. "If you're looking for a fight, you're going to lose, so it would be wise of you to return to what hole you crawled out of, and judging by your current state of disarray and your bulging, unorganized bags, it was a very dirty hole indeed," she smirked.