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- Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✦ #33178b || Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ #0ea1bd
- Location ; Mochijima Station
Mood; Somewhat Amused, Frustrated, Doubtful, Cocky
Species; Cat < Human
The demoness had, had enough with the watching. She quickly transformed back into a human and sat down on the bench she was previously on, making sure to look everyone in the eye for an uncomfortable amount of time.
First, it was Anzo; a small smirk tugged at her lips as she thought of his reaction when first receiving notice of the game. Amaya thought maybe he was just as annoyed as she was, but then realized he’s finally getting someone to adopt him like the little puppy he was; he must have been on cloud nine.
The second person she looked at was a boy with silver hair and red eyes that seemed too judgmental for someone his age. Not that she was any better of course. Amaya noticed that when he was surveying the train station he had completely over looked her for she was a cat, but now that she was human she forced him to look at her with her mere presence.
He looked strong, mentally mind you for his body was akin to a twig, but still had that gleam of humanity that she just wanted to crush. ”I wouldn't mind him being my partner,” the demoness mused silently.
Amaya’s attention then went onto the girl who stood silently by the Dog – her new nickname for Anzo – and watched as she too sized people up. The girl was young, no younger than fifteen, and had vibrant blue eyes that were hidden behind maroon glasses. She vaguely reminded Amaya of a dozen TV personalities, but which one she couldn’t pin point. To the demoness they were all the same.
Her gaze then caught sight of a rather loud girl who tugged on Tohrushiki’s ears. Amaya wanted to congratulate the girl for pissing off one of the most powerful demons she knew, but then realized she would be complimenting the Cat. His violet eyes twitched and Amaya couldn’t help but snicker. She was relishing in her enemies’ pain at the hand of his new owner, and silently she pulled out her iphone and took a picture of the scene; making sure to save all photos to her icloud account in case anything bad happened to her electronic device.
As far as her opinions on Rima went she could only thank God Tohrushiki got paired up with her instead of one of the other candidates. ”Although it would be equally as bad if he got Awful Scarf over there.”
Finally her sight set on the brat she had mentioned before. He was everything she hoped her partner wouldn't be. When he was yelling at Rima she turned on her selective hearing and thus didn’t hear the boy call himself ‘Heihatsutori.’ The human she was supposed to be partners with, but because she hadn’t heard his name so she could still hope. Of course Amaya was just lying to herself, trying to stall for more time.
He started laughing and for the non-existent life in her she couldn’t figure out why. Maybe he was finally losing it, dooming their chances of winning from the start. A panicking boy who’d already murdered others she could deal with, but a boy crying in the first two minutes of meeting her she couldn’t.
"You've got your hands tied with that buffoon as your partner. I am truly empathetic of your loss, of the game I mean,” and with his words she knew that the worst possible situation had happened. Awful Scarf boy was her partner, and she couldn’t change – unless… she shook the thought away. While mostly already dead, she didn’t want to die once more - contrary to belief.
”Right back at you Kitty. I just hope she won’t tear your ears off too early in the game. I’d hate to not allow you to hear the sound of my victory,”Amaya smiled and grabbed the back of the shirt of her now shell shocked partner and sat him down, still holding tightly onto his back.
She stood next to him, glaring at anyone who gave him a dirty look. While Amaya might loath being partners with him it doesn’t mean she won’t let her partner get ridiculed. From now on only she could do that.
The demoness leaned down toward his ear and whispered,”Get your act together, or you’re going to be the first one to die. They target the weak and right now you’re a fucking sheep.” with that Amaya let him go and raised her eyebrow over toward the Dog. ”Don’t stray too far from your master, you might get lost.”
Amaya knew she was being a tad bit cruel, but it wasn’t time for friendly get-togethers, this was the final ‘peaceful meeting’ they’d ever have with each other. It was now full on war, a war she was not going to lose.
First, it was Anzo; a small smirk tugged at her lips as she thought of his reaction when first receiving notice of the game. Amaya thought maybe he was just as annoyed as she was, but then realized he’s finally getting someone to adopt him like the little puppy he was; he must have been on cloud nine.
The second person she looked at was a boy with silver hair and red eyes that seemed too judgmental for someone his age. Not that she was any better of course. Amaya noticed that when he was surveying the train station he had completely over looked her for she was a cat, but now that she was human she forced him to look at her with her mere presence.
He looked strong, mentally mind you for his body was akin to a twig, but still had that gleam of humanity that she just wanted to crush. ”I wouldn't mind him being my partner,” the demoness mused silently.
Amaya’s attention then went onto the girl who stood silently by the Dog – her new nickname for Anzo – and watched as she too sized people up. The girl was young, no younger than fifteen, and had vibrant blue eyes that were hidden behind maroon glasses. She vaguely reminded Amaya of a dozen TV personalities, but which one she couldn’t pin point. To the demoness they were all the same.
Her gaze then caught sight of a rather loud girl who tugged on Tohrushiki’s ears. Amaya wanted to congratulate the girl for pissing off one of the most powerful demons she knew, but then realized she would be complimenting the Cat. His violet eyes twitched and Amaya couldn’t help but snicker. She was relishing in her enemies’ pain at the hand of his new owner, and silently she pulled out her iphone and took a picture of the scene; making sure to save all photos to her icloud account in case anything bad happened to her electronic device.
As far as her opinions on Rima went she could only thank God Tohrushiki got paired up with her instead of one of the other candidates. ”Although it would be equally as bad if he got Awful Scarf over there.”
Finally her sight set on the brat she had mentioned before. He was everything she hoped her partner wouldn't be. When he was yelling at Rima she turned on her selective hearing and thus didn’t hear the boy call himself ‘Heihatsutori.’ The human she was supposed to be partners with, but because she hadn’t heard his name so she could still hope. Of course Amaya was just lying to herself, trying to stall for more time.
He started laughing and for the non-existent life in her she couldn’t figure out why. Maybe he was finally losing it, dooming their chances of winning from the start. A panicking boy who’d already murdered others she could deal with, but a boy crying in the first two minutes of meeting her she couldn’t.
"You've got your hands tied with that buffoon as your partner. I am truly empathetic of your loss, of the game I mean,” and with his words she knew that the worst possible situation had happened. Awful Scarf boy was her partner, and she couldn’t change – unless… she shook the thought away. While mostly already dead, she didn’t want to die once more - contrary to belief.
”Right back at you Kitty. I just hope she won’t tear your ears off too early in the game. I’d hate to not allow you to hear the sound of my victory,”Amaya smiled and grabbed the back of the shirt of her now shell shocked partner and sat him down, still holding tightly onto his back.
She stood next to him, glaring at anyone who gave him a dirty look. While Amaya might loath being partners with him it doesn’t mean she won’t let her partner get ridiculed. From now on only she could do that.
The demoness leaned down toward his ear and whispered,”Get your act together, or you’re going to be the first one to die. They target the weak and right now you’re a fucking sheep.” with that Amaya let him go and raised her eyebrow over toward the Dog. ”Don’t stray too far from your master, you might get lost.”
Amaya knew she was being a tad bit cruel, but it wasn’t time for friendly get-togethers, this was the final ‘peaceful meeting’ they’d ever have with each other. It was now full on war, a war she was not going to lose.