Sakura Usagi
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Lady of the Southern Lands
Lady of the South/Kitsune Hanyou
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Post by Sakura Usagi on Jul 11, 2005 6:43:04 GMT -5
Hands pushed firmly in her pockets blue/green eyes sparkling the vixen walked through the park looking around at the few inhabitants and sighed. It had been a task to pry the little neko off of her but she had done it. She needed to.
Looking around again she sighed shaking her head turning her eyes skyward. 'Just what is it exactly that keeps me in this world?' she thought a soft sigh escaping her lips.
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Post by Phoenix Shinsei on Sept 5, 2005 16:45:10 GMT -5
"This is a first," a silky voice purred from the bough of a sakura tree that stood over the path the Kitsune Hanyou walked up. The lips the statement fell from were full a pale pink in color. The corners quirked upwards, mouth forming into a smirk as the being watched the girl with icy blue eyes. His irises were the palest of blue and looked deathly cold while his pupils, maroon and slit ted like a snakes, blazed with an unsatiable fire.
The male lay stretched out over his selected limb, head resting against the palm of his right hand and slightly tilted to one side while his free hand was draped over his narrow hips, hand hanging over the expanse of skin between his navel and his groin. His fingernails, or they looked to be such from a distance, were thick, claw-shaped, very sharp and glassy.
The nails of his right hand were currently threaded through his hair, a bright crimson and neon purple. His hair was styled into thick spikes that swept back and stuck up into a rooster tail. His bangs, though they barely brushed against his forehead, were pushed aside with his idle hand, the fingers expertly weaving through his thick silky locks as he ran them through. Satisfied that his bangs were no longer bothering him, he let his hand returned to it's idle position, drapped over his hip.
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Sakura Usagi
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Lady of the Southern Lands
Lady of the South/Kitsune Hanyou
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Post by Sakura Usagi on Sept 15, 2005 23:23:56 GMT -5
The vixen paused mid step growling it was a rare thing for her to not sense another even if she was thinking and it was starting to bother her. Icy gaze darting to the tree she held in another growl she didn't trust anyone especially since it was nearing full moon...and she would be human by then. But he didn't need to know that not now not ever. And with that thought she blocked off her mind making sure no one would get in.
The black gloved hands slid into the pockets of the leather jacket and the vixen watched him through narrowed blue eyes. The silver necklace stood out against her clothes the four pointed star pendant glittering in the light. This was the last thing she had stolen and she wasn't about to leave it anywhere. Not now not ever.
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Post by Kiyoshi Miyazuki on Sept 15, 2005 23:33:00 GMT -5
His mischievious purple eyes held a glint of amusement as he watched the vixen a small smirk playing at his lips. It was a rarity for a vixen to be here alone and in the presence of two males without her knowledge. Shaking his head he sighed. She was slipping he knew that. He knew the girl after all, Usagi Sakura one of Makai's greatest thieves and the Lady of the Southern lands. Impressive for a hanyou since very few achieved such status. Most only made it to a minumal level as a thief.
She was one of those who showed they had potental but it hadn't been reached yet. If only she hadn't made that stupid mistake she would still be in the Makai maybe with almost as much or more reconition that the spirit fox himself. Which would have been shocking. Brushing his bangs from his face as he leaned back in the tree watching her all the while keeping an eye on the other male out of the corner of his eye.
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Post by Phoenix Shinsei on Sept 16, 2005 3:58:34 GMT -5
"And then there were three," he whispered, gaze shifting from the Hanyou to the Youkai. Snorting softly, he pushed himself up into a sitting position, a slight frown replacing his smirk. "Foolish move little one," he murmured, refering to Sakura though he kept his gaze on the Youkai.
"Tell me, what is it that you foxes find so interesting in petty thievery? Is it the challenge?" He had vanished from the branch, leaving behind no scent, no trace of ki anywhere. When he next spoke, it was from behind the Kitsune Youkai, his voice smooth and even. "Or is there something more to it?" Mimicking the Kitsune's stance, he examined his nails, a look of disinterest on his pale face.
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