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[bloodylances.livejournal.com]

[ What do you mean the mundane has no varieties she does but she missed this okay. B|

There's a woman around, with very similar dreads and cornrows in the style that the Beast, Belle, Sora and Company should be very familiar about. There was even that strange aura if one can feel it. There was a very, very obvious difference, though:

She's shorter than the other Lancer. No sideburns. Still a manipulative bitch at heart, or should it be said... no heart. A lance at hand, she sent it to what seemed like a target on the ceiling --

This was practice. III didn't want to get rusty, after all. ]



[ ooc; Journal change to a better name, so from now on bloodylances → downbursts ]

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[bloodylances.livejournal.com]

[ By the time he backtracks, three targets are down. Whew.

-- Oh, a comrade in arms. Male, but still. ]

Vexen.

[ She has no idea about the Jekyll and Hyde mode, and thinks it's a regular, high-rank Nobody. Thus, she is quite calm. ]

[snapfrost.livejournal.com]

[And also fairly casually dressed. Without meeting a normal male version the most obvious point of the height difference isn't too obvious but big grin, not so human teeth.]
Nyes~

[bloodylances.livejournal.com]

[ She raises an eyebrow, taking a note of this man's differences than the usual -- what very sharp teeth you have there, IV. Cue in a sort of authority voice: ]

Is there something I can help you with, or not?

[snapfrost.livejournal.com]

Maybe.
[why yes, before you ask, we are quite sure your eyes are down here.]

[bloodylances.livejournal.com]

[ MY EYES ARE -- hmph. Xaldin turns the other way, so all you get is a sideview portrait. ]

Is it important? Because you can go on ahead to your laboratory if it's not.

[snapfrost.livejournal.com]

You've got me confused with my other half, I'm the fun one.

[bloodylances.livejournal.com]

[ Okay, you've caught her attention about the implication of other halves -- multiple personality disorder? She looks at Vexen, but doesn't turn her body. ]

The 'fun' one? Perhaps you can elaborate for me.

[snapfrost.livejournal.com]

[There's a little debate of how to respond to that one but figures some lead up before any games would be best, impatient knob though he is]
Saying I'm mister Hyde usually explains it.

[bloodylances.livejournal.com]

[ You know, she read that story, but it's a little hard to believe. Rather... unexpected, even though she should have. She glances at his form once more. ]

Then Hyde it is.

[ A pause. ] I assume your own Xaldin is male as well, or is Dilan his name?

[snapfrost.livejournal.com]

Dilan, male, dead or hospitalised as far as I know I get a bit fuzzy on the details.

[bloodylances.livejournal.com]

[ IMMEDIATE CAUTION MODE IS ON. ]

However did that happen, I ask you.

[snapfrost.livejournal.com]

I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti.
[not really but he loves quoting films he's watched while he's been strapped down for research/making sure no one else geter mauled]

[bloodylances.livejournal.com]

[ -- And her decision is final. God, dressing room, why do you send the crazies to her. She waves her hand, as if dismissing him. ]

You may go.

[snapfrost.livejournal.com]

[oh hurumph, spoil his fun will you]
Fine.

[leaves]
...
[no wait, with that ever annoying 'behind you'trick, a quick grope for the road so he can at least find out if he guessed right]

[bloodylances.livejournal.com]

[ ASDFG LET GO OF HER CHEST YOU CREEP (how ironic) -- Xaldin froze for a moment. Unlike her male self, it wasn't her arse that was groped. it was her chest. A hell of a lot more sensitive.

So, she sends her head backwards to hit Vexen's face with that terrible bun of dreads. Very. Hard. ]

[snapfrost.livejournal.com]

[ow, his nose. The unfortunate side affect is this makes him dig in those talons masqurading as finger nails but he does let go quickly enough, if only to fix his nose so Even deals with the consequences.]

[bloodylances.livejournal.com]

[ III yelled a shrilly scream as she felt those sharp nails dig down through her clothes and -- augh fuck fuck fuck get them off her. Six lances immediately appear, one being sent to Vexen's arms in attempt to slice them off if they don't let go. ]

[snapfrost.livejournal.com]

[well he already let go but totally ready to book it if a lance goes for him anyway]

[bloodylances.livejournal.com]

[ See icon for current position. Six floating weapons were pointed at Even, although they look at if they were just idle in the wind. Her chest -- fuck you, good sir. She turned towards Hyde, very much glaring at him. ]

Never do that ever again. Nngh --

[snapfrost.livejournal.com]

[looking so very, very smug]

[bloodylances.livejournal.com]

[ The glare stays pretty much forever and a day. ]

What are you so joyous about?

[snapfrost.livejournal.com]

your male counter part doesn't react that much
[may as well be truthful, he's just looking to start a fight though mmmm, tits are a bonus]

[bloodylances.livejournal.com]

Perhaps you simply held him in the wrong place.

[ It was getting a bit windy. It's because -- are her wounds healing? -- III decided to cast white wind. (And since technically it heals only half of what's worth, there'd still be some marks of those inflicted wounds on her chest.)

She's better than a while ago now, though. ]

[snapfrost.livejournal.com]

Possible, but I have to wonder when someone doesn't respond that much to their arm being eaten either.

[bloodylances.livejournal.com]

How did he taste?