[color=fff200][h1] The Alternative[/h1][/color]
[color=bc8dbf][right][h2] Kijo Kokorensin[/h2][/right][/color]



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Kijo would move slowly too grab at the gun, only for a vine too reach out of apparently no where grabbing it and quickly retreating back too where it belonged. Staring too the tiki-esque creature, who lay decorated across the man’s shoulders, Kijo’s emerald eyes would glance too The Outsider. This man knew far more than she did, and Kijo [u]greatly[/u] disliked not knowing...well anything.The Stand? Her eyes would go over the seraphim-like form of  The Outsider. “Too be honest, I always thought it was an angel, i mean.. it does fit the appearance.” She would continue too grip at her bleeding shoulder as she would stare too the fully formed creature. 

So, you were a Stand.... her eyes would stare too the creature.  The ivory feathers always confused her, she could never decide if The Outsider had been a harpy, an angel, but now, it was nothing she could imagine. Well, it wasn’t the craziest theory she heard, but it was still something.. and something was alot more than the whole lot of nothing she knew about it. Glancing too the gun, as she would hear it slowly shatter, she would raise an eyebrow. She didn’t care much for those weapons really, not as personal as she liked battles too be. 

Kijo actually, didn’t really like battles- which was why she always opted too run, but a cornered animal is an animal at it’s fiercest, and the thug had learned that the hard way.  The thought would cause her too pause, as she would hold out her hand. The Outsider would be quick, those with a skilled eye would easily see that creature’s movements, but within a blink of an eye the seed and the gun had been in the palm of her hands.The Outsider wouldn’t have done it if it didn’t think it was a good idea, and too be honest- this creature’s intuition was probably why she was still around. 

Giving a soft sigh, she would look too the seed before resting  The Outsider however, she knew would be prepared too strike if she needed it. Glancing between the two, she’d give a soft sigh. [color=bc8dbf]“I am Kijo, and my fine winged friend over there, is The Outsider. If I may ask, what do i do with the seed now, eat it? Plant it in the ground-grow a [i]tree[/i] with it?” [/color]she would raise an eyebrow as a smirk would grow on her face. 


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