Raiha

[COLOR=royalblue][i]As soon as the kids and Valen reached the forest, they noticed a tallish sort of woman standing in a clearing, hair blowing freely in the wind. Another man was standing next to her, eyes glinting red. She turned and faced Valen, the sound of knuckles cracking...he gasped. The look she gave him was one of pure evil...and it seemed to penetrate his defenses...searing into his soul. The kids froze where they were standing. Eyes open wide, hands stretched in front of them defensivley. The woman was obviously a sorceress...the long robes and slanted eyes left him with little doubt. And the energy emenating from her body was enough to [/i] ????: Yes? Valen: .......who are you? ????: They call me Jaudiar. And this is my ...friend...Rajaah. Valen: What did you do to the children? Jaudiar: Oh I'm sorry...were they friends of yours? Valen: ...*grinds teeth* I should kill you now. Jaudiar: ...But you won't. Because we're not exactly here. [i]He opened his mouth, just in time to close it again. In a flash of blue light, the two were gone...leaving behind a single black rose, twined with a red center. Valen was about to turn around when the children next to him depetrified and began to speak again.....[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=seagreen]Abob: And about your clothes... Tarlain: I know, I know... [i]She sighed and pulled a tunic out of her backpack. With a quick movement, she pulled on the clothes and sighed....It covered waaaay too much skin.[/i] Abob: Nice. Tarlain: *groan* Why me. [i]The two grabbed the gear and left the security of the Idiot's Aray.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Lamelle: Oh hurt me. Beast: I seriously wonder why you hate this so much... Lamelle: ...we know why. Shadowcat: *giggle* [i]She burried her face in her hands, ignoring the teasing of the other team mates....[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=purple][i]Jaudiar picked at her nails idley, wishing she was somewhere besides the run down cafe in the heart of town. The newspaper in her lap was useless. Why did she need to read about what she already knew? The bounty was there....but she didn't really have the motivation to go and kill him. She sighed and rose to her feet. The newspaper slipped from her lap and landed on the floor. Then Jaudiar tossed her tip on the table and left, gaining two separate stares from hapless men...[/i] Biker: Hey cutie! Jaudiar: Mm? Biker: *makes obscene gesture* Jaudiar: Hahaha no. [i]His eyes hardened and he stood up, switchblade in hand. She automatically dropped to the ground in a side split, and swept her leg to one side, knocking him into the bar. Then she rose gracefully, as if she had done nothing more exciting than water a flowerbush.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Tarlain picked at her nails idley...waiting for any sign of movement.... Her implants were pulsing slightly...and she let them take over. In an instant, she was covered in metal, only her face and hair free... The air filled with a gentle ringing noise, then it was quite again.[/i] Abob: Do you really have to do that...? Tarlain: I didn't complain about the Mon Calamari...even though you really were hideous. Abob: Mhmm...whatever. Tarlain: *sigh* Fine! [i]The organic metal receeded back into his skin and left her with a normal humanoid look...except for the blue tinged skin and lips...[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=seagreen]Okay, Amen...CWB...-_- Anyways, I don't mind if it's here or there...I never posted in it. :D As far as I know, this is my first appearence in the Lounge for a long time now.[/COLOR]

[COLOr=seagreen]Exciting...I like the whole image as a poem thing! Very lovurley..... And the background was very good at adding itself to the whole "umpf" of the poem.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=seagreen]Tarlain: Not especially. You don't like my wardrobe. Abob: What wardrobe? Tarlain: This one? [i]She gestured to her metal covered body...which didn't do much to hide her figure. Abob snorted and rolled his eyes. She smiled and winked.[/i] Abob: Well then... Tarlain: I might as well....I don't have a ride to Tatooine. Abob: Did you ever consider using public transporation? Tarlain: They don't let people who look like prostitutes ride. Abob: I should've known....[/cOLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Tarlain hissed in irritation and grew her swords from her arms...in the same movement, she leapt upwards, preparing herself....Abob stepped back...she knew exactly what she was doing. With a swift downward slice and a deep throated scream, she slashed through "it"s head, decapitating it none too neatly. She landed on the ball of her right foot and retracted her swords.[/i] Abob: Lovely.... It: *gag* *snort* *death* Tarlain: Shall we? Abob: ...Sure. [i]She smiled and the two walked through the marketplace, leaving the disgusting monster behind...for the others to clean up.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]After several hours of steady ridding, she paused and smelled the air. Her vampiric senses combined with her Mageblood...forming a unique form of sight. Kite tossed his head and nickered softly. Jaudiar picked up the reins and nudged his left side. Kain's blood was within her range now.......and this knowledge excited her to no end.[/i] Kite: [i]Is he near?[/i] Jaudiar: Yes.....please continue.....[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Sarcasim is a word dear.....the act of being sarcastic. And as for your mistake...? Upto. 2 separate words... ~~~~~~~~~~[/COLOR] [COLOR=purple]Tarlain: If you'll excuse me, Kain. [i]He ignored her...and she calmly walked away...following Abob's path. As soon as she saw him, the sound of a rifle cracked...and the monster drew back.[/i] Abob:...... Tarlain: That is so disgusting.... Abob: Yes...it is. [i]Her next move was to grow her metallic implants across her chest and legs.....As soon as they had finished growing...the monster attacked again.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=seagreen]Lamelle: ...time travel....? Aw damn. Bobby: What's so bad with time travel? Lamelle: It's not only confusing....it's paradoxial. Jean: Yeah, but we have the interests of mankind to think about. Lamelle: *sigh* Okay fine! We'll save the stupid world, and as usual.... Cyclops: Get no credit at all. Of course! Jean: If we did, I would start getting worried.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]While we're on the subject of spell check...You might want to glance over to the part where you say, "[i]Pubic[/i] enemy number one." Pubic? As in...that area of our bodies that develops during adolescent years......? ~~~~~~~~~~[/COLOR] [COLOR=seagreen]Tarlain: Isn't it obvious? Abob: Is it? Kain: . ..... Tarlain: Dooku is a pawn in the hands of another, a servant...in the words of Kain... [i]She shot him a sideways look, clearly stating her own thoughts into his mind. Abob shrugged and they continued walking...[/i] Tarlain: Either way, it makes no difference. He's the one with the money, and since that's what makes this universe go round....we do our work with as little sarcasim as possible. End of story. [i]She continued on her way, ignoring the look Abob threw in her direction...[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=seagreen]So... _ On the first evening, A pebble falls down to the world from somewhere. So... _ On the second evening, The pebble's children hold hands and compose a waltz. Sound life So... _ On the third evening, The children of the waltz cause ripples on the face of the world. So... _ On the fourth evening, The children of the wave sprinkle the shore. Sound life So... _ On the fifth evening, Those shards strike the face of the world continuously. So... _ On the sixth evening, Those signals bring travellers together. Sound life So... _ On the seventh evening, A weightless ship races to the sky. So... _ On the eighth morning, A song from somewhere reaches my ears. Sound life Well then... _ A song that has recorded everything Echoes in a new sky. Sound life Sound life [/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Tarlain sighed inwardly....she knew Kain was right about the force, however, the way he put things was simply too much. She knew the extent of her obvious powers, but still had yet to tap into the subliminal energies granted to the women of Laporin.... She banished her thoughts to the left side of her brain and focused back on Count Dooku... True to the natural courtesy of her upbringing, she stood and did a slight curtsey. He nodded and bid them all to be seated. She sat down again, this time with her feet beneath the table...and folded her hands in front of her.[/i] Dooku: How is everyone? Kain: It's of no importance. Abob: *shrug* Tarlain: I'm fine, thank you. [i]Kain stifled a chuckle. As much as she tried, Tarlain could not hide her obvious distaste of the diplomat....although her farce was working quite well at deceiving him....[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Lethe: I'm not. ;) Demos: Then you should know I'm not either. Lethe: Did you ever consider taking a break from the whole "bad åss" image? Demos: Lemme think....no. Lethe: *sigh* That explains a good deal... [i]She reached over and flicked off the transmitter. Then she leaned back and watched the stars moving past her window....[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]The droid led them into a quiet side room, devoid of all but a table and some chairs. It bid them to wait patiently and left the room. Without preamble, Tarlain plopped down into a chair and put her bare feet up on the table.[/i] Abob: Still haven't decided to start wearing decent clothes I see.... Tarlain: They restrict my movement.... [i]He chuckled, and didn't comment further. But the bounty hunter did have a point. She was wearing something akin to a tankini and had her thick brown hair loose around her shoulders.....Tarlain chuckled and tested the point of her nails against the palm of her hand.....[/i] Abob: They don't seem to be very puncutal.... Tarlain: Ah well, as long as there's money involved, I won't complain. Abob: *snort* You mean as long as information will come with you spreading your legs...you won't complain. Tarlain: :p Kain: ...slut. Tarlain: And your point is? ~~~~~~~~~~~~`[/COLOR] [COLOR=purple]Let's all sit back and imagine that Kain joined us in the room now....-_-[/COLOR]

[COLOR=seagreen][i]Several minutes after Marrow's insult, the two were locked, eye to eye, faces dripping with both blood and sweat...The lighter and more flexible of the two was sitting on his chest, bones cutting into his neck.[/i] Marrow: Any final statements before your termination? Slab: *gag* ...gugh.... Marrow: I'm sorry, that doesn't check out....have a nice sleep. [i]Focusing all of her rage and aggression, she shoved downwards, body tensing up, hands clenching uncontrolablly. Slab struggeled, then died without a sound. She stood up and brushed the blood off her face. Then she turned around and ran over to Beast.[/i] Marrow: Arrigato. Beast: ...damnit.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Tarlain's eyes flickered. He was here at last. She shifted her position and smiled, showing the slightly feral teeth of the Laporins'.[/i] Abob: Something wrong? Tarlain: It's nothing....much. Random Bounty Hunter: They think she's a slut. Tarlain: *sigh* You just had to bring that up... Abob: Well, judging from your appearence...I'd say they're about right. Tarlain: Judging from your appearence, I'd say you're uglier than a stick.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=purple][i]Marrow felt the blood rising in her veins...red clouding her vision. She roared aloud and her bones shot out of her back, giving her whole body a sharpness about it....Then she ripped two unusually long bones out of her arms and hurled them at Slab's face.. He chuckled and stepped forward menacingly....She hissed through her teeth and tensed herself.[/i] Slab: You think you can handle this? Marrow: .....*flicks her finger at him* Sure. Come on then, unless you're al talk. Slab: *insert explicetive* Marrow: Bastard. Come on then! [i]He charged, but she leapt upwards, and jumped over his body, hands planted on his head. She landed on one foot, eyes sparking, bones retracting and extending themselves from her back. He cursed and glared at her.[/i] Marrow: Behave, or I'll remove your organs one by one...in alphabetical order.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Tarlain calmly clicked her nails together, ignoring several open stares....So what if she was wearing next to nothing....and she didn't have any visible weapons on her person? They would find out soon enough.....[/i] Travis: ....[i]slut.[/i] Tarlain: You've got something to say to me? Say it to my face. Travis: [i]Aw damn.[/i] It's nothing.... [i]Several of the bounty hunters around her chuckled and winked at eachother. He was in trouble now. Tarlain didn't push it...but she did give him a glare....a freezing sort. Not the kind that was viewed as positive....Then she turned and walked away, hair falling down in a waving sheaf of gold....[/i] Tarlain: You'd better watch who you insult. Travis.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]....... Name: Jaudiar Sevenstar Aliases: Hellcat Age: 28 Height: 5' 7" Build: Slender, strong for a woman her size. Occupation: Assassin/Bounty hunter Clothing: Predominantly black leather and silver jewelry. But if she has to go undercover, it's usually something that could've come out of Moulin Rouge. Hair colour and style: See avatar. Eye colour: Amber Weapons: Her body...generally. Genetic implants give her the power to cover parts herself in organic metal, or form weapons... Homeworld/town: Doesn't know. Background: She drifts around alot, raised on Mars by the head of a Mafia type guild, then cut loose into the world of the "woman assassin." She is self employed...as a murderer/all around bounty hunter. After a run in with another crimelord, she found herself implanted with certain genetic devices, manipulating her D.N.A. and giving her an alternate state of being...although it has it's drawbacks, Jaudiar is generally accepting of this changel; even though she gutted the one who did it to her. Misc. Data: Hitches rides when it's convenient, doesn't bother herself with appearances or reputations... Will spread legs..for information.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=seagreen]Excellent. Now I have somebody to be evil with.....hehehe[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Marrow: And as usual....I sit around...totally useless. [i]With the Sentinel threat momentarily removed, the X-men returned to the JEt and awaited their next orders.......[/i] ~~~~~~~~[/COLOR] [COLOR=purple]And Raiha sat around, wishing that somebody would enlighten her.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Oh whatever. I can never keep track. There are waaaay too many of us running around. We should really just simplifiy this thing! ~~~~~~~[/COLOR]