She glared at him again. "Of course I'm mad." Kisha snapped. She hadn't noticed the physical contact yet again. Your a fucking idiot. I'm a fucking idiot. Why am I even bothering? Damnit, why does he have to be so, so... "I hate being lied but if you don't want to talk to me then bloody say so. Just forget it. I'm going." Amazing. With that she turned on her heal, black hair fanning out because of how fast she went. She started stalking back the way they came, anger seeming to shimmer around her.

He blinked, raising an eyebrow before smirking. "You think I'm amazing?" he asked, not being able to resist. He stood up calmly before he started to head back after her. He'd never seen her so angry, come to think about it. "What part do you think I lied about?" he asked.

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Stop touching me!!! xD

Kisha whirled on him. Shit, he heard my what I was thinking. Not that she was at a point to really process that thought and care at the moment. She slammed him against the wall, one arm across his chest, holding him crushingly there and the other propping herself on the wall. Her fangs had grown back in, as had her nails, eyes blacker than the night shadows. The nails dug into the wall. Her accent came in thick and strong, hissing. "Don't. Just don't. There's something you aren't telling me, something that makes you stay here. I am not stupid Damien Grey." She shoved off of him. Tears started to threaten her but she refused to cry, thus the water only caused her eyes to glittered in what light there was, adding to the dark gaze.

His eyes widened just a tab as he grunted from being pushed against the wall. She was a bit stronger than he expected. And mad was a total understatement for what she was. Is it bad if I'm a tab bit scared of her? he asked himself. Listening to her words, he almost frowned. He had told her the truth, for the most part. Sure he might have tweeked it a little and left some parts out, but it wasn't like it was such a huge deal. "I can see that." he muttered, rubbing his chest a little as she removed herself from holding him against the wall. "But right now, I can't tell you the whole reason.." Mostly because the reason he stayed sounded stupid to him.

(I love the bow, by the way Scade. What is it?)

"Then you should have said that. I'm not into playing these kinds of games. They piss me off. And I wish you would just tell me." She seemed to deflate as she rested against the opposite wall. Though nails and fangs didn't retract, her eyes returned to their brown. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes, obviously trying to calm.

Damien raised an eyebrow. "Sorry?" he asked, watching her as he fell silent. Shaking his head a moment later he cracked his neck. "Well, maybe later."

(Thankies! It's the Tapio Defender. :3 )

(Is it a CI then?)

"The question in your voice doesn't make the sorry convincing." She growled out. "And whatever. You have to do what you have to do. Not like I can actually make you. Unless I hurt you." She chuckled at that, though it sounded more like an evil bubbling. "And your dead, so it wouldn't matter, would it?" And now I'm starting to ramble. How wonderful. This stupid game just keeps messing my life....death up.

He shook his head, frowning. "Well, considering it still hurts, it does matter. And sorry. About, the sorry n't being quite convincing enough."

( It's an EI from '09. I think from the Winter. ^ ^' )

(Alright. I'll have to see if anybodies willing to part with one XD ...yeah, i'm still looking for a Rainbows of Isis. *sigh* i want one sooooo bad. Does your bow have anything else it does?)

Kisha's eyes popped open and she stared at him. "I actually hurt you?" She drained of any anger, monster status dropped away quickly. "I'm so sorry." For all she was still technically angry at him, she felt so bad about hurting him. She had never wanted to do that.

( I keep hearing about that. o.o What does it do? ^^' And yes, it has a couple tattoos and more poses with the bow, and armor and some arrows. And trees. XD )

He raised an eyebrow but shook his head. "Nah, it's fine. But yes, I can still get hurt in certain areas. Mostly upper body." he answered. It was always so strange, but the parts that did hurt the most we above his waist. Of course, everything else could hurt, but it was a very dull pain, and he could ignore it.

(I am totally going to get one :P Theres a lot of rainbows with it XD i can't really describe it since I don't have one but you can have a mohawk and a rainbow tail ...:P and you know how I am with rainbows and things...i gotta have one.)

"Its not fine. I didn't want to hurt you. I didn't mean to." She looked at the ground, a tear finally escaping. But she wiped it angrily away and she was stronger after that. "That's weird it's only upper body like that though."

*laughs* Aaaaaah. Yeah, yeah you do. :3 I'm getting my ears and tail soon. As soon as the person gets online. x.x; Not the fox ones, the cat tail and ears. :3 Though, >.> I'mma say they're panther. XD; )

Damien looked surprised for a second, pushing off the wall to go next to himself before stopping in his tracks. "Well, you're forgiven. At least it's not the bottom half." he said, smirking. "Otherwise, I'd have dropped when that Aysel chick kicked me in that one spot. BUt she did figure out about my head also being sensitive." he said, remembering that fact. He rubbed his head, to look for any spots that the darts had stuck. "Well, I've recovered."

Kisha smiled a little. "At least you recovered." She slowly stood up, pushing black hair out of her face. "Weren't we trying to find that Jake kid." She sniffed. "Though I don't think he's alive anymore. Not from the smell." She smirked. "Seems he's a hunter after all."

Damien rolled his eyes. "Don't remind me.. I didn't want to kill him, but damn.. Why'd he have to become a hunter?" he asked, shaking his head. "I don't think he'll be a very good one, but what can we do?" he asked, tilting his head. "Well, we can go and check if Aysel and Laurette have woken up yet." he offered, looking down at her.

Kisha shrugged and stood up, brushing off the seat of her pants. "I suppose that would be alright. Didn't you promise that Laurette girl that you wouldn't kill her? Why'd you go and do that?" She started to walk then paused to see if he was coming.

He raised an eyebrow. "Do what? Promise her I wouldn't kill her?" he asked, just to make sure. He followed next to her, going back in the direction of the stairs. "I never promised that. I said I'd give her until she's one of the last to see if she can escape. If not, we kill her." he said, smirking.

"Ah, okay. I suppose that makes sense. I would like to see how she did if we didn't get at her." She smiles a little, still not in a cheerful mood.

He nodded a little, "Well, she seemed to get by well enough." brushing back his hair. Thank goodness it never really grew anymore. He glanced back at her and tilted his head. "So, Which girl would you like to take? Aysel or Laurette?" he asked, almost smirking.

Kisha didn't have to think about it but she paused as if she did. "I suppose I could take Aysel, since you seem to have had trouble with her last time. Besides, I'm sure Laurette would be a challenge for you." She smiles, hopeing that was convincing enough. She wanted to hurt Aysel for hurting him...as stupid as that was.

"Hey hey, I gave her a sprained leg and wrist, plus cut her somewhat, I was proud." he said, sounding slightly childish and pouty before chuckling. "But have a go at her. I think she's what Laurette would be in a couple years." he said, looking slightly thoughtful. The younger one had the potential and skills to be as good as Aysel, if she wasn't already. Aysel was really good.

Kisha nodded, smiling. "I suppose that works." She raised an eyebrow. "Your fond of Laurette, huh? I am too. She seems...fun? I don't know how else to put it. Aysel's that good though?"

Damien smirked. "She's like a sibling." he said, nodding. At the part with Aysel, he shrugged. "Yeah, she was pretty good." he said.