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fanficriff.blogspot.com/201… I wanna be, the edgiest, like no one ever was~
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fanficriff.blogspot.com/201… Have you ever wanted to see Scathach and Ichigo Kurosaki shipped together? No? Well, here it is anyway.
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Isla had raised her head slightly when she heard someone yell in her general direction. She seemed to be offering a drink for herself and other recent arrivals. The Hunter remained motionless however, eyes surveying the growing number of Flame Haze entering the warehouse. It would be rude to ignore the Biter of Torturous Wilt's offer, but what if someone took the opportunity to try and strike up conversation? That'd be way too awkward! Isla only wanted to slay monsters; this 'socialising' thing was just way too difficult!

Still, felt she was left with little choice, Isla slowly made her way towards the bar, avoiding eye contact with her allies. After several long moments, she was holding the margarita in her hand, staring at the drink blankly. She may be over a century old, but cocktails were not something Isla had looked into in all this time. What if she didn't like it? It would be in poor taste to not finish the drink...

"We thank you," Wulver spoke in place of the silent Flame Haze, "It's nice to see so many of us gathered like this. I'd prefer more casual circumstances, but still."

Isla preoccupied herself with taking in the warehouse once more as Wulver struck conversation. The latest arrival, with a rather strong accent, seemed quite annoyed by something, Isla wasn't entirely sure of what though. Was she just grouchy in general? This was why Isla much preferred to keep to herself. Way less awkward...
"If you don't put that down, you're gonna completely miss what we're looking for."

"Hm."

"It's been forty minutes, and you haven't even switched it on yet."

"...Hm."

"You see why I suggested asking ab- to the left."

Without looking up from the powerless piece of plastic adorned with buttons, Isla Lyall slid to her left, and continued walking past the street light that had barred her path. She continued fiddling with the device, forever unable to figure out how the mobile phone was supposed to work. The seemingly-disembodied voice of her companion sighed. Isla was pretty stubborn about not seeking help for that little toy. And not even because of pride, she just didn't want to bother those employees that specialise in making sure tech-illiterate customers can use the devices they buy. Well, three weeks and several thousand miles later, it was a little bit late to come back for assistance.

They were nearing their destination now. According to that letter, a team of Flame Haze was required to take down The Weaver of Dreadful Legends, which Isla was more than happy to participate in. Wulver did not voice his objections, but he couldn't help but be concerned. Even with a group of Flame Haze at her side, Isla was still relatively inexperienced, and this was an exceedingly dangerous opponent. He trusted Isla to judge her opponents carefully, but...

"...Hey," Isla spoke softly, pocketing the phone for now as she came to a stop. Brushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear, the ponytailed brunette surveyed the buildings before her, "How many is there?"

No doubt she was referring to the number of Flame Haze that were being gathered, and the Lord couldn't help but chuckle. His partner would gleefully leap into battle with an army of Denizens, but the prospect of a meeting with her allies resulted in Isla stalling and delaying her arrival as much as she could. She was quite a humorous girl like that.

"Given the situation, probably hundreds," Wulver suggested teasingly, causing Isla to grimace and direct her eyes to the ground bashfully. She proceeded at a much slower pace than usual, exchanging no more words with the rounded stone resting in her breast pocket. She was probably mentally preparing herself for the momentary attention she would receive upon arriving.

They finally reached the marked warehouse, designated as the rendezvous point, and Isla inhaled deeply, hand resting against the door for several moments, before slowly pushing it open.

"..."

Keeping her eyes to the floor, Isla stepped inside and immediately stepped towards a corner of the building, avoiding eye contact. There was only three present, but that would most likely change very soon. ...Could this place even house hundreds of people inside it?
Leaning against the wall, the Flame Haze known as the Cruel & Silent Hunter, simply waited.
Certainly interested in this.
Lovely. Portin' time.
Does mine look good too, KoL?
@RolePlayerRoxas

I like her alot. She's good on my end and assuming KoL has nothing left to add, accepted as well.


Well, that's a good sign!
Okay, just about finished, I think. I haven't watched the show in many years, so I probably made stupid mistakes while crash-coursing a lot of stuff.

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