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Subject Post 1PostSubject: C'est La Vie [Open]   Sat Oct 15, 2016 2:48 pm


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'Cause this is thriller, thriller night! And no one's gonna save you from the beast about to strike. You know it's thriller, thriller night,
You're fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller tonight. You hear the door sla-
'Would you kindly Shut the Hell Up?!' A loud bark inside Mirja's mind snapped her out of her mental singing, and she stopped. Middle of Norway, where she was always comfortable, out in the tundra, so nobody around, and doing the very old Thriller Dance. And yet, she was still being oppressed by Hvit. 'Your bloody singing echos through the whole mindscape, and you are crap at it!' Hvit shrieked, highly annoyed with Mirja's antics. However, Iko came to the...rescue, sort of, and tackled Hvit, to have hay-rolling fun time, as the mentally slow Wolf Girl called it.

With that dealt with - sort of, there was still a cacophany in her head, but it wasn't directed at Mirja - she looked to her surroundings. Literally nobody around yet, which was both good, and bad. Nobody around meant very little chance of Hollows in these tundra wastes. No hunting pluses, and so nothing for Mirja to hit. But she could make snow angels. Picking up some snow, and packing it tight, Mirja realed back her arm, and then launched it into the distance. She wondered if the snowball would melt due to the friction built up from velocity, or if it would hit someone several miles away, and develop a new monster out in the tundra. The Snow-throwing Wolf. Mirja could really get behind that name....



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Subject Post 2PostSubject: Re: C'est La Vie [Open]   Sat Oct 15, 2016 8:59 pm











The young girl had been sent to Norway to recon the area, a task that was given to Bikuta. Subsequently, he passed the task down another step to his only loyal follower that he could place any trust in, Camilla. She wasn't much of a scout, but all she knew was that she was looking for any person or member of this society that seemed to stand out in strength and either eliminate that target or transport them somewhere else. The mission itself was a pain in the ass, to be frank. If she were to just galavant around the land and scope out people that "seemed" to stand out in strength and move them elsewhere she'd doing this for a long time. It was a more fitting role for Bikuta, really. He was able to just summon a garganta and escort them to another location in little to no time at all. Thus, Camilla would have to go with the former and be led to fighting these "strong" beings herself. Also, something that Bikuta would excel at more than herself. It'd be futile to argue the matter, and she wouldn't wish to do so anyway. She hadn't been away from Bikuta's side for some time now and she was starting to grow a bit agitated with his intellectual way of speaking and never being able to understand anything he was saying. So she'd gladly accept the task and her make her way to the icy land of Norway.

She had been here for a few days already. She lived outdoors, for the most part, she wished to stay on task for as long as she could so that she go and find something more interesting to do while she was here. Sure, fighting sounded great fun to her and all, but she sought adventure, not combat. Plus, the utter lack of any strong entity being at this place grew more and more unlikely each day that passed.

At noon, she would take a nap, as she did every day. She rested her head on a pillow of snow upon a small cliff that had been smashed or tattered away by weather. Her feet dangled off the edge and she would rest in solitude, not a sound or fidget would come from the presence of the girl as she slept. Anyone that walked by would barely even see her chest rise as she slept, her breathing was very controlled for some reason or another. It was more a defense mechanism than anything. Not everyone would approach a lifeless body hanging off a ledge unless they were some type of hero or something. In which case, she would just scare them off with her anger. Nonetheless, the young girl's slumber would last for but a little more than an hour before she'd be abruptly woken up by the pelting of near melted, wet snow.

Her body jerked as it was hit, her arm flinching as she struggled to open her eyes for a moment. Propping herself up with her elbow she'd shift her gaze around the immediate area, not seeing anyone nearby. She was rather perturbed by the interruption in her daily scheduled napping, it was enough to bring her to her feet and forget about the idea of continuing with the nap. When she'd reach an erect position on the hilltop she'd shade her eyes with her hand and wince in order to focus in on the large blanket of snow around. It would take her a moment, but she would eventually come to find the source of the attack a few miles just upon her sight's horizon. A grimace set upon her face, as with the sight a feeling of an uncomforting spiritual pressure was held in her sense. It was one similar to her own, but she wouldn't let such a thing detour her from going to see who it was. It was her mission after all.

With a few small steps that eventually turned to large strides, she'd find herself accelerating toward the location with some help of her shunpo. This bitch thinks she can just get away with that? She'd think to herself, anger brewing inside. If there was one thing that you didn't want to do to Camilla it was disrupting her nap. She made it a point in every day to sleep exactly at noon. If anything was to prevent this from happening, it would be wise to just avoid her. The amount of zeal that would be placed into her grumpy, grouchy side would bring her to say and do things that were of an abnormal manner for the girl.

A grunt would resonate from her lips, as her feet shifted and dug into the snow she once glided upon. The chilling white blanket would melt immediately by the friction of this slide, the grass beneath it exposed. She'd let out a huff and a puff as her fists curled at her sides, "What's the big idea!?" She'd exclaim her face flushed with a red hue that displayed nothing more than anger and discomfort. She wouldn't be expecting much of an answer from the opposing force as they had no idea of the rage that they were in for, but they could at least have a clue.










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Subject Post 3PostSubject: Re: C'est La Vie [Open]   Sun Oct 16, 2016 8:08 am


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Mirja kept an eye out on the horizon for the snowball she had thrown, but quickly grew bored of that, and decided to turn her attention to making a gigantic snowman. Using her Flash Steps to gather snow from a large area, she began to create the massive body, ten foot across, and some thirty foot high. Norway was a land of near perpetual snow, and yet she had managed to clear out the majority of it in the surrounding area, making this snowman's body. Admiring it for a moment, she wondered were she was going to get a carrot big enough to fit on this Mammoth Man's face. Or he'd have a really dispreportionate nose.
"Mission super nose, is go!" she exclaimed.
'That is a stupid name and I refuse to have any part of it' Hvit exclaimed, before letting out a surprised shriek as she was pouced by Iko.
"I think it's your morbid statements that make Iko jump on you, Hvit. Maybe try smile, a bit more?" She suggested, and then someone appeared. Probably hearing her talk to herself, probably not, Mirja turned around anyway, to face a girl of eminent cuteness.

"The giant snowman? Talking to myself? Having a really cute tail?" She suggested, before it clocked. "Ohh! You got hit by the snowball? Haha! You stand in the presence of the Snow-Throwing Wolf! Bring me sacrifices of sweets and cute little cinnamon buns, or more snow shall be thrown!" She exclaimed loudly, with a broad grin, either not being perturbed, or just not noticing the fact that the darling was seathing with anger right now. General response when hit with a subsonic snowball, she guessed.




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Subject Post 4PostSubject: Re: C'est La Vie [Open]   Sun Oct 16, 2016 5:00 pm











Camilla would raise a brow to the girl talking to herself. It was odd, but she was the key that fit the hole for someone that just blindly launched snowballs from miles away. There wasn't a distinct type of person that would do this type of thing, in Camilla's opinion, but if there was she figured that the girl before her would fit the role rather well. While Camilla snarled and shook with anger, she could tell that the girl never meant any harm. She'd slowly begin to cool down her small tantrum from being disturbed, as it seemed likely that she was rather puerile in her personality. Though, it was odd that the child with the tail was able to launch such an attack. Where did this strength come from? Camilla couldn't gauge any sort of spiritual power from the girl, now this was odd. She had never come across a being that was as small that held such strength. Especially one that didn't have a hint of spiritual pressure. This spiked Camilla's interest, so she'd bite the bait that was hidden here and see where things led to.

When it was finally realized why she was peeved in the first place by the girl before Camilla she'd start a small spill about her being the snow-throwing wolf. This would only bring her to realize that the girl actually was a wolf. The urge to reach out and touch the ears on top of the girls head and the large fluffy tail to see if they were real or not killed her.

As the mention of sweets was brought into play, a sparkle in Camilla's eye would shine out to Mirja. It so happened to be that Camilla never left to go anywhere without ensuring her sweet tooth's desires were met at any given point. With that being said, her stomach would grumble as she drew up to her toes with a flat face. She'd grasp at her stomach, before reaching into the pockets of the black romper that covered her body. In no way was she dressed for this type of weather, though it wouldn't come to bother her. There were too many other things going on in the world, more currently in her stomach, to worry about things like warm or cold. One thing was certain, however, she was one-hundred percent in a completely different mood than she was earlier. The morning grumpiness seeming to go away at the mention of food, the only thing that Camilla could say was better than sleep.

When her hand would escape the pocket of her romper she'd hold out a red bean bun, made a deli that she had visited back in Japan. She made trips around the world frequently while she was on this mission to keep her sweet tooth at bay. A smile from ear to ear would push her eyes shut. "Ta-daaaaa!" She'd sing out holding the treat out for the girl she thought to be powerless. "Itsa redu bean bawnnn!" She'd shout as though she was advertising the treat over a televised network in Japan, as she'd finish up the words she'd throw up a peace sign before winking and giggling. If the girl were to reach out for the treat, Camilla would quickly snap it back into her chest and wave her finger. "Nope, let's make a deal! You can throw those snowballs all day, but you won't like what will happen if you do that. So, how about a trade?" She'd suggest with a rather enthused tone, as she did so she'd sink her teeth into the treat smiling till her eyes shut once more. The food was tossed from one cheek to the other, Camilla took her time when eating them unless she was beyond a limit of hunger. For right now, she'd be fine to pace herself and savor the flavor.











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Subject Post 5PostSubject: Re: C'est La Vie [Open]   Sun Oct 16, 2016 8:03 pm


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Mirja loomed over the little girl as she arrived with her angry anger. Being over six foot without any shoes make it pretty easy to loom over a lot of people. She watched the girl in front of her go through a few emotions in quite a short amount of time. First the anger seemed to cool off for some reason, probably the general assumption that because Mirja had no spiritual pressure, she was weak, or harmless. That was one that was always amusing to put paid to. And another one that was pretty common was the way she tried not to stare at the wolf ears and tail. Everyone wanted to play with them, it was like they were magnetic.

Finally, there was a sparkle in the girl's eye as Mirja mentioned sweets. Clearly, this girl was a connoisseur of confectionary. Withdrawing a red bean bun with an Engrish introduction, she caught Mirja's attention, and the wolf girl reached out to take it, only for it to be snatched away so cruelly a second before victory. She would need to throw more snow, it seemed, since the girl was trying to make a deal with The Snow-Throwing Wolf.

Waiting for her opening, which came when the girl closed her eyes after taking a bite out of the bean bun - how she was going to bribe Mirja with something she was eating was beyond her understanding, but still - Mirja flash stepped to the larger snowman, and took scoop out of it's body, swiftly forming it into a ball shape before throwing it at the new girl. Not even a tenth of her strength went into the throw, so it would hit like a normal mortal throwing a snowball. Which was what she was going for, playfullness, not assault by snow.


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Subject Post 6PostSubject: Re: C'est La Vie [Open]   Sun Oct 16, 2016 9:02 pm











As she brought her mouth toward the delicious treat, she'd be halted from taking another bite as the cool, pale snow jerked her head back in surprise. The entirely unexpected attack had thwarted her from sinking her teeth in the red bean bun, hitting her square in the forehead. A scoff would sound from her lips, the snow slowly seeping down her visage and falling off to the snack in her hand. Her face would draw blank, as she gazed down at it, covered in snow. Her eyes swelled with moisture, tears building up in the corner of her eyes. Her breathing shuddered slightly as she fought off the emotions that were building up within. How could this girl do such a thing? She had ruined a perfectly good red bean bun with this germ infested snow. She wouldn't let herself fall to the anger that she once felt earlier. Not paying any mind to the mystery of how the girl got to the source of the snow so quickly.

Letting out a small sigh, a white cloud forming from her mouth as she did so, the warm breath that left her body being immediately cooled and turned to a steam-like substance. Her gaze would shift from the red bean bun, tilting it and swatting the snow from its exterior. [color=#8B4513]"Still good." She'd say as she took another bite. With a full mouth, she would proceed with her words. "Anyway..." She'd pause for a moment as she swallowed the bite, "I just wanna pet your ears and tail, nbd." She would say the letters at the end of her sentence in a singular form, speaking in acronyms as though their conversation was a text message to say "no big deal". It might not have translated over to the other girl, but that wasn't the brute of the message. The main thing that was to be drawn from this was that she wanted to touch the fluffiness that was her tail and ears. In return, she would give her the other red bean bun that was in the opposite pocket of her romper. Always readied with sweets at all times she would never just travel with one. To make this apparent to the girl, she'd reach into her pocket with one hand and take another bite from the bun with the other. With a full mouth once more she'd speak in a muffled voice, "See, I got another? No more snow?" She'd query, unsure if her words were to be understood. She stretched her neck bringing the substance down her throat before sucking her teeth and letting out a hum of satisfaction. Reaching her arm out she'd offer the peace treaty of the red bean bun over to the girl, in hopes that she wouldn't get pelted with another snowball. If she was, she was going to have to draw a line somewhere. She wasn't beyond killing a human. Though it was strange that there was no sign of fear to come from her, despite the fact that a katana sat at Camilla's side. It was strange, but she didn't dwell on it too much, if at all.










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Subject Post 7PostSubject: Re: C'est La Vie [Open]   Mon Oct 17, 2016 9:27 am


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Mirja gave a boysterious laugh as the girl got pelted with the snow. She seemed to freeze, like a cat seeing himself in a mirror, and that was exactly what Mirja wanted. The Snow throwing Wolf was not someone to be bargined with, she threw snow! It was sort of in the title, after all. Mirja watched intently, as the girl brushed off the snow from her bun, and carried on eating after getting over the shock of being hit by the snowball. Standing next to the giant snowman, she had plenty more snow to throw, if it came to that.

Which, apparently it did. Since the girl was still trying to make deals. Apparently, she wanted to trade petting her ears for the bun, and while it was a good trade and she could understand the drive people had to pet her awesome wolfy additions, this was not a trade, this was Mirja being a snow-throwing god, demanding tribute.
"Hmm, you wish to trade a bean bun for ear petting" She muttered, thinking for a second before quickly scooping some snow off her large snowman and throwing it as a semi-coherent ball. There was a lesser chance that it would hit now that the girl was actually paying attention, but that was not the point.

"No! I am the Snow-throwing Wolf! This is tribute for the ceaseation of throwing snow. I need not trade anything! I hold all the snow! Bring me food or be pelted incessently. Snow will follow you through the world!" Mirja exclaimed, grinning broadly and putting her hands on her hips as if she was totally confident that the girl would give in and offer food rather than doing anything rash or offensive. It was, to Mirja, just a bit of snowy fun.




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Subject Post 8PostSubject: Re: C'est La Vie [Open]   Tue Oct 18, 2016 3:17 am











No? Why? She had just offered her what she demanded. Yet, she was still persistent in claiming herself to be the "Snow-throwing Wolf". It was humorous, though, but Camilla wished to stroke the soft fur that laid upon her ears and the fluffy tail that followed the girl everywhere she went. She always had a keenness toward animals, which probably wasn't a surprise to the girl. The girl was probably often always asked to be pet, that or it just happened without any consent. It wasn't something that had come to mind at first, but it still didn't bring her away from actually wanting to do so. Despite how annoying it might have been to the girl. There were always things that were bound to be like that for everyone. For instance, Camilla has been this same height and stature for an extremely long time. She has always received comments on being bite-sized or fun-sized and being called cute for such a long period of time was just a grueling. This might bring someone else from wanting to make someone else experience the same type of angst, but not her. Nah, she'd rather just carry on with her current short term goals and give the furry thing some sort of enjoyment, which would please her in return. Perhaps she didn't like it, though? That'd be strange. Surely that was the case, or she was just stubborn or playing a rather silly game with the girl. It was hard to understand and this girl was obviously hard to follow as she held the red bean bun out in her direction and she was still refused on her deal.

Camilla would carry on taking a bite out of her snack as she stashed the other into her pocket. She wasn't going to forfeit it if she wasn't going to get what she wanted. It was stubborn, but who said she wasn't such. She was willing to be kind, but the girl wasn't gonna have it. This wasn't taken in an ill manner for Camilla, she thought it was rather humorous the way the girl was valiantly posed with her hands upon her his. Her voice singing out with confidence. She'd play along, for now, she'd even giggle just a slight bit as she had done so. She was always up for a little fun, and this all seemed like a game to her it didn't seem serious, but playful. Thus she'd finish what was left of the bun, sucking the ends of her fingers as she finished chewing it. "Alright, well let's see what you got. The first two shots were cheap. I wasn't looking. I'd like to see you hit me when I am." Her words would be muffled by her mouth being crammed by the red bean bun and the smacking of her lips as she slipped each finger between them. Her eyes would slowly shift from the red bean bun to the girl, trying to create some sort of dramatic effect as she finished talking. Though the food would likely take away from the essence of such. She'd swallow it all down before patting her hand on the lower half of her romper.

She'd vanish for a fraction of a second and appear a good few tens of feet away. A human would only think to be a blink of an eye, but anyone else would clearly know how she was able to obtain such a distance. She'd widen her stance slightly and ready herself for the upcoming snow fight, a stern expression splashing her face.










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Subject Post 9PostSubject: Re: C'est La Vie [Open]   Tue Oct 18, 2016 11:25 am


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Mirja barked off a laugh full of mad confidence, and then looked at the small girl as she simply continuted to eat the bun. The snowball she had thrown had no accuracy, and wasn't even properly packed, so it fell apart before it hit her, and landed in the snow. However, upon finishing her snack, she issued a challenge, to see what Mirja had got. Mirja was half hoping for a proper fight, but this was good as well, it wasn't like she wanted to fight the girl specifically, just for some sort of a fight. Snowball fights hurt less, and required a lot less effort to pull off. And with girls that were small and cute like this one, Mirja's heart would be in the snow ball fight more.

So, when the girl backed up and prepared for the incoming snow, Mirja walked behind the massive ball of snow, and prepared.
'Gonna help out, Hvit?' Mirja asked, to her Inner Hollow.
'To throw snow? Why would I lower myself like that, you moron?' Hvit replied, the bite evident in her tone, clearly pissed that Mirja would even think the Hollow would help out with such a shallow activity, in her mind.

But, that was fine. Let Hvit be a boring sod, all she would do is lose out on the fun stuff. Like snowball fights. Mirja prepared a snowball in the shadow of her giant ball, and then held out a fist. Focusing on the flow of Reiatsu, she threw a punch at it, and then just at the impact, twisted her fist and threw in her whole shoulder, hitting the Giant Snowman's body with her awesome Motionless Fist. Nothing happened for the first two seconds, and then it exploded in a violent shower of rapidly moving snow clumps. Trusting her body to be more than sufficent to deflect whatever hit her, she focused on the girl - both with her reiatsu sensing and with both sets of ears and her eyes - to see if she would dodge the incoming snow-sharpnel. And if she would, Mirja would follow her movement, and launch her Supersonic Snowball attack! as soon as she landed, giving her no time to react.



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Subject Post 10PostSubject: Re: C'est La Vie [Open]   Wed Oct 19, 2016 5:28 pm











So it began, the two had come to exchange blows. However, they wouldn't be fighting in a traditional manner. No, instead it was snow versus snow, just like the good ole days when she was a child. Though, those weren't exactly the "good ole days" they were rather tragic. So she didn't have anything to really draw back on to at an experience like this. Not only that, but she would be completely inexperienced in a battle-type such as this. She had never participated in a snowball fight. However, it was just common knowledge that you just had to ball up the snow and throw it at the target. Hitting them didn't kill them, and hitting them didn't deem them to be "out". You just threw the balls with no other point but to hit the other person, it was playful. While things like this were playful, there was always something that would rise up in all of this and ruin the fun. For now, it wasn't as such.

It would seem that Camilla was the one that was at a disadvantage from the get-go, however. The girl known as Mirja, which she hadn't come to know yet. She had a certain amount of protection from the snowman that she resided behind. While this gave Mirja the upper hand, for now, Camilla had plans of her own. She'd drop to the ground immediately, looking away from Miraj who readied an assault, using her entire arms to bring snow into a more centralized area. The first attack that would come in would pelt her entire body, it kind of hurt! She didn't really understand how so much power was being put into the attacks, but the strength of it was enough to put holes in the unpacked snow that she had gathered before her. It made her draw an arm up and giggle playfully. She was enjoying this already, the adrenaline in her body rushed her to getting some sort of protection before her. It wouldn't take long for her to pack the small wall down, but just as she had done so she would be struck by yet another snowball. This one feeling as though it were packed with rocks when it hit. It was enough to force to push her from behind the snow wall she had just built and send her rolling off in the opposite direction.

When she'd come to a halt in her roll she'd bring herself up with her arms and look at the girl in confusion. She didn't understand where all of this power was coming from! This girl was a master at throwing snowballs and Camilla hadn't even begun to throw any yet. However, this was about to change. She began to move back to her wall with speed. As she did so, she'd reach her arm down as her torso was parallel with the ground. She'd grasp snow in her hand and form a tightly packed ball at her chest before bringing herself up and using her whole body to put speed and power behind it. Her accuracy would be good, but not great. Whether or not it would hit the remainder of the snowman or Mirja herself she wasn't entirely sure of. She had always been someone that was more capable with a blade than a bow. Such a simple thing as throwing a snowball seemed to work up some sort of effort in her mind in order to successfully land the blow. Whether the attack would hit or not she would press forward and get to her wall, which was large enough for her to press her head and rounded neck behind. She'd lay flat on the ground, gathering snow and begin pressing them into tight balls using all of her might to ensure they were rock-like and wouldn't fall apart. She'd get a few quickly made before she would decide to bring herself back up. A stern look across her face would break ever so often by that of a smirk, not being able to take this completely serious.











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