[hr] [hr] [center][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/ii8pCEO1Wlk6Ha8YzB/giphy.gif[/img][/center] [center] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=glaG64Ao7sM][color=EC3B83]𝓲𝓯[/color][color=EE4D8E] 𝓘[/color][color=EF5F9A] 𝓰𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓪[/color][color=F170A5] 𝓰𝓸[/color][color=F382B0] 𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓭[/color][color=F594BB] 𝓸𝓷[/color][color=F6A6C7] 𝓪[/color][color=F8B8D2] 𝓫𝓲𝓽𝓬𝓱,[/color][color=FACADD] 𝓘'𝓶𝓪[/color][color=FCDBE8] 𝓶𝓪𝓴𝓮[/color][color=FDEDF4] 𝓲𝓽[/color][color=FFFFFF] 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴[/color][color=FFFFFF] 𝓼𝓮𝔁𝔂[/color][/url] [/center] [color=d71564][right][sub]♀ ♀[/sub] [sub]ℳ𝒶𝓎 16 9:00 -> 9:47 𝒜ℳ[/sub] [sub]𝒢𝓎𝓂 -> 𝒯𝒽ℯ ℒℴ𝒻𝓉[/sub] [sub]ℐ𝓃𝓉ℯ𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 the order, herself, Leone, Milo and Roommates [@Altered Tundra][@TootsiePop][@NeoAJ][/sub] [sub]♀♀[/sub][/right][/color] [hr] [hr] [right][i][color=ec3b83] Fuck. This. Whole. Week.[/color][/i][/right] Each word added fuel to the punches thrown at the punching bag. The frustration from Khione was palpable as she bounced between her feet, breaths coming out in short exhales while she repeated the one, one, two, three combo as she circled the bag. Obviously, the week was a [i]long[/i] shot from being the worst out of all 1,147 weeks she’d been alive. Regardless of that, it was definitely getting up the ranks to be the most annoying. With her luck, the usually ample options of burning off that annoyance were limited to whooping the punching bags’ ass since her [i]favorite[/i] people were nowhere to be [i]fucking[/i] found. [right][i][color=ec3b83] They better both be dead.[/color][/i][/right] The thought of being avoided, whether purposeful or not, combined with the sound of her phone ringing was enough fuel for her to roundhouse kick a hole in the bag all while releasing a war cry of her pent up [s]sexual[/s] frustrations. [b] “Khione that was a bra-“[/b] [color=ec3b83] “Yeah, yeah, my bad. I’ll bring you the cash tonight after I’m off work.”[/color] The reply was as swift as her retreating form, the only other sound from her was a grunted ‘see you later’ to the owner before she pushed out of the glass doors. The phone rang again, this time the distinctive tone of a facetime call played and elicited a groan. [i] why couldn’t she have a morning to herself to throw a fit?[/i] Taking a deep breath to extinguish the annoyance that lingered she declined the facetime and answered a second after the phone rang for a normal call, [b][color=black] “Hello Oni, I thought you were going to ignore my call again.”[/color][/b] The familiar distortion feigned a hurt tone, but Khione knew better, even through the hard work of a program, she knew who was on the other end of the call. [color=ec3b83]“Yeah, I thought about it. What do [i]you[/i] want?”[/color] Khione replied in a well practiced tone that held just enough contempt to make her displeasure clear without crossing any lines. [i] She knew better than to cross those lines.[/i] [b][color=black] “Be cautious child… I’m simply just following up on our last discussion about those interesting people you keep in your company. Especially that human girl, oh what was her name, hmm… Natalia was it? The one who lost her family to the ‘Bonekeeper’?”[/color][/b] Khione’s brisk gait froze a moment receiving an irritated grunt from someone passing by her as their shoulder roughly hit her own. The mention of her roommates’ name usually wouldn’t have elicited this sort of response, but if the Order was inquiring about you, it rarely meant anything favorable. The last time she was brought up in the conversation it was for testing purposes, the Order wanted Khione to present the new recruit for their trials, but she wasn’t ready for that. [color=ec3b83]“I told you all last time that she’s not ready, we ha-“[/color] [b][color=black] “You have until July 8th to bring her to us or we issue a termination. That should be enough time for the [i]best[/i] of Genesis, no?”[/color][/b] There was a taunting quality to the distortion, they were testing her patience, and she wouldn’t feed into their games. Silence was her only answer, her feet moved against the cement again carrying her towards The Loft as the conversation changed from Natalia to the other hunters around the five boroughs. Khione navigated the conversation cautiously wanting to avoid the topic of a certain hunter who had been causing problems for her and barely contained a sigh of relief as the conversation was reaching its end. [b][color=black] “We will be forwarding some assignments, make sure one makes its way to Set, we’ll be checking in again. All for glory.”[/color][/b] [color=ec3b83]“Glory for all.”[/color] Khione’s reply was cut short as the line ended just as she faced the door to The Loft. For a moment she stood with her forehead pressed against the cool metal, the bustling of the street was relaxing for once, a welcomed distraction to the hot-headed girl. Slowly opening her eyes she glanced down at her phone going to her conversations, there was no way she was going to be able to keep the God of Destruction high and dry from the action any longer. [i]Of course they knew her game.[/i] [quote]To: [color=cc5500] [b]Pyscho[/b][/color] [color=ec3b83][b] Envy tonight 9pm, Platinum Room, wear something hot.[/b][/color][/quote] The gym was not going to cut it anymore, and as much as she hated texting the Zeno’s lap dog first, somethings were more important than her pride. [s][i] Sex was one of those things[/i][/s]. [quote]To: [color=683e3e][b]Asshole[/b][/color] [color=ec3b83][b]Did you finally go and die? Or are you avoiding me? We can’t be fuck ‘buddies’ without the fucking.[/b][/color][/quote] With that out of the way she slid her phone in the pocket of her shorts and entered into the only place she called home, making sure to announce her return to her [i]loving[/i] family’, [color=ec3b83] “DARLINGS IM HOMEEEE~“[/color]