A Waltz Into The Unknown
Kijo Kokorensin
Those dark green eyes would watch curiously as the scene in front of her would unfold, quickly almost too quickly for her too understand. Someone was murdered? The man, Vinnie he had seen her before? Ugh, Rodger was right walking around with The Outsider certainly would only cause her attention, but.. honestly, a part of Kijo didn’t care, a part of the woman in white wanted too be known, let them all know who trails behind her. She would look towards the crying man, she’d raise her hand in an attempt too consol him but would pause. She wasn’t really good with large groups of people, or people in general. There was another woman as well? Raising her eyebrow quizically, Kijo would stay quiet through the bantering.
Redepmtion? Harmony? Gang war? The Outsider would watch closely too the humans interacting, it would stay quiet at Kijo’s side, the feathers that would coat it’s body would appear on edge. It seemed it was as fond as crowds as it’s user had been, it would stare too the woman crying over her appearance, and then the man crying over his fallen friend. They were both crying over spoiled milk.. or was it spilled milk? Kijo had only used that sentence once before. The sirens wail would cause The Outsider’s wings too twitch in annoyance, it was the authorities no doubt, Kijo tended too have them after her like darkness in the shade. Looking over too her it would tilt it’s head towards the new woman.
Saved by the bell- or wailing siren, Kijo didn’t have too try too consol either of them. Which had been her original plan in the first place, but once she was actually in the situation, she remembered she really didn’t have much human contact since graduating high school, which was..eight years ago. The Outsider was all she knew, and asides from what Rodger had told her... everything was making sense. Fates seemed too be turning their wheels, glancing too Vinnie, as he would ask her what too do. Kijo would step forward however, finally as she looked too her. “You guys go.” She would state calmly, as she would close her own eyes. The Outsider would flicker for a moment, and in that moment a great scythe could be seen in Kijo’s hands, before the creature would reform back behind her.
She had never challenged another Stand user before, only played her tricks on thugs and men who wouldn’t ever be able too understand the concept of what was actually happening. “I hope you flee as well..” her next words would be towards the woman. “Because if the police do come, and you do wish too proceed with your terrible choices...” her voice would go low. She’d smirk slightly, well.. her first Stand Challenge, a part of her was itching too release The Outsider too their personal state. The Outsider would stay near it’s user, it had never seen Kijo this.. willing too fight, had she not known it was life or death, and in life or death, she was must cause death too continue on. It would speak up finally. “It comes down too this, I can get away from the police easily, however, how do you think you’ll escape from them?” Kijo would purr curiously, she didn't seem too be gripped by fear, in fact curiosity seemed too have her in a deep embrace.
She wanted too see this woman fight, she wanted too know the truest extent of A Stand.
“I suggest you too flee...” It would speak calmly too the woman in front of it, it would stand by Kijo’s own terrible decision. Why did she have too involve herself in something that had absolutely nothing to do with her. Kijo would stand her ground as the sound of sirens came closer. She didn’t mind messing with a few pig’s mind. Patting the flower on her shoulder she smile too the woman. Was Kijo a hero? She could see how one would see her this way, but she wasn’t.. she just believed that doing this, doing good, trying her best too get stronger and stronger.. well, that was just the price she paid for living.
Redepmtion? Harmony? Gang war? The Outsider would watch closely too the humans interacting, it would stay quiet at Kijo’s side, the feathers that would coat it’s body would appear on edge. It seemed it was as fond as crowds as it’s user had been, it would stare too the woman crying over her appearance, and then the man crying over his fallen friend. They were both crying over spoiled milk.. or was it spilled milk? Kijo had only used that sentence once before. The sirens wail would cause The Outsider’s wings too twitch in annoyance, it was the authorities no doubt, Kijo tended too have them after her like darkness in the shade. Looking over too her it would tilt it’s head towards the new woman.
Saved by the bell- or wailing siren, Kijo didn’t have too try too consol either of them. Which had been her original plan in the first place, but once she was actually in the situation, she remembered she really didn’t have much human contact since graduating high school, which was..eight years ago. The Outsider was all she knew, and asides from what Rodger had told her... everything was making sense. Fates seemed too be turning their wheels, glancing too Vinnie, as he would ask her what too do. Kijo would step forward however, finally as she looked too her. “You guys go.” She would state calmly, as she would close her own eyes. The Outsider would flicker for a moment, and in that moment a great scythe could be seen in Kijo’s hands, before the creature would reform back behind her.
She had never challenged another Stand user before, only played her tricks on thugs and men who wouldn’t ever be able too understand the concept of what was actually happening. “I hope you flee as well..” her next words would be towards the woman. “Because if the police do come, and you do wish too proceed with your terrible choices...” her voice would go low. She’d smirk slightly, well.. her first Stand Challenge, a part of her was itching too release The Outsider too their personal state. The Outsider would stay near it’s user, it had never seen Kijo this.. willing too fight, had she not known it was life or death, and in life or death, she was must cause death too continue on. It would speak up finally. “It comes down too this, I can get away from the police easily, however, how do you think you’ll escape from them?” Kijo would purr curiously, she didn't seem too be gripped by fear, in fact curiosity seemed too have her in a deep embrace.
She wanted too see this woman fight, she wanted too know the truest extent of A Stand.
“I suggest you too flee...” It would speak calmly too the woman in front of it, it would stand by Kijo’s own terrible decision. Why did she have too involve herself in something that had absolutely nothing to do with her. Kijo would stand her ground as the sound of sirens came closer. She didn’t mind messing with a few pig’s mind. Patting the flower on her shoulder she smile too the woman. Was Kijo a hero? She could see how one would see her this way, but she wasn’t.. she just believed that doing this, doing good, trying her best too get stronger and stronger.. well, that was just the price she paid for living.
