Sakura Tree Walkway

Akito was quiet for the moment, while hearing the other Neko talk and saying her name, after that he takes another bite of his pocky stick and swings his tail a bit more and then into a curl while looking back at the female. "Second female Neko here." He looks back up the tree, at the higher branches and thinks a bit that he feels like going higher in the tree and also he can get a better view around the Walkway. He decide to get off the branch he was in and climbs up to the next branch then after that, he climbs about two more, now being a bit higher and looks at the higher view of the Walkway on the Sakura tree and his ears twitch a bit to a petal falling on his ears and he twitch his right ear to move it away. "Maybe." He said about the female Neko asking if he likes the pocky, well enjoying it. He stood quiet again for another moment or so, hearing her name. "Akito is the name." He says, as he looks back a bit down to the female and wonders if she would climb up higher as well, he takes a smaller bit of his pocky stick as well.

Arianna smiles, hearing his name. She looks at him climb up and looks at the branch, and down. Seeing no one she climbs up to join him and wraps her skirt tightly around her legs, and on the branch. "I like the view." She said happily. She relaxes, looking down she notices how high up she is. Surprised, she looses her balance for a second, and stabilizes herself with her tail and hands. She sighs with relief after, not wanting to have fallen.

Akito finishes the other pocky stick he was eating and twitches his ears a bit, looking back at the female, seeing that she decide to climb high as well. He did almost saw her fall but she seems to balance herself and he looks back down for a moment, seeing they are pretty high but he's use to it and is use to being careful as well. He looks back at the view, seeing some more sakura pedals going around and seems to be thinking again for a moment. "It's okay." He says for the view and has been here more than a few times, alone most of the time and maybe with someone he knows. He then thought to ask the female Neko something."New here?" Not seeing her before he kind of knew she was new or at least she may have been around for a while, so he haven't seen her yet? He wasn't to sure but meeting another Neko, is always something he thought.

Arianna smiled. "Yes, well generally new. Not extremely, I've been here for a little while." She paused. "Why, do I seem new?" As in don't fit in or... She pushes the thought out of her mind, thinking herself crazy. "Are there many nekos here?" She asked curiously, not having met many but thinking it was because of her duration of time here. She adjusted her dress a bit, it having moved a bit due to the climb.

(Sorry if my wording is off, I can't seem to think tonight. And I had to leave 5 minutes before you posted.)

Akito looks back to the female. "I see." He then looks back at a tiny scar he has in his hand and moves his other hand on it for a moment, then after another moment, he moves his hand away and looks up higher the tree and sees that there's about two, well three more branches to the top of the tree. He would go more up in the tree and knows it be a better view, but doesn't and looks back away a little ahead. "Don't think there are much of us." He knows only about three others and now that makes four with the new Neko female. There might be some others but not like he would know and since he haven't met any other one for a long time. The older adult one was the last one he met but that was a while ago and two others are good friends he know, since he had moved here. He haven't seen the other two for a while, only one he seen a bit ago which is a male one by the name of Mori and who's a bit younger than him.

(It's fine.)

She nodded, listening. She pouted a bit, having had assumed there was more nekos than just her and a few people. Her tail, between her legs, having come here thinking it would be different than home. I guess not... She shrugged, realizing nothing would change, and she already knew how to deal with it. "Well, I guess that's not so bad. I already am used to it..." She said quietly, voicing her opinion.

(Crap, I just noticed that I never put it through. And I made you wait 6 days for something that should have been a few hours. To make sure I'd responded I check the topics I was watching in my profile, not thinking that my last post in this was the one to be edited. I haven't been in the best shape lately, and haven't been thinking... well. Honestly, I've had 5 migraines a week, can barely use a computer, and am just trying to deal with it as they are setting up appointments for me with specialists. It's been crazy lately, sorry. If you don't want to rp, and just want to quit here because I keep failing, I would understand. SOOO Sorry.)

Akito had his attention on looking at something a little more ahead, while his ears did twitched a bit to the female talking. Even though he just met the new, well new to him female Neko, he thought that maybe it should be about time that he leaves from here and go to another place or something. A few minutes did pass by as he still had his eyes at something a bit away and was staying quiet as well, he then gets up and thought now he have to go, so he grabs a hold of the high branch he's on and swings down into the ground, landing with no problems like a cat would and still quiet for a few more seconds. He then looks back to the female Neko but not tutning all the way around. "See you maybe later." Was about all he said to her and looks back ahead of him, and swings his tail side to side before he moves his hand in the air, as to saying bye then moves his hand back down and starts leaving out of the walkway.

(It's fine, I think letting the Rp end here is better, so no problem.)

A gentle breeze rocked the limbs of the trees. Petals barely clung to the trees on which they hung while others lay about on the ground, turned brown by rotting and people's feet trampling over the fallen blooms repeatedly. The moon, bright and shining overhead would have drawn any creature of the night to it's brightness.

This included the female walking along the path. She was shroud in a festive red dress that stopped just a few inches above her knee. Her skin was still somewhat tan, but seemed staunchly pale under the moonlight. Her long, brown tresses lay about her lower back in natural, messy curls. Her thick, black eyelashes fluttered in response to the bright light of the moon. A smile crossed her lips as she listened to the sounds of nature. Her teeth, though hidden by her soft, pink lips, were white and pearly. This included her enlogated canines, which we used for taking the life-blood from those whom she had bonded with. Her forest green gaze was cast sideways when she heard a humming that wasn't her. She chuckled quietly, just listening.

Unseen by others, the apparition of a sixteen year old girl walked beside the vampiric female. Said teenager had curly hair falling to her shoulders and eyes the same color as her chocolate brown hair. She was humming a song she had loved when she was alive. The tune reminded the youg girl that there was hope.

"You have a fine voice dear. Did you ever join your school choir?" the green eyed female asked, playing gently with the flower behind her ear.

"A-Ah? Thank you, M-Miss... I was never able to join the school play because of what happened... If I could change it..." the girl started.

"Oh, hush Hakura dear. Don't give me that. You're relieved, I can tell. Care to tell me why?" the elder female insisted, raising an eyebrow.

"Well... I-I know someone who's been in the same situation that I've been in for 3 years... So, I want to see him again..." the younger female, Hakura, said softly.

"Oh? That boy with the black hair? Darling, that boy died the same day you did..." the former detective reassured the young woman.

"Oh... Right..." the young woman replied, looking to the elder one for comfort.

The older brunette sighed, playing with her hair, "You must have really loved him..."

The younger blushed, saying nothing and walking on. The older sighed, leaning against a tree and reaching up to pick a blossom.

Mostly unseen in the tree sat a young girl, the moonlight making a silhouette visible of the girl's frame. She sat on a single branch, holding something close to herself. She soon dropped the item she held, though, a stuffed rabbit falling to the ground before something else fell after it, glimmering in the moon as light reflected off of it. Landing effortlessly into the rabbit was a large kitchen knife. One that had an elaborate design etched into it. Following behind the rabbit and knife was the girl. She slipped off of the branch, though instead of landing on her feet she landed on her front side, laying there for a moment.

She sat up, tilting her head some as she reached up to pull the few twigs that were caught in her somewhat curly black hair. She was now completely visible in the light as it reflected off of her sickly pale skin. When she finished pulling the twigs from her hair she reached out and picked up the rabbit, pulling the knife from it as well. Stabbing the knife into the ground she stood up, holding the rabbit against herself.

Her dress was blue and had an apron, on this apron were two pockets, each depicting a symbol. One looking to be a fancy four, the other an upside down female sign. Most noticeable on this apron, though, was the blood stains. The young girl's teal gaze stared at the ground as she held the rabbit, dark circles under her eyes to depict her lack of sleep. Also was the sloppily applied eye make-up, not making her look any more healthy.

A small gasp of fright reached the older female's ears and she looked over to her younger, more transparent companion. She sighed as the girl hid behind a tree. Her long, brunnette locks swished from side to side as she shook her head.The apparition was always more cowardly then the creature she accompanied.

A "thump" sounded and the vampiric female bent down to pick up the rabbit. Until she realized there was a knife in it. She eyed it curiously, gently removing the knife so as not to hurt herself or the rabbit. She looked up and saw a girl coming down front the tree.

Said girl was of a sickly pale shade of skin. The girl was very thin, looking as if she hadn't eaten in days. Her black hair seemed sort of thin. The Spanish female only thought of this by observing the way the girl picked the twigs out of her hair gingerly. She held the rabbit out to the girl, offering it back. She figured it had been hers; there was no one else around.

"Say, what's a young chica like you doing out here all alone?" the long haired brunette asked, tilting her head to the side.

The girl's clothing seemed raggedy and bloody. The former detective would have asked her what happened or even what was wrong. However, she also knew that people didn't always want to share everything.

Rosaline reached out and snatched the rabbit out of the woman's hands, her teal eyes hardly even looking at her before moving to the knife. She quickly bent down and reached her arm out to grasp her hand around it's handle before straightening back up. She cradled the rabbit against her chest, looking down at it's face as her right hand clutched tightly at the handle of the knife, causing her knuckles to whiten.

She stood still as she slowly began to rock back and forth with it, tilting her head some. She continued to rock her rabbit a bit longer before slowly lifting her gaze to the woman who stood in front of her. Rosaline took one step back away from the woman and looked back to the ground, beginning to speak quietly to the rabbit, though it was all nonsense, none of it matching with anything else she said.

(Oh, okay, no problem. I have to go to. KK Text me.)

Moxxi walked quietly down the walkway. She looked at all the snow and the trees that were covered in it. She couldn't help but crack a slight smile, and when she came to a stop she was in front of one of those trees. She reached a hand out and gently pressed it to the trunk. "Too bad you aren't around, sister. You'd have loved to see these when they were in bloom." She scowled then, feeling a bit angry with herself. She reached into a pocket and pulled out a lighter. She then pulled off one of her larger rings and lit the lighter, holding the flame to the metal. When it had heated up enough she pressed it into her bare thigh, the one without any tattoos and let out a small cry, though held it against the skin a moment as it burned its shape. After that she replaced the ring on her finger and returned the lighter to her pocket before taking out a knife. She flipped it open and lifted her shirt up above her naval. She took the knife and slowly cut into her stomach. She was cutting a name into it. She let out another small cry, but it slowly turned into a groan as she felt the pain and watched her blood drip from the knife and run down her stomach.

Tenma walks up at a somewhat rapid pace, it wasn;t quick enough to draw suspicion, but quick enough to get her somewhere fast. When the scent of burnt flesh and blood enter the air, she takes off at full speed; appearing almost as if out of nowhere in front of the girl. "You need a baby sitter" she muttered, taking the knife from the girl's hand. In a fluid motion she runs her tongue along the blade, tasting the blood that remained there. It was uncanny, there was no other explanation.