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Post by Leanna Cross on Jun 19, 2012 0:22:29 GMT -5
Cross's hands fisted as Hana spoke. Hotaru's mind was gone... Cross really hoped it wasn't as bad as Hana made it seem. Cross swallowed her anger as she tried to figure out the best course to attack Hana. "Well of course you wouldn't care that she's lost her mind. You don't care about anyone." Cross growled as she started to walk closer to the young Tora. She wouldn't get within reach of her, not yet. "You've always been a lost little girl who needed a family haven't you?"
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Post by Hana Chizuko on Jun 19, 2012 0:42:55 GMT -5
Hana rocked back and forth on her feet as she listened to the two girls. Cross' words... was she trying to make Hana feel bad? Her smile grew and she held her purse in both hands. "Oh, the family idea didn't come to mind until after I brought Puff and Archer into the scheme." she corrected Cross. "At first I just needed some muscle to help bring her in, then I saw how fun Puff was and how much Archer liked Hotaru that I thought it'd be fun to bring us all together~" It was a fun little set up for a while.
She giggled a little more. "I think Archer was the funniest one to watch though," she told them. The little girl looked around before turning back to them, making her next comment sound like it was a secret. "He doesn't fit in if you ask me, too many hormones and feelings."
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Post by Sam Revlis on Jun 19, 2012 13:40:14 GMT -5
Though the little girl's voice didn't come in too well from Cross and Mikka's communicators, Sam was able to pick up enough to be quite disturbed, and he was not easily frightened. He realized at that point why Cross had it in for this Hana character; she had orchestrated this entire ordeal, while getting this Archer fellow to appear as the mastermind. That, combined with the fact that Hana seemed to think this all as some sort of game, and the notion that perhaps Cross had had some personal trouble with her in the past.
Luckily, the infrared and ultraviolet sensors weren't picking up on any hidden traps. Sam sat back and breathed a short sigh of relief. He had since regrouped with the support team and promptly set up his laptop so as to survey the premises of the mansion. It seemed to him that perhaps he had overestimated their enemies' defensive tactics.
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Post by Mikka Volkov on Jun 19, 2012 23:47:02 GMT -5
"And once I have cleaned up the mess I plan to make with you, I shall punish him for those hormones of his." Mikka pointed her crowbar at Hana, her face giving off a brief flicker of seriousness. "However before I do, I have to get rid of you. And I'm sort of looking forward to having enough time to kill all off your buddies as well, so let's make this fast, okay?"
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Post by Hana Chizuko on Jun 20, 2012 22:00:34 GMT -5
Hana stared at the crowbar like it was a shiny new toy on Christmas. It looked so pretty! After appreciating the fine piece of metal the little girl looked up at Mikka and giggled a little more, the corners of her lips twitching a little as she smiled. "Okay, lady! Whatever you say~"
In the blink of an eye the little Tora had taken her knife out of her purse and lunged toward Cross' stomach with it. If her and Puff finished their fights around the same time the two of them could probably have their own little feast together, wouldn't that be nice?
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Post by Leanna Cross on Jun 20, 2012 23:19:44 GMT -5
As the two conversed Cross could hear the screams of Minori somewhere else in the house. Her eyes widened as she heard what sounded like the name Suda. "No... not Matsuda..." she whispered to herself. In the second before Hana attacked, Cross's eyes darkened as the anger bristled inside. She jumped back and to the side to escape Hana's attack. Within those quick seconds she reached down and grabbed her large hunting style knife from her strap on her leg. "Not so fast little Missy." she growled stalking to the side, far enough away from the blade but close enough to where she could attack.
"Let's get this over with shall we?" she asked as she swung her leg out to trip the girl.
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Post by Mikka Volkov on Jun 21, 2012 0:35:46 GMT -5
Trying to take advantage of the whole "two-against-one" part of their situation, Mikka darted towards Hana. She didn't take her straight on, knowing that was asking for a counter-attack. Instead the Russian darted to the side and around to her opponent's backside, anticipating her dodge to Cross's attack. The Ookami was more than confident in her and her comrade's ability to win the fight, but she would not take the psycho Tora lightly. This girl was like her, and Mikka herself was not the type to give anything less than her all in combat.
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Post by Hana Chizuko on Jun 21, 2012 1:25:09 GMT -5
Hana dodged Cross' attempt to trip her with ease, frowning a bit when Mikka got out of the way. The little Tora looked back over at the two and frowned a little, especially when she heard Big Brother yell from upstairs. That wasn't good, she KNEW that sound. He was FUN too, darn it!
With that she charged back toward the girls, and at the last moment slid down on the floor and took a stab or two at Mikka's ankles. If she couldn't walk, she couldn't fight as good, and she looked like she'd be harder to fight than Cross ANY day.
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Post by Mikka Volkov on Jun 21, 2012 1:31:46 GMT -5
Going for the ankles. That was predictable enough. Mikka jumped in the air, allowing the blade to pass under her feet. Her feet barely so much as brushed the ground before she swung a well-aimed kick at Hana's face. There was no messing around with the Russian, no petty hits. Straight for the head was the way to go. That or the diaphragm, but the face was easier with Hana's perfect position.
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Post by Hana Chizuko on Jun 21, 2012 1:47:59 GMT -5
Hana couldn't dodge the kick unfortunately, but if you knew the child you'd know it hardly did anything to really hurt her. Damage her body? Of course. But really HURT her? Not a chance. The brunette quickly hopped back to her feet after the kick, giggling a little more. "Oh, sweetie, did Cross tell you? I can't feel~!" she informed the silver haired woman cheerfully. Considering it was her face, she really couldn't see the damage that had been done, but if she couldn't feel it, she didn't care!
The brunette darted over at Cross, shoving the blade of her knife into the Kuma girl's side. She needed to get this over with so she could see what happened with Brother.
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Post by Leanna Cross on Jun 21, 2012 1:52:17 GMT -5
Cross grimaced and gasped as the knife pierced her side. She growled and grabbed Hana's arm with one hand, holding her to her side, and pushed her own knife into the girl's side, thrusting it up towards her diaphragm. "Mikka! Grab her!" She yelled, spots dancing in her eyes momentarily. She would not die from this little girl.
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Post by Mikka Volkov on Jun 21, 2012 1:58:11 GMT -5
Mikka didn't "grab" Hana per say, she didn't like getting that close to the people she was fighting. Such moves were too easy to manipulate to be dependable. Instead she swung the crowbar towards the Tora's chest, aiming for either the ribs or diaphragm, wherever the weapon landed. It would be tough to dodge but there was still a chance... So of course the Russian was already calculating her next move, running every scenario through her mind as she brought the crowbar down.
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Post by Hana Chizuko on Jun 21, 2012 2:28:32 GMT -5
Darn it, she had her! Hana wiggled a little to get free, but between the knife and the crowbar she was kinda cornered. She felt a tiny sting in her bones and her eyes widen. Was that... pain? Oh, it'd been so LONG since she'd felt that. It was little, but there nonetheless. Her next reaction was probably unexpected.
"Do it AGAIN~!!" Hana shrieked out suddenly. "One more time, please! I haven't felt that in YEARS!" She was at a loss as to why she was so excited for hurting of all things, but she didn't care! Was this how normal people felt things~?!
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Post by Mikka Volkov on Jun 21, 2012 2:36:41 GMT -5
Everything about Mikka- her face, her face, and especially her eyes- were cold. There was no mercy in her, no remorse, and certainly no guilt. Three words dropped from her lips, her voice as chilling as ice. "As you wish."
The Russian brought her arm up high, slamming the crowbar over Hana's head. As fun as the girl seemed, Mikka was in no mood for playing around. This mission was business, and so she would kill quickly and efficiently. A blow to the head would at least render her opponent immobile; it would be easy to finish things after that.
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Post by Leanna Cross on Jun 21, 2012 2:41:58 GMT -5
Cross dug the knife further into Hana's stomach, angling it further up. She released the girl's arm and peeled her now loose fingers off the blade that was still lodged into her side. The Kuma groaned and staggered back away from the psycho, jerking the knife out swiftly. "Finally feel the pain, eh Hana?" she asked coldly.
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