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Inoue Shin

"What if this life right now...is a 'dream' as well?"

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a character in “The Perfect Race”, as played by TnevdaNai

Description

Name: Inoue Shin

Nickname: To Be Added

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Appearance: Shin has a lean,but muscularly fit figure and long,long black hair that reaches his shoulders.He usually wears his hair flowing,or in a ponytail,depending on what he wishes to do with it.He rarely shows facial expressions,but when he is met with a happy event,he will make a unnoticeably small smile.Under very,very,VERY embarrassing circumstances,he might blush.

Love Interest: To Be Added

Sense of Fashion: Despite not having many clothes,Shin has quite a great sense and wide range of fashion.He usually opts for fit clothing that displays his body build.His choice of pants are chosen to make sure that he can perform strenuous tasks(aka free-running) without ripping a hole in his pants.

Height: 5’10”

Weight: 59kg

Color: Hair Colour- Black /Eye Colour- Black/Skin Colour- Fair/Favourite Colour- Blue,Pink

Occupation: To Be Added

Likes:
-Walking around alone at night
-Sakura Blossoms
-The beach
-Free running
-Listening to music
-Coffee(Starbucks)

Dislikes:
-Failing something
-Company(As in,people)
-Crowded places
-Not being able to go out and ‘stretch’

Fears:
-Spiders
-Bees
-Being hugged
-Getting captured

Hobbies:
-Free running
-Swimming
-Technically all kinds of sports.
-Dancing(Hip hop)
-Reading

Catchphrases: “Not interested.”/“If you don’t have anything good to talk about,then don’t talk at all.”

Fake Life History: In Shin’s fake life,Shin was an orphan.However,he was taken in by the National Sports Team and travelled the world with them,as well as being trained at the same time.As a result,Shin became a great sportsmen and won countless medals.The National Sports Team had become his family that he had lacked.But to his dismay,it was merely a ‘dream’ when he woke up in the Shikenkan.And due to this,he fell into a great state of depression.He doesn’t bond with anyone anymore,afraid that this ‘life’ might be a ‘dream’ as well.Surprisingly,his fear of Spiders and Bees from his fake life is carried over to his life now.The fear of the insect and arachnid came from being stung once when he was climbing a tree,and when one of National Sports Team members went to the hospital due to spider venom.

Secret: Wishes to be able to open up to people.He’s a Ningen No Kami.

Severity of Faulty Emotions: Ever since realizing that his life up till now was fake and never real,he grew into a stage of depression.As a result,he became very silent and aloof,never willing to speak to anyone.He developed a cold shoulder that he uses everytime he meets someone new.One could say that he’s become completely devoid of emotions as he has lack of facial expressions.He is very antisocial.

Picture:
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Staring at Sakura Blossoms.
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Sample clothing,with Starbucks.
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New haircut. :3

So begins...

Inoue Shin's Story

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Shin felt someone gazing upon him and he looked over behind him to see that Aoi was awake and staring at him. He immediately stopped and nearly stumbled over the coffee table, but managed to use the momentum to flip over it and land on his back in front of Aoi. He tried his best to control his blush, but as with every blush, it got even redder. She just saw him dancing. Must've been weird...

"U-um...I was just..." he struggled for words,then... "Doing some warm up exercises! Yea, y'know...morning?" he gave Aoi a unconvincing smile. Damn...he was such a bad liar...

But the odd thing was, he didn't fall on top of the coffee table. It was almost as if his body was on auto pilot, avoiding the coffee table. Flawless accident. Could it be the fact that he was a Ningen no Kami and making mistakes was a no-no within his system? That would be pretty cool. He shrugged to himself while on the floor.

"Stand back." he warned Aoi, before performing a kip up, landing back on his feet. He stood up straight and stretched. "That felt good. "

He caught the glint on the floor in front of the door and went over to pick up two IDs...that were for him and Aoi. He walked back to Aoi, flipping the IDs back and forth, observing them with interest. They were made remarkably well...almost as if they were genuine. He handed Aoi's ID over to her and raised an eyebrow as he looked at her.

"Someone's good at forging IDs I guess...Think it's involved with Miki?" he asked, then he continued. "But nevermind that. She's full of surprises anyway...want to go grab breakfast or something?"

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[OOC: I was wondering...would you like me to address Shin as Inoue or just plain Shin?]
Ayano gasped and was about to lurch forward to some how catch the man, only for him to land in her path in an awkward yet comical way. She abruptly stopped, staring at him, processing what just happened. It all went so fast that it took her a moment.

"U-um...I was just..." he struggled for words,then... "Doing some warm up exercises! Yea, y'know...morning?

Ayano smiled amused at his attempt to lie, but she nods acting "convinced".

"Good morning" She replies softly.

And when he warned her, she automatically took a couple steps back to dodge his sudden kick up. "That felt good. "

Ayano smiles, "Good? I don't think that's the right word for someone who just fell on their back but then again...you're Shin." She replies, surprised at her own words. 'I just keep getting chatter and chatter...' She thought, as she took the ID from Shin.

She stares at the plastic...card with confusion. What the heck was this plastic card for? She wasn't supposed to put it in her mouth too was she? Ayano literally flinched at the idea and looked at the card with distaste. Searching through her well informed, artificial, intelligence, an answer appeared. ID: An Item/Card that states your identity, and other personal information like age or date of birth.

"Someone's good at forging IDs I guess...Think it's involved with Miki?" he asked, then he continued. "But nevermind that. She's full of surprises anyway...want to go grab breakfast or something?"
"hm..." She tucked the card into her pocket and nods agreeing with Shin.
"Alright, but where, I assume here they have some sort of.." She gave it a thought. "Currency?" Now that she thought about it...she took out a card from her pocket which held company information. 'I'm guessing you earn..money from working as well..'

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(OOC: Well,Shin is his name,Inoue is the 'family name'. In romanized for, Shin Inoue. So you can fall him Shin if you'd like, or if you're formal, Inoue. What about you?I've been using Aoi alot. Should I call her Aoi or Ayano?)

Shin raised an eyebrow at the card that Aoi took out and glanced at it. In response, he pulled out a similar card from his pocket.

"So that saleswoman asked you to model for their company or something? " he asked curiously, showing her his card, which was from the same company. He opened the door and held it out for Aoi.

(OOC: Do mind if it's a bit shorter than usual. I'm caught up in something. So I've been busy lately. But don't worry. :D )

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"School sounds fine...thought I don't really like it. Well...I never really enjoyed education at all. Depends. " he closed the door behind him and looked at the hallways before he looked at Ayano. "Maybe if you go, I might." He smiled at her when he heard anguished screams being repeated from the apartment of the two other Ningen No Kami,Crow and Ayumu. He raised at eyebrow at Ayano before walking over to the apartment door and knocked.

"Crow...Ayumu? It's Shin. What's wrong? Can we come in?"

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As time continued to flow by, the heartbroken "perfect" human did not notice, and as Crow moved her into the next room, she did not care. He had barely spoken, barely done anything at all. He had not asked why she cried, had not so much as attempted to assuage her grief, had not even asked what had happened. He had simply stood and watched, leaving her to cope with her sorrows alone. In every sense of that word, Ayumu existed. Hitori Nagato, Hitori Yuuka, and the real Hitori Ayumu... all of them were dead. All of the friends and family the real Ayumu had even known were long since departed, most of them probably buried and rotting in the earth even now. Even those like her did not attempt to establish a kinship with her, all of them too caught up in their own situations and in their own sadness to deal with the many griefs of others. Simply existing must have left all the Ningen no Kami exhausted, so how could they muster the strength to care about anyone else? But whether or not it was natural did not matter. The only thing that mattered now was the one truth that shone out above all others in that moment of grief, the realization that came to Ayumu as she lay broken and weeping.

Hitori Ayumu no longer existed. The only means by which her memories lived on was through the one who had stolen them, who had no right to grieve in the first place. After all, had she not killed the very beloved for whom she now wept? No, she had no right to any of those feelings, sadness and happiness alike. Those were someone else's, and not her own. She didn't even deserve to earn those feelings herself! Why else would she have been left all alone? It was pathetic, really. Her existence, as it was, was meaningless. But, she realized, she was far too afraid to die. She would have to live on in endless suffering. That was the only option left to her. What point was there in caring about things that were already fact? There was none. All that was left to do... was to keep on living. Even if she was not Ayumu, even if she couldn't care about anything at all without having it broken before her very eyes... she was herself, and that was the only thing that mattered.

And so she rose. Even under the crushing weight of all of her despair, even if she could not accept the reality in which she currently existed... that simple realization that she would have to live strengthened her more than any resolve could. Some people claimed they had cried until all their tears had been shed, and they simply couldn't cry anymore. Ayumu - the real one - had never believed in this, reasoning that they must have simply come to terms with themselves and stopped crying. But this was different. Even though her sadness still lingered, she simply found that she was not able to cry over it as she had before. Perhaps this was some contrivance of her mind to keep her from simply dying from her inner agonies, or perhaps she simply had no more tears to shed, but either way, the time for wallowing in self-pity was over. She didn't deserve even that much.

Wiping her eyes, she staggered to her feet. After a few moments of clearing her blurred vision, she walked slowly toward the door, as if she was struggling to simply put one foot in front of the other. In a way, she was. It was all she could do to distract herself from the dark eternity lingering inside her mind, to move with any purpose at all. Despite this, however, she continued to move, and slowly, unsteadily, she opened the door.

Her appearance as she wandered into the room was shocking, inhuman, even. There was something broken in those eerily calm eyes, in that blank, stoic expression which, like a dam, bottled up her sadness inside, as though she might simply burst at any moment. Despite this, however, she continued to stroll aimlessly forward, like a clockwork soldier which has been wound up and then simply forgotten, walking mindlessly down the path set before it simply because it does not know how to do anything else.

Purposelessly but resolutely, she made her way to the closet, and, taking out her work uniform, held it up as a means of explanation, having heard Karasu's earlier remark.

"Work. Taking night classes," she murmured simply. "Could I borrow some change to get a meal? Haven't eaten since we woke up." She walked blank-facedly past the two and into the bathroom, presumably to change into her uniform, shutting the door slowly behind her with an audible, ominous creak. "Leave it on the counter," she finished as the door closed between the two. Her voice, her composure, her general manner... all of these things were downright terrifying in how unnatural they seemed. Just a day before, she had been full of life, if resentful for her current circumstances. But now, even if she continued to move, even if her eyes were still open, even if she was still breathing, even if she was still technically alive, there was nothing there to animate her besides existence itself. She was like an empty shell, like a broken doll, like a puppet whose strings had been cut. She was still alive, but the will that had animated her was dead and gone, leaving only that blank, emotionless "existence" in her place.

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"School sounds fine...thought I don't really like it. Well...I never really enjoyed education at all. Depends. " he closed the door behind him and looked at the hallways before he looked at Ayano. "Maybe if you go, I might." He smiled at her when he heard anguished screams being repeated from the apartment of the two other Ningen No Kami,Crow and Ayumu. He raised at eyebrow at Ayano before walking over to the apartment door and knocked.

"Crow...Ayumu? It's Shin. What's wrong? Can we come in?"

Ayano blinks at his reply, and felt blood rush to her cheeks. "o-oh.." She stutters, peering away from his focus, but jumps in surprise when she hears a scream. 'wha-..?' She wonders following behind Shin, and watch as he simply knocked on the door.
"Crow...Ayumu? It's Shin. What's wrong? Can we come in?"
Not sure on what to say, she just hid behind his frame, peeking out as the door opened revealing a...happy crow? 'No..' Ayano focused onto his eyes, and noticed how abnormally wet they were. 'If I remember clearly those are tears..' Ayano frowns slightly, and eyes narrowed when Ayumu came to view. And Ayano didnt expect what she was about to see. This Ayumu seemed so...dead? Her eyes were blank, and held nothing... They looked almost broken.. Dispite this being a sad moment, she couldnt but help wonder. Has she ever looked like this before? Maybe when she was ripped away from "him"? Has she never imagined this emotion before? But she quickly ignored her curious thoughts, and continued to observe the girl, her eyes darting back and forth before the door shut her away for the three. Ayano couldnt help but feel...sad as well. Her eyes softened and felt slightly wet. Who knew people can affect others.. not her.

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Shin looked at the two Ningen no Kami. No matter what Crow had said...he was definitely crying. As for Ayumu...Shin's eyes narrowed at the familiar and unnaturally calm face as she walked off to the bathroom to change into her work clothes. It was all too familiar. Shin folded his hands across his chest and stared at Crow who said he was going for night classes, similar to Ayumu. He continued to stare at Crow as he collapsed on the couch and flicked the TV on, while pulling out the change and money from his pocket. He walked over, knelt down and took the money before pressing it back into Crow's hand.

"Keep that. We're tagging along." he told him, before glancing around at Ayano questioningly.

"The youngest should always be the one smiling the widest." he spoke out softly, his eyes mellowed sadly. A flashback from himself in his 'fake' life came to him. The youngest. Always smiling. When the pain came, he cried, but in the end, he always ended up smiling, knowing that there were people he could always go back to for comfort. This now was different. He knew what was going through Ayumu's head...roughly,of course. All of them were the same, weren't they? They had no one else to go back to now.

"...but that's what makes it all the more for us to look after each other..." Shin muttered to himself before standing up, dusting down the black leather jacket he had from yesterday. He felt his pants for the first time and pulled out dirty,crumpled dollar notes. He looked at it with disgust.

"God...that guy from the other day sure was poor as heck..." he tried to smooth out the wrinkled notes and was in the midst of pulling two stuck notes apart. "..."

"Right then...we'll be waiting by the door." he informed Crow as soon as he managed to pry the notes apart. He walked over to Ayano and showed her the dollar notes.

"As soon as we get rid of this, the better..." he said, wrinkling his nose.

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Ayano observed the notes and scowled. "Agreed.." She nods, not liking the feeling around them. It seems that a bad omen came upon them all or something of the sort. First the girl is broken, and now they have these notes. Who knows what might be happening to Miki? "But...Do you think... ayumu and crow will be alright?" Her question was completly blunt, yet had the tone of hesitance. She didnt want to sound so..obvious or dumb, so she asked quietly, looking at the taller man hopefully.
[Sorry for the awfully short post ^^;;;]

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"But...Do you think... ayumu and crow will be alright?"

Shin looked at Ayano, his eyes soft, but his facial structure unmoving. The scene he had just experienced had drawn something deep in him. Was it compassion, was it empathy for their pain, Shin had no idea. He reached over and placed a hand down on Ayano's shoulder before looking over at Crow, transitioning over to look at Ayumu. His brows started furrowing in the middle, giving him a frown.

"...We'll have to wait and see..." he said out of the corner of his mouth to Ayano, then he looked down, clenching his fist, the hand on Ayano's shoulder tightening slightly, careful not to hurt the ivory haired girl. In a soft, quiet voice, he muttered, " ...I'll try and see what I can do...Especially Ayumu...the youngest shouldn't have such a look on her face... "

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Character Portrait: Hitori Ayumu Character Portrait: Karasu 'Crow' Hōno Character Portrait: Ryori Miki Character Portrait: Inoue Shin Character Portrait: Ayano Aoi Character Portrait: Susumu Riku
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Oi. Shouldn't you just leave the two alone? It's none of your business anyways. Plus, the little gunner-boy is already suspicious of you! Miki's inner Ningen no Kami thoughts began colliding with her humane thoughts. As if it wasn't great enough that Riku was just flaking out. Oh well, he was probably just stopping by to say hi. Tch. As if. Knowing him, he was probably trying to separate from the group and trying to skip out on school. Hey idiotic Kiki! You hear me?! God, this Ningen no Kami voice or whatever is getting annoying.

"Yeah, loud and clearrr. And the name's Miki. You should know that, I thought you were supposed to be amazingly smart, am I correct, or am I really correct?" Miki spoke under her breath, with irritation and arrogance mixed in her tone of voice. The girl noticed the two, the European girl trudging as she shrugged off the other human, probably trying to show that she doesn't need help. Ha, she's probably one of those 'I'm perfectly fine, even if I'm a girl types.' The NoK voice scoffed.

"Ugh, can you please shut up, your voice annoys me, even though it's my own. Ah-ha, I'll call you Mei, coming from Meiwaku, because you're so annoying!" Miki clenched her jaws together. Oi! You can't just give someone as great as me such a stupid name, I should be called something like Kamiko! The superior child, that's what I am to you!

"Sure, you might be superior, but you're still a little child brat who doesn't know their place!" Miki retorted, and then stopped, realizing the stares she got from talking to herself. She scurried over to the two, slightly embarrassed, and patted the human boy's back as she passed by.

"I leave her to you, see ya!" she slipped away and dashed away. A sudden pain reminded her of what she had needed to take care of, and she ran into the nearest alley. She gasped as she slammed her back against the titanium wall and held the wound with both hands. A bead of sweat formed on her temple and slid down silently as she breathed in and out heavily in pain.

With one bloody hand, she shakily grasped the vial and spilled out a good amount of seisui on her wound, exhaling as it healed and disappeared from her waist. She pulled back the silky locks of golden hair that were hanging in her face, staining it with crimson redness. She stood up and brushed off her clothes, as if it actually mattered, her shirt had a huge blob of blood on it, and her shorts were pretty screwed up from the little fight earlier. She scuffled off, and then a hand surprised her, grabbing her shoulder.

"Hey, you seem like you want to have some fun don't y-" Miki smacked the hand away and then gave a threatening smile before clearing her throat.

"Sorry, did you mistake me for a girl? As you can see, I'm a boy, wearing the Seisei Hofuna male uniform. Sorry if I have a girly face!" she said in the best guy voice she could pull off. The human rubbed his eyes, confused, and then pointed at her chest.

"Then what about that pair of breasts you got there?!" he stuttered. Ha! What are you gonna say now, Miki?

"Oh, these? They're just to fool stupid idiots like you!" she replied brightly. Things just got better and better by the second, didn't it?

"Then if you're a guy, then it's okay to punch you- in the face!" he swung a punch to Miki's face, sending her against the wall. She grabbed her chain whip and jabbed him in the stomach with the handle.

"An eye for an eye, a tooth a tooth. Ever heard of that saying?" she punched him right back and then booked it before he could swing another punch. Her cheek began to swell as she dashed to the apartment, and she coughed some blood while she was at it. She stopped at the front door, and unreeled her chain.

"Screw doors, I'm going through the hard way!" she slung the chain around the balcony railing of her apartment, or at least she hoped it was, and then clicked the button that would rewind it back up, sending her flying up. The sakura-smelling air whipped her swelling face as she passed the seventh story, and she jumped onto the balcony, unfastening the chain. She flung the glass sliding for open, and collapsed into the floor below, finally noticing that she had lost the glasses earlier way before she even left the school. She hazily looked around the room and noticed that she was off by one room. She was in Aoi's and Shin's living room.

Good job, Miki. Good job.

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"Thank you.."

Shin was surprised when he felt Ayano give his hand a faint squeeze of reassurance and even more so when she thanked him. His eyes softened even further and he smiled at her. At the same time, a faint flush formed around his cheeks. He nodded to show he understood and that she didn't need to thank him.

"Alright...ready for work Ayumu? " he asked the young Ningen no Kami, walking over and placed a hand on her head, gently ruffling it.

It's going to be alright.

A message he tried to convey via just that small gesture he did. Shin glanced over at the Crow that was still on the couch before sticking out a hand.

"Up you get. "

...Shin was pretty sure he heard a thump somewhere nearby...somewhere... Shin looked up and his eyes started wandering around as if he was thinking. That somewhere...couldn't be his and Ayano's room...could it?

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"Up you get." Shin said, and Crow groaned in annoyance. Who the hell even made the couch so comfortable...? Crow took Shin's hand, even though he mostly pulled himself up anyway. He blinked and looked around suspiciously. He'd had this thought for a while, since he was on the couch anyway, but would those incredibly clever scientists who can create a perfect human being really lose track of them so quickly? It had been all to easy to get a home, IDs, jobs. He wasn't sure, but surely they were being tracked.

Of course, he said nothing. He just stared around the room, maybe checking for something he was sure wasn't there anyways. He'd have to find it later. He wouldn't tell the others. He'd caused a great deal of trouble with his big mouth the night before, even though he should have just shut up. Sighing, Crow ran his hand though his hair. "Let's go then." he said quietly to the three, almost a whisper. Things would be easier if he just stopped speaking or at least spoke as little as possible. Then, hopefully, he wouldn't say anything which would upset anyone. Crow nodded to himself in determination, swearing that when he spoke, it would only be to answer. The boy could easily render himself partially mute; he'd done it before. This was just a big game, after all. The Ningen no Kami would just have to use what he knew and carry on with life as it is. He just had to protect others now, like the small girl standing in the room. Crow didn't need to protect himself, since he didn't care what happened to him now. The boy just had to make sure Ayumu was okay.

Ah, I'm getting too tied down. he thought, staring blankly at the wall. He picked up his phone and stuffed it in his pocket. I'd better do what I said, protect Ayumu, before I feel like we get too close. He knew how his mind worked. If he got even remotely close to anyone, his mind would force him to break away and blank out all the emotions like they were dust. He had to be careful of himself.

(Yay~! I'm back~~~)

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The smell of paint was faint, almost not there, but it was in the room, that was for sure. She sluggishly stood up and trudged over to her room, pulling off her clothes as she went. Miki stared at the male's uniform that was all ruined and crumpled in her hands and threw on a long pastel orange hoodie. Orange was her favorite and most hated color. As Kaigai Miki, walking home was the worst part of the day, just with every step, she got closer to home, yet the color of the sunset slowly changed from a chrome orange and blossomed into a faint pink as twilight took over. Though the orange was bright and pretty as it blended into the azure blue sky, just by seeing that meant that she would have to return home and away from her friends. The girl stood there, gazing at her sleeve with far-away eyes, and then blinked before returning to reality. What, are you gonna cry now? I thought you were gonna be little Miss Sunshine, weren't you? But either way, you're just in this body so I can blend into society as a 'human.' Plus, I'm your real personality, give up on petty things like emotions and memory! Miki angrily turned the faucet of the sink and tossed the clothes in there, grabbing a bottle of detergent from the bag of household items purchased the night before and poured a good amount of detergent into there.

"Well, if I'm such an important asset to blending in, then you should treat me more importantly!" she scoffed as she violently washed the uniform. Ha, once I've learned everything about humanity and such, then you will be removed from this body and put into something like a dog..! Oh god, there's no scientists to do this... But I don't want to return to that place! That's why I awoke you so early! Miki's hand involuntarily flew up to her forehand.

"Hey! Don't start controlling my body for no reason!" she wiped the suds off of her forehead, only to have her hand fly back up to it again. You know.. Eventually if you aren't removed, we will become one... Miki dropped the towel in her hand into the sudsy sink and stared at what looks like a chibi version of her male self.

"Wait, what?! I'm just gonna guess that little thing is you, Mai, but first, that sounds so wrong in so many ways, and second, I don't wanna!" Miki grabbed the tiny body and shook it in her sudsy hands. O-Oi! Let go of me! I just created a hallucination for an avatar! Well, it can't be helped, the other Ningen no Kami have already merged with their human selves probably, and it will happen eventually, I am just an emotionless existence who has a programmed personality and tons of intelligence.

"So are you female or male? Your voice is mine, yet you look like me, as Takashi..." Miki absorbed in the information slowly and nodded, releasing Mai. Mai settled into a cup, hiding herself/himself and then continued. I don't have a gender, so then I can avoid feelings like love. Anyways, you don't need school! Just quit it altogether. Miki wrung out the clothing and hung them on a towel rack to dry. So was this whole effort to be free pointless? Knowing how most novels like this went, they had some kind of tracking device, did they not? She sat down on the couch and ate a few macaroons before the videophone rang. She picked it up and swallowed the macaroon.

"Hwello?"
"Good evening, there are s-some people here for you- EEK!"
"What?! Hello?! Miss?! What's going on?!" Miki watched the screen as the woman fell, blood splattering across the wall and the sounds of many people stampeding into the elevator. Miki dropped the device, letting it clatter to the floor, and hurried into Crow and Ayumu's condo, opening the door with a sudden slam.

"Guys! We need to leave! NOW!" she froze as violent knocking rung throughout the rooms, followed by the sound of an explosion.

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Ayumu quickly gave directions to use the teleportation device that was in a nearby room, which didn't exactly seem to safe, but it was the only thing to try besides to free-fall off of the tenth floor. The duo-personality Ningen no Kami was the first to run, except she took a detour. She quickly ran up to the large window in the hall and slammed her thin body against it at full power, only to be flung back and get a bruised shoulder. She slowly stood up and rubbed her shoulder, surprisingly not feeling as much pain as she thought she would. ITAIIIIII! Miki you idiot! Why'd you do that?! That hurt like hell! Mai screamed in her head.

"Eh? What?" Don't 'Eh? What?' me! The reason why you don't feel so much pain is because I take on 65% of it!

"Ah, I see, so now this makes it a lot more fun." Miki grinned, recklessly roundhouse kicking a suited bodyguard-looking man, her ankle throbbing in pain. OWW! Stop that! Otherwise I'll take over and you'll get the pain instead! She stopped and felt the fuzzy feeling take over again, and then quickly dashed back into the room, securely locking the doors, and deflecting the fuzziness. W-What?! How dare you block me off!

"Oh, shut up~" Miki muttered under her breath, grinning in victory. She turned around, still deviously smiling and looked around. She grabbed a stray uninstalled pipe and held it in battle position confidently, as if she were about to go in battle, but who cares, this is close enough to a battle, right?

"Guys, the windows are all plexi-glass and they don't open, so we're gonna have to jump from here. We need two people to create a long rope from whatever we have, curtains, sheets, whatever, and two others are going to fend them off with me. Ugh, where's Riku-kun when we need him? So, who's gonna fight with me?" she smirked, hoping that her weapons were untouched. Then she finally remembered something. Kumo and Shiro. She ripped off the curtains and tossed them onto the couch.

"Ayumu! You look ready to fight, are you not?" she smirked at Ayumu, pointing the pipe at Ayumu's weapon. Miki headed to the door, which had a lot of people gathered there and smashing at it, and paused as she held the doorknob.

"I'll be going out first." Miki quickly opened the door, sweeping the pipe along their legs and shutting it immediately.

"Quick! At least one is good enough!" A cold sweat rolled down her temple as she counted how many goons there were, and then scoffed,

"Ten against one? Now isn't that a bit low of you?" She jumped up, grabbing one of the ceiling mounted bikes and swung on it, knocking out two men. She twitched at the sound of a yelp and jumped off, flashing her plaid underwear and hopping on their heads as she ran into her and Riku's bedroom, flinging open the closet doors and grabbing Kumo. Get the cat, otherwise that Riku-character will kill you!

"What do you think I'm doing?!" Miki hissed as she stuffed her two weapons into her pocket and then ripped off all of the sheets of the beds and the curtains. The whole situation had seemed like it was right from an action novel of course, except futuristic and real. She cringed at the pain in her shoulder as she ripped off the sheets of the other bed. The girl dumped the pile onto the floor and placed Kumo inside, hiding him in the bundle. She sighed and lifted the load with her good shoulder, then quickly switched it, knowing that she'll need her good side for fending off goons.

"You can take over, Mai. Just make sure to keep Kumo safe and to get Shiro! Shiro is probably in the bathroom!" Got it! Finally, I think if we can have a nice compromise once in a whil-

"Just get on with it!" Fine! The fuzzy feeling quickly took over her body, and before she knew it, she only could watch as her body moved on it's own.

"Ah, it feels nice to move around once in a while. Now, let's get moving." Mai grinned. Now that I think of it, Mai, when you speak with my body, my voice sounds deeper, are you sure you're not a boy?

"Like I said before, I have no specific gender." she said as she kicked the door open. Ouch! My shoulder and ankle!

"Hah, you see how I feel?" she quickly reequipped her chain whip and shoved about 3 goons off, dashing into the bathroom and then looking around for the cat. She noticed a white blob in the shower and threw it open, grabbing Shiro and stuffing him into the sheets, switching him out with Kumo and placing Kumo into her hoodie securely, using her bra as a harness.

"Eat this, you *ssholes!" she charged, holding out the pole in front of her and plowing through a few more men. She opened the door and threw in the blankets and Kumo, Shiro jumping out crankily and hissing at her.

"Sorry Shiro!" Miki took over briefly, of course a price had to be paid, and someone had grabbed her hood. She shut the door and was lifted off the ground. She flailed around, and then stopped.

"Alright, I give up!" she held her hands up with a defeated look.

"Not." she smirked, kicking the one holding her hostage in the ribs. One of the men took out a pocket knife, shining it in the light.

"Ahhh! My worst fear, shiny blades! Just kidding." Mai knocked the blade out of his hand and grabbed it, then headlocking the nearest person. She lifted the knife, then stopped. NO! Mai you can't kill anyone! Please!

"Then how shall I get through with this? Hm?" In that moment, she was grabbed and had her arms and legs tied with rope, and her mouth stuffed with a wad of towel. She coughed and flailed around on the ground. She pushed the towel out and then bit down on one of their arms as they lifted her. She spit at one of their faces with blood dripping from her mouth and then was cut in the torso once again. She staggered and coughed out more blood, removing the knife and then running away, hastily applying seisui, but didn't completely cover it. Mai..! IT HURTS YOU IDIOT! Miki took back over and snapped, climbing onto the counter and whacking their heads with the pole.

"Haha, it's Whack-A-Goon!" she grinned, waiting nervously for someone to show up.

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(Awesome, I've been busy in a while, my new school's been pretty mean to me. First day, and 200 pages within 2 hours. Not fun. But, still making time for the RP. )

"Guys! We need to leave! NOW!"

The explosion was sudden, but something that didn't affect Shin. Instead, it assisted Shin. The explosion reminded him of the starting bullet during a run, increasing his adrenaline via the fake information delivered by his senses. Shin had opted to grip Ayano's hand tightly, but decided against it, after hearing footsteps coming closer.

'Run!' was the only thing he could think of, he didn't even have time to yell it to her. He felt several batons and tonfas crush into his back as he blocked the hallway with his own body. Everyone had the chance to get away now. He struggled against the entire group of black suited men behind him, who were pushing to get past him. He felt the batons, tonfas and even knifes being beaten and sliced against every inch of his body they could reach. Shin took deep breathes to steady himself, gradually gaining the upperhand in the power struggle. He stared at the others.

"Go dammit! What are you guys staying here for?! Leave the top to me AND GO DOWN! " he yelled, face haggard from the pain, but his eyes glinting with vigor from who knows where it came from. "Don't you DARE stay! "

He felt a deep stabbing sensation and it took him several seconds to register what had happened. He glanced down at his abdomen and his eyes widened with shock. Someone had managed to bury a katana straight through his abdomen. Soon later, the pain descended upon him and he nearly relinquished his duty of blocking the hallway. Shin was the very image of a man pushed past the limits of exhaustion. Sweating heavily, bleeding profusely, several bones looked like they were bending the wrong way, hazy eyes that looked like they were about to close at any second. Despite this, he still continued his duty as the Ningen no Kami's 'meatshield', taking blow after blow, hit after hit, slash after slash. It wasn't long until a pool of his own blood formed beneath him.

"What the hell does it take to kill this guy!? " he heard one of the men say.

"IDIOT! We're not supposed to kill him, we're supposed to subdue them all and bring 'em back. " he heard another yell at the idiot.

"Oh...But he's not showing any signs of letting up! " came another reply. He felt a whack on the back of his head. Shin could swear he must've cracked his skull right then and there. His vision started becoming hazy... He also felt himself grow limp and felt a hand pull on his long, black hair, now untidy and uneven after receiving those special 'haircuts' from the bladed weapons. He then heard a man breathing into his ear.

"Listen. We're going to pick you all off one by one. Then bring you all back. There's still alot of things that you all have not been subjected to. Now you give up and come back to where you came from, monster. " he could hear the man whisper to him.

What Shin heard enraged him. He reached back and caught of the man's hand, gripping tightly until he heard a delightful, resounding snap and the pained howls. He wasn't feeling tired or hazy anymore. In fact... he didn't feel the pain. He turned back to face what seemed to be almost 8 to 10 men. He smiled at them wryly before flashing an insane looking grin, augmented by the pool of crimson liquid beneath him as well as the blood splattered all over his face. He licked a spot near his lips, tasting the rusty, red water.

"...Come at me- " before he finished, he was rudely interrupted by the men bringing their baton and tonfa down upon Shin's head. Several whacks echoed throughout the entire hallway, and mercy forbid, possibly even heard by several floors above and below them. Blood splattered to the ground, but a very,very,VERY much alive looking Shin stood there, staring at them.

"Allow me to finish... " he narrowed his eyes and pulled on of the men into a hug. At first the man was surprised, until he realized the pain. Shin had pulled him into a hug so that the katana would penetrate the man's abdomen as well. He smiled at the man's pained face and pushed him back to the others.

"I'll show you monster. " he finished, before bringing a boot down upon the nearest man's chest. He could bring them to their deaths. All of these guys. That was the least he could do to vent of some of his frustration...ok, maybe more than just 'some'. Although Shin had come to accept the terms of his predicament, he was still looking out for the rest. And to a larger extent, the youngest of them, Ayumu. He knew the pain she felt, but maybe not as much as she did. And that pain was caused...He punched a man in the face.

"..by you guys. " he completed his thoughts by saying them out loud. He wall jumped above the entire group and landed in front of the elevator, pressing on the button. "Catch me... I dare you to. "

Accepting the challenge, about 4 of the men came forward charging at him. At the exact same moment, the elevator doors slide open and Shin slipped inside with the ease of a monkey. As the men came in, again, he slipped out, gliding through, using his hands to hold onto the frame of the elevator and using the heads of the men as a stepping to to get out. Once out, he side-stepped and tripped a charging man, delivered a textbook elbow strike to another charging man's temple, a blow which sent the man collapsing underneath the force of the blow and his own acceleration, skidding past Shin and eventually coming to a halt, complete still. There was no doubt the man was dead.

Shin was caught in a deadlock with one of the men near their room's door. Eventually Shin won the fist-fight and grabbed hold of the man's head before smashing it against the door frame. As a double tap, Shin slammed the door shut right where the man's head was. He ran further back into the room and grabbed the paint supplies that Ayano won and used the cans as a weapon to fight. He knocked another man into the group in the elevator, totaling 5 men in the elevator. He ripped open the lids of the cans, displaying the paint. He smiled at them sadistically before splashing the paint on them. The men covered their heads in surprise as the rainbow mixture splashed onto them. They stared at themselves, looking like multi-colored canaries, gawking and yelling amongst each other.

"Now now...you guys should get along...after all, you guys still have to roast together in the fires of Hell. " he told them, taking a matchbox near the counter top and struck a match, the fire suddenly looked rather malicious. "You know...some of the paint there are oil paints..." (*)

As a response, the 5 men began to run for the exit, but the paint on the ground made them slip, causing everyone of them to get tangled up in a bright, colorful mess. Shin laughed at them, holding the lighted match stick and stared at it with interest.

"I'm not an artist...but I wonder if lighting colors would produce colorful flames? " he looked over at the men with crazed eyes and a smile that spelled 'insane' right away. "Do you guys want to help me test it out?"

Despite the multitudes of heads shaking and the list of pleas coming from within the elevator, Shin walked closer and closer while giggling wildly. Once he was within throwing range, he gave the halfway burnt matchstick another interesting look.

"Hee~Bye~ " he said happily, tossing the matchstick into the elevator just as the elevator doors shut. Shin closed his eyes as he listened to the screams of agony coming from within the elevator. Before long, the fire alarm began to ring. Shin merely chuckled to himself as the sprinklers went off, the water soaking his clothes as well as his wounds. He felt a bullet fly past him, missing him by an inch, he turned his head slowly to the side to peer at his assailant. He smiled without any humor and hobbled towards the man slowly. The man fired off several rounds, each hitting Shin. During the beginning, Shin had completely numbed his pain, but now that his adrenaline and anger had receded, the pain was beginning to return, and with each bullet that found it's mark, the pain became stronger and stronger.

When the man had seemingly emptied his magazine and was quickly pulling a fresh one out, Shin charged for the man and punched him. The pain and fatigue had made his significantly weaker. But he was far from useless and dealt severely punishing blows to the man. However, the man managed to reload his gun and the click made Shin pause.

"Well now. Even monsters fall before bullets. Don't you think? " the man asked him, before emptying half the entire magazine into Shin's abdomen. Shin staggered backwards and collapsed, swimming in another pool of his own blood. He glanced around, the teleporter was just ahead of him... If he could just make it... He began to crawl towards the teleporter. But the man wasn't going to make it easy for him, and it was already difficult enough with the katana getting in the way, being buried into his abdomen. He fired at both of Shin's legs and fired at Shin's hands whenever Shin used them to pull himself forward. It hurt, but Shin took deep, hard breaths whenever he was shot and continued, but each breath was taken with more difficulty compared to the last and the pain could be heard through his raspy breaths. Finally, he managed to pull almost half of his body into the teleporter.

"I was enjoying seeing you crawl like the monster you were, but I guess the fun ends here. I can't let you run, but I can take you out if I have no choice. " the man raised his gun and aimed for Shin's head. In one last burst of energy, he pulled his entire body into the teleporter, just at the same time the man fired the last round. Shin felt himself go unconscious, or maybe it was just the teleporter's doings...

But the next thing he knew, Shin was clutching his neck, stemming the flow of blood that seemed like it was coming from a tap.

"I can use the Seisui...Where is it... " he used his other bullet-holed hand to search around his neck for the chain. Then the realization struck him.

'The only reason I'm alive from a shot like that...was because the chain of the vial blocked off most of the damage...then that means...' he thought, a sense of dread starting to come over him.

Indeed...this meant that the vial of Shin's seisui was still several floors above him...and he was bleeding from all his wounds, had several knifed embedded on his back, a katana sticking out of his abdomen, bleeding all over his head from all the baton and tonfa hits he took directly to the head, his feet rendered useless after being shot by bullets and his hands deformed with several bullet holes.

"...worth it..." he muttered softly to himself, letting his neck go, allowing the blood to flow freely. There wasn't any chance for him to live now. The adrenaline had taken him this far, but once it goes away... He could already feel his body starting to feel cold...

"...w-worth it...worth it...for them...for the others who suffered like me...worth it..." he kept repeating over and over, a smile on his face and he began to close his eyes, ready to accept his fate.

(*) - Regarding the oil paint...I'm not really sure if it's actually combustible. :P But it makes for something interesting I guess. I mean. It is 2073, why not? xD

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It wasn't long before everyone was up and out, of course with a few problems, but taken care of with little difficulty. Well who am I kidding, a hell lot of difficulty. Ayumu is pretty much K.O.ed until Crow heals her with the remaining strength he has, unless, of course, he had passed out too, but knowing how stubborn and strong the Ningen no Kami are, he'll make it out with ease. Then Shin... Luckily he escaped too, but hopefully Ayano Aoi, the rather secluded one, can help him, after all, they probably warmed up to each other after living together for about half a day. Wait. Aoi! Miki swiveled around, staring at the silent girl fight off an incoming goon, if she wasn't there to defend Miki, then she'd be a goner. Miki stared hopelessly at Aoi, fighting the large group of endless goons, as she fought off goons herself, just getting grazed by a bullet. She grabbed her right calf in pain and ignored the screams of pain that Mai let out.

"Aoi-chan! Move!" Miki tackled Aoi, pushing her into the teleporter and then once it was done, she smashed it since they would just follow her if she had gone in too.

"That girl..! She must have a death wish.. Haha, seems like you're the cheesy loser hero who sacrifices themselves in the end!" one of them cackled. Miki grinned, flashing an attractive smile despite her bloody, beaten face, and then roundhouse-kicked a goon, snatching his gun in the process.

"Sacrifice? As if. I barely even know them! Why would the great Miki-sama have to sacrifice herself? Hm?!" she smiled, her mind was pretty screwed up at the moment, forgive her for now at least. All the pain in her body magically disappeared, but was still there physically, maybe it's a Ningen no Kami ability, or was it simply just the effects of going literally insane? She stole another gun, this time she simply stabbed the guy in the head with a dagger and stole it. Miki studied the two weapons, a fully-loaded piston and what seemed to be a futuristically tweaked piston, only that it was loaded with bullet-shaped darts with a target-locking function. The girl, too curious, shot an incoming goon, the result being that his body froze and dropped within impact, yet he remained breathing. A fellow teammate shouted and grabbed the man, also falling into the same state within contact. Miki grinned evilly, a bit too evilly, now she seemed like the villain, but who knows, maybe the Ningen no Kami are villains after all. Within seconds, everyone was down, either dead, or unconscious.

"If they had weapons this powerful, why not use it in the first place..? Unless...!" she stopped, running over to the man whom she initially stole the gun from, and looked through his clothes, comparing it to a few others. Miki! Y-You need to run.. I can't take the pain anymore...! I can explain who that man is later, just RUN! The girl returned to normal, all the pain rushed back into her body, making the girl fall of her knees.

"No... My job isn't done yet.." Miki trudged into the condo, scooping up Shiro and Kumo, and then coughed, staining the pure white blanket with her foul, inhuman blood. She stared it at for a second, and then looked away, running away from the truth, like from the start. She held the warm, white cat in her arms and ran her sore hand across it's soft, silky, white fur, collecting some fur in the process. She leaned against the window, staring into the gloomy late-morning sky with a look of longing in her face, that longing was for this nightmare to end, for this distorted opposite personality of hers to die away and for to return to the meek Kaigai Miki, but for some reason, it's as if she completely changed to a different person. She took her calloused cat-fur covered hand and dug around in her pastel orange torn and bloodied hoodie pocket, petting Kumo as if nothing was wrong. Shiro, was Riku's cat, and it was best to not let it ran around so freely. She silently snuck into her bedroom, randomly selecting pieces of clothing, and looked for a bag to stuff them in. Miki grabbed a fairly small, yet big enough dirt-colored knapsack and then put Shiro in there, since he was probably larger, then put Kumo in the smaller outer compartment, only to have him bark in the small cramped darkness while Shiro sat there, as chill as a cucumber. As soon as Miki heard the groan of a goons outside, she immediately silenced the puppy and put him in her pocket, where he lounged, content and happy. She then put the clothing around Shiro and slipped the knapsack around her shoulders, being extra careful of her bruised and swollen one.

Miki silently slipped by each person with trembling steps, and then sighed as she was just about finished with crossing the sea of dead/unconscious drenched bodies, of course because of Shin's violent act of destroying the elevator and all living organisms within. Agh...! Xin lỗi, Miki...! (Sorry, Miki...!) All of a sudden, a horrible feeling overcame her body, it felt like she was being eaten whole, and then she fell to the floor in the pile of goons, and silently clenched her throat, breathing heavily and laying on her side.

"M-Mai..! Nani wa kore..?! (What is this..?!)" she hoarsely let out. Suddenly, she felt her body, her mind, changing. Images flashed through her head in a flurry of pain, and her eyes became blank, empty, lifeless. She stood up shakily and then robbed all of the goons of their guns, then stuffing them in another empty compartment. I am... Miki. If we are separate, we are incomplete, and once together, we become who we are supposed to be, a man-made human who carries the memories, emotions, and personality of another person. But why do I feel so indifferent? Why am I not being like Kaigai Miki, the meek, scorned one? I wonder... But maybe it's our hidden personality, finally free from it's mask? I still can't believe that I am supposed to be Kaigai Miki... But now I'm Ryori Miki, and Mai is also me... Miki thought to herself for once, without Mai to block her off, and searched for a staircase.

"Nowhere to be found.. Agh, stupid futuristic buildings..! Ack!" she lurched over, holding her stomach as it splurted blood, and then grabbed her seisui, finally remembering Shin's seisui. She held in the open wound, dashing into the room and grabbing the blue and pink-speckled vial, then opened the balcony door. She looked down at the ground, ten stories down. She applied some seisui to the wound roughly, covering up most of it, and then rubbing some on her face, fixing her appearance at least. She slipped on some pastel blue shorts, since that was the only pair of comfortable shorts that was in the bag, and then brushed off the cat fur on it, then applying some more seisui to her shoulder, at least making it more bearable so she can lift her arm without screaming in pain. She hopped over the rail of the balcony and carefully slipped down to the next floor beneath, and put on some gloves, just to have the complete look, even though she was wearing a long pastel orange hoodie, and pastel blue shorts underneath, all thats left is a light-up beanie and she has the complete look of an ultra flashy hipster.

Miki took out her dagger, placing it gently on the lock, then smashing it down with powerful inhuman brute force. Alarms went off, no one was at home luckily, if they were, she would have to force them to take a mouthful of her memory-erasing concoction, which was surprisingly still with her, just that it was caught in the chain whip. She watched as all the ways out were closed by platinum walls.

"Now this is a sure-fire challenge... I feel so much more powerful.. Is this the true power of the Ningen no Kami that I have received last..? Seems legit. That's probably why I couldn't fight as well as Riku!" She shouted as she sliced the platinum wall open with her whip in blade mode. She grinned and ran out, and entered the teleporter. In a flash of odd and not-so-refreshing telportation, she was at the planned meeting place, with Crow and Ayumu pretty much knocked out, and then she looked down.

"Shin!" she carefully sat down, careful for Kumo in her pocket, and took out Shin's vial, popping it open and putting a few drops in his mouth, pinching his nose to make sure he swallows. Miki then closed the vial, placing it in his bloody, drenched palm, and hurried to Ayumu and Crow.

"Ahh, what am I, the first aid?" she continued the same process with the two, in hopes that they would react soon, though it was quite hard to find each of their vials, since it's kind of scary to go searching in someone you know's clothes, especially when they're pretty banged up. She then began to work on getting the plexi-glass windows to open, then within at least ten minutes or so, she had a well-cut circle, big enough to fit each of them through, since Miki could almost walk through it standing. She sat down, exhausted, and stared at sky through the hole with a rather sad expression, yet slightly relieved.

"Why must humans want everything they don't have...?"

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Shin's cold, gradually dying body started to feel warm and he felt that someone had pinched his nose a few moments ago. He felt like he'd got ran over by a truck several times, but better than before. He clenched what he though to be his completely deformed hands, but they felt fine. And on one hand, he was holding onto a vial of seisui.

He kept his eyes closed and he grinned. He pretty much figured out what happened as he heard Miki's voice talking about how she was a first-aid. She managed to pick up his seisui vial. Lucky little girl, that one. And lucky him as well.

Everything was so much better...save for the fact that he was still lying in a muck of his own blood.

(OOC: Just making a short one...to show that I'm still around. :))

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Even though the girl could barely make out what Crow was saying- since prior, there were sound eardrum blasting sounds of platinum tearing and gunfire, she could at least make out the 'Thank you.' he had said. Miki continued to stare out the window and grinned.

"You're very welcome." she picked up some debris from above and tossed it out the window, and then slid down to the floor, burying her head in a flurry of her bright hair. The poor damn girl went from bullied loser to some unknown endangered hunted species, how wonderful, not only that, but Miki bet that since everyone had pretty high horses, they probably didn't get bullied, or at least had confidence. Miki noticed Shin waking up, and then looked around for Ayano. I wonder where she is.. Now, right now, maybe everyone has headaches and sore bodies, but Miki felt like a total pile of sh*t. Her mind was all messed up, her body is all messed up, possibly a broken bone or two, who knows, and honestly, she is still confused about the whole Ningen no Kami blah blah stuff.

I wonder what was with the whole Mai thing... Wait.

"Wasn't that just split personality?" she blurted out, and then clasped her hands over her mouth. She slowly looked around and grinned weakly.

"Ignore what I said, please." she stood up and briskly crossed over to a bathroom, and grabbed a vase, emptying the flowers on the floor, and filled it up with ice water. She set down the clear vase, which had intricate, complicated designs carved on it, and then dumped it on herself, soaking her pastel orange hoodie completely.

"Wake up! If I don't get my f*cking act together, I'll be dead, or even worse, tortured, in no time!" Miki then refilled the vase, lugged it over back to the group, and dumped the water on Ayumu. Sorry, but we have got to go.

"Wake up, I bet they have even more people coming for us." Miki went back into the bathroom to refill the vase, and suddenly heard approaching steps, quickly approaching steps. She grabbed the vase, and splashed the water on whomever it was, she honestly didn't know, until the person rammed into her, flustered and frightened. Guess who? Aoi.

"Aoi! Your timing is perfect. Now heal your own *ss and let's go. I bet they're sending more people." Miki grabbed Aoi's hand, and hurried back to the group once again.

"Okay, everyone's here? Well, except Riku, but everyone's decent, at least?" Miki asked. She then let go of Aoi's hand and walked out the front door.

"I'll be leaving first, and if anyone asks, we're shooting for a movie. Meet at the Central Park, at noon. It's like, 10, so you guys have two hours, and I think it's best to stay together." she threw the hood over her head and dashed off, she didn't know exactly where, but it was headed to the city, that's it.

Moments later, she was slightly sweaty and her wounds began to reopen. She held her stomach as it bled and noticed a slightly familiar figure. It's that human.. Yuuka, I think. Miki walked over to him, with heavy steps, and grabbed his shoulder, using it slightly for support. Gee, perfect timing for the pain to come back. She grinned the best she could and tried to hide her wounds.

"Yo. How's the foreigner?" she asked, releasing her shoulder, stumbling slightly at first like a drunkard, and then stood up straight. She grinned and felt Kumo kick her stomach, and she coughed, but quickly covered it with her sleeve, and then folded it, hoping he wouldn't see. She opened a small hole in her knapsack by stretching her probably broken shoulder around, with a slightly pained expression, to make it a little more comfortable for the cat, and then dug around in her pocket for spare cash. Miki fished out a couple twenties and then pointed to a cafe which looked slightly shady, yet fancy.

"My treat."

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Shin finally got back on his feet, after several times of stumbling like a weak lady and slipping on the large crimson puddle beneath him. The ordeal was already putting some strains on Shin's body... as well as completely caked him in blood.

'Clothes...' he thought, sniffing himself, only to meet the metallic scent of blood. But explaining would have to do for why he was covered in blood... He slipped and slid his way towards a 'Personnel Only' door and flung it wide open. Movies came in handy didn't they? He ripped off his bloody clothes quickly, using it to wipe off most of the blood and grabbed a nice looking suit before putting it on. Fishing about his old clothes for the stolen wallet, he slipped it into his new pants. He looked at himself in the reflective glass and his hair was all over the place, looked terrible, and it almost seemed like some mice bit off chunks of his hair. He must've been in quite a fight, although he could hardly remember most of it.

Walking out, and carefully trying not to stain his new clothes, he launched a kick straight towards one of the goons that was waking up, knocking him out cold yet again before continuing on his way out of the building.

Even with his messed up hair, Shin was still drawing many stares, whether it was because of some of the blood stains on his face that he didn't manage to remove, or his hair, or the way he looked so...regal in his new found clothes. The black leather jacket he had before made him look good, but now! Now a suit was making him look even better! He had to fix his hair... it was tangled, uneven and if it could be put in a single word= Strangled. Yes. That would be appropriate. His hair looked as if it was 'strangled'. Then he remembered. He looked around in the wallet and found the card he had gotten from the lady in the shop. He took it out and approached one of the passersby, showing the card to the person.

Shin opened his mouth to speak... but not a single sound came out from his mouth. He blinked in surprise and tried again. Still no sound. He strained, but did not even hear his voice. He slowly placed a quivering hand onto his throat and massaged it. Eventually, he realized a trickling sensation inside his throat and tasted blood. What the heck happened to him?! Did he somehow destroy his larynx? Nonetheless, he shrugged it off quickly and pointed at his throat to his mouth and shook his hands, to show that he couldn't speak, before pointing at the card.

"...Are you looking for this company? " the man asked cautiously. Shin nodded. The man nodded back slowly as if to say 'oh' and pointed far ahead. Shin nodded, turned, the hem of the back of his suit flapping with the momentum and walked towards the location indicated. He could hear many of the girls admiring his good looks and what not.

"Wow... he's so good-looking!"
"A dashing prince in a white suit..."
"Is he a model? I've never seen him before."
"He is SUCH a beautiful man!"

Sure enough, all the noise had already induced a small vein to pop on Shin's forehead...

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Ayano awoke with the splash of cold water. Her eyes snapped open, and her voice almost let out a yelp, but her will stopped her. Taking her time to sit up, she groaned quietly at every knot in her back, and every sting of a cut. Not sure on what to do, she remained there, sitting in the middle of a bloody room, her mind dazed and unfocused.
'The vial..' She remembered, slipping out a vase, she stared at the silver liquid with curiosity. Sipping the liquid, Ayano watched in awe as her wounds sealed away. Though the blood remained. 'If anyone asks, say we're shooting a movie..' Ayano remembered Miki say, and admired her for her clever excuse. "We have the looks for one.." She muttered to herself, jumping to her feet and leaving the building. But she quickly regretted it, as people begin to murmur about her appearance.

"Is this a movie shoot?"
"I think thats real blood.."
"Shes beautiful! you think she's an actress?"

An icy glare shut them all up, as she passed with much grace and refinement a girl can only wish for. Though it was all an act, and her posture weakened. Her clothes were tattered and her body was covered in blood and grime. Not a pleasant feeling. Nor a pleasant look. This all brought her down, but Ayano's expression remained neutral. She had to find someone, and she feared of the possibilities of not having one ally.
The gruesome fate laid in her head, as images of the goons and scientist test on her body like it was merely an animals. Something she wasn't looking forward too. "Someone..." She whispered tiredly, peering around for any sight of anyone. Familiar black hair.

Her golden eyes widen, and she quickened her steps, noticing the familiar posture of Shin, her roommate, and supposedly friend. "S-Shin..!" Ayano whispered, her voice straining to come out, but it came out nevertheless. Bumping into the many girls, she ignored the growls and glares and continued forward. 'Maybe he knows where the other were.." But to the looks of it, he wasent with the others, and he didnt seem in any better state then her. 'Where is he going..?' Ayano's eyes sharpened in an observing state, and she scanned his person, looking for any clue. Or any wound in peculiar that would catch her eye.

That card was easy to catch, and she noticed the company's name. It was the same as hers, the one she got from the lady. How lucky was she. Ayano questioned, and almost made it through, until someone elbowed her near the stomach. Make it an accident or on purpose, she gasped in sudden pain and shock. Backing off, she looked up, and saw no suspects. Just a bunch of hording groups of people. Biting her lower lips, she pressed her hand against the pain, and watched her eye sight going blurry. Tears. She remembered clearly of what they were, and hissed at the sight. 'Stop..' She thought, blinking away the droplets of weakness. Ayano believed of no weakness now, she must not show any fear or anything that can be used against her. So pushing through once more, she called out a bit more loudly, hoping to catch his attention.