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"She doesn't need to be guarded, everyone's going to stare," Kotori muttered, watching Innocentia carefully.
Innocentia was the size of a third grader. Out of place. Constant passerbys asking if she was lost and to a point she seemed to keep up this act intentionally. She had short wavy platinum blonde hair with double knot pigtails to give her a naturally youthful look. The roots of her hair was covered in pastel pink glitter and her makeup was done in a fairy kei style to give a much more childish doe eyed expression. She pressed decoden long nails against her lips in a giggle that made Kotori's face contort, it was unsettling, "Zakiyyah's not very loyal," she said, her nails gently played with Zakiyyah's hair, "I just want to make sure she stays out of trouble.
Kotori grimaced, he continuously wanted time alone with his sister, she was practically already a member of Primal Instinct anyway. Kotori brushed back his black spiky hair revealing the unusually more pale portion of his face shaped like a crescent mark, "Zakiyyah where do you want to go?"
Comparatively to Innocentia, Senescence was her complete and utter opposite. She was just taller than the male average, at about 5'10'', and everything about her screamed danger. She was just as out of place, but for an entirely different reason. Scars covered her pale skin, the most prominent being a few thin ones across her throat, the three across her right cheek that appeared to have been done by fingernails, and one down her left eye, from her eyebrow to her jawline, leaving the eye blind and an unusual shade of violet. Her hair was fairly simple, dyed a rusty red and pixie cut with long, thick sideswept bangs that fell over her blind eye if she let them. Her apparel, however, was much more simple, consisting of a black leather jacket with zippable pockets, a pristine white undershirt, black jeans with a belt, and quality black hiking boots with thick soles that added another inch or so to her height. Beyond that, she wore no makeup, had no special adornments in the way of piercings or tattoos, save for a rusty necklace with a simple chain, and slate-gray rock pendant that appeared to be stained with blood. "You're more likely to cause trouble than keep anyone out of it." Senescence commented, her tone bored as she walked up to the gathering, hand lazily brushing through her bangs.
"I don't need a babysitter. Unless you think Kotori can't handle me, that is." Zakiyyah's resemblance to Kotori was astounding. They shared the same ebony shade of hair, though hers was long and straight in a side part. Her skin was light, she had wide, china doll blue eyes, and ultimately, was an inch taller than Senescence, but less athletic in appearance. She was, however, very dressed up, given the occasion. She wore a vintage, off the shoulder, matte red dress that was laced at the top, with similarly laced half-sleeves and a flared skirt that reached just above the knee. This, in addition to knitted fingerless gloves of white, similarly colored wedges, and winged liner with crimson lips, made her very pretty and taller than anyone else present... but it wasn't exactly the most functional.
"That's exactly what we're saying," Innocentia said, "He murdered his own members. That's like," She spun her hand thinking, "Dating a guy who cheats on other women. Of course you'll be victim number eighteen," She giggled once more, "I don't buy that you two have your differences or if the situation demanded it you wouldn't work together to take the league down. And if Senescence and I don't feel like helping our helpless team mates than you probably would succeed so I gotta keep my eyes on you."
She poked Kotori's shirt and Zakiyyah's shoulder playfully before pulling herself up on a nearby chair.
"Let's just walk away and see what happens," Kotori suggested already moving away.
They weren't in Primal Instincts area, they were in the actual school building which he supposed was enough of a reason for Innocentia and Senescence to take notice since they were no longer near home. Still Kotori was the last person to join without needing to go through an initiation process so he hardly took the whole thing seriously.
Post by Honeystorm on Dec 26, 2018 14:10:41 GMT -5
"How about we given them a five minute head start on wherever they want to go?" Senescence suggested, glancing at Innocentia. "If they manage to lose us, they can have their alone time. If not, guess they're stuck with us." It was a losing battle, but just about their only chance to get even a moment's alone time. Plus, her and Innocentia could test out their tracking skills, not that they were ever in question in the first place.
Zakiyyah, at least, wasn't going to pass up the opportunity that Sen gave them, and before Kotori had moved more than a few steps, she'd made it out in front of him, grasped his wrist, and was practically dragging him around the corner as quickly as she could move. Which was actually pretty fast, considering the fact she was wearing three inch heels. Off they were, before letting Innocentia get a word in edgewise to disagree.
Kotori's eyes widened as he tried to keep up with his sister, "Hey we should go shoe shopping," He said abruptly once they got far enough away out of ear shot, "You know to get you some flats, maybe some flat sneakers, flat flip flops, no it's winter... You know you'll bring summer to winter, it's cool."
His sister wasn't that much taller than him, but with the heels it came off that way. Or at the very least he could invest in some tall combat boots to give him an extra inch... He glanced over his shoulder before guiding his sister to the side brushing some bushes out of the way to reveal a cellar door. An abandoned route Renegade used to actively use. They were about the only group to know and navigate through, luckily the twins knew enough about it, "C'mon," he grinned.
