The Red Hooded Girl Wanders Through the Forest... (Open)

Arianda only sighed as she watched this incredibly boring man attempt to maim and hurt her. Of course, any wounds she had she didn't feel. She was far too tolerant of pain to notice them most of the time. The only wounds that still caught her attention were the wounds on her arms, from the giant yoh she had blocked when she was in her first transformation. However, she was reaching her limit. She couldn't do much more than she could now. She only sighed, not really caring what this strange human did next.

After her scissors missed her throw, she scoffed and felt her limit come even closer. She gritted her teeth, not caring if the battle would end soon. She was bored, this human couldn't sate her need to battle, her blood lust, her need to maul, maim, murder, and destroy. Probably nothing could, she didn't know; how could she? Such sensations were lost years ago. The more she battled, the less fun it was. All she could do, all she really cared to do know, was wait for an opportunity to do so.

She watched this man, this monkey, walk towards her slowly, shadows coming off of him. Arianda's eyes rolled upwards and she made another scoffing noise. Clearly, this man was far too predictable to her to be interesting. She watched as he slammed her scissors into the ground, falling next to them. Again, she didn't care. This man was excessively boring, far too boring for whatever the hell he is. She only yawned and transformed back to her shifter form as he came towards her with his sword drawn. She only pulled down her hood to prevent it from getting cut by his sword just encase he tried to chop at her head.

Just as Vanyel drew close enough she had prepared a solid punch to his gut, right where a wound was. She also had her other arm up to use her Akuma Kyodo to deflect his blade. However, before she could even punch this strange bastard silly, he suddenly stopped. She watched him as he sheathed his blade and slammed her scissors into the ground next to her. She looked upon her scissors, ignoring how he was acting, seeing the dark energy around them, and that his blood was still upon the scissors. She yanked them out of the ground, shaking the darkness and blood off of them. After that she actually decided to listen to this pitiful man and she heard the statement 'I'll spare ya' and all she could do was roll her eyes and put her hand on her face. Cocky bastard.

She only shook her head, putting her scissors on her back, and she looked at Vanyel one last time, her eyelids half closed, a look of total disinterest on her face. She sighed, shaking her head once more before walking the other direction. As she was about to enter a thicket she turned around and looked at him.

"Ya know, I really hate cocky bastards who don't know what they're up against..."

She turned back around, not caring what he thought, what he said, what he might do. This was done, she was done, maybe she could find entertainment elsewhere. Who knows, this world has been full of boring idiots lately, none of them able to sate her desire for destruction and murder. All she did was walk, walk away in this boring ass forest that was finally quiet again. She sighed, pulling her headphones on, turning on some music, pulling up her hood, and walking back into the darkness that was much more fitting for her. If she ever saw that ass again, he'd die.

Guaranteed.

[EXIT]