A mysterious Master and Servant pair!?
Boring. That is what this all was. It was a complete and utter bore for someone of her talents. How that pious woman strictly enforced them only going out in the night time as if she could control her. Here she was bound by a simple rule to not go out during the daylight hours. Purely because of how much attention she would bring to them both. Good. She liked attention.
"You know I can hear your thoughts right...?" The voice was sharp and clear through The pale woman's skull as face's pale mouth curled down into a frown.
"Well I know you know that I can hear considering but did you really have to go on another tangent?" The feminine voice said in her mind with an obviously annoyed tone.
"Well, It's not my fault I was paired with the most cautious person this side of the world." The pale woman said aloud in an attempt to make the voice in her head feel just a little guilty in order to let her go outside and indulge herself.
"Being reckless is how you get caught, and getting caught is how you get people trying to take what you have. Do you really want some slimy individual getting a hold of your class card and using it for their personal purposes. At least I am trying to help you get your revenge." The voice shot back.
The pale woman slumped down in her seat with a rather audible sigh weighing her options for just a moment of if that would actually be worth it before finally deciding on a no. Most people wouldn't get such a sweet deal she had and most good people wouldn't pick up a class card have it willingly bond with them. The female whom's body she shared had been an example of the few good eggs in a whole rotten field of them.
"How sweet of you." The voice said inside her head with what the pale woman imagined to be a coy grin.
"I'd kill you if I wasn't going to end up killing myself!" The pale woman spat back with a scowl painted across her face as she got up to wonder to the kitchen still dressed in her pajamas due to her sheer laziness of refusing to change until it was time to go out.
She opened the fridge rather forcefully but the tough little box managed to only groan on its hinges instead of the door being ripped off. The woman's eyes scanned the contents of this little marvel of technology which made storing food so much easier then what it was back in her time. Though if this was a normal circumstance and she would be allowed to constantly have her install be active she wouldn't ever need to eat or drink to sustain herself but then again... The voice in her head wouldn't have it because of all the mana she'd give off.
Looks like the fridge is getting low. I might need you to buy groceries from the store. The female's voice mentioned through her mind.
"Well its going to have to wait." The pale woman said as she pulled out a plastic carton of milk as she opened it and chugged it down quickly, throwing the empty carton into the trash as she grabbed a cheese stick and started to chew on it. Closing the fridge behind her.
She headed back to the living room and slumped back into her chair as she began to think about recent events. The newspapers have proven to be relatively reliable sources of what was going on in the city. Front page news about beheadings being one of the things. Of course the pale woman herself would of never bothered doing such petty research and rather would of just have waited and see what happens and haphazardly stumble into her vengeance but the voice in her head had pretty adamant that analysis before engagements usually made the fight all the more fun. It was almost as if the voice had purposely worded the words that way to her to get her to agree but...
The recent events of beheading described as clean cut and unnaturally precise as if they were being done through automated means generally put it up to either being a servant at best or at worse a mage thus they did the research and started to figure out that he liked to hang around a certain area to dispense his justice. Lots of dead people required a lot of vengeance for them. The pale women couldn't have such a filthy pretender being the executioner of this place. That was a special job, her to be the judge jury and above all else the executioner for this entire city. The pale women finished her cheese stick as she sat there for a moment.
"Feeling better now that you've eaten? the disembodied voice inside her head asked.
"Marginally" The pale women responded as she slowly started to formulate how best to kill a man.
"Well, we know his general area so if we go scouting there then maybe you can find them and lecture him with your fists" The voice chimed cheerily in interrupting the pale woman's increasing dark thought process almost as if that was intentional in order to change the pale woman's thoughts from edging into something the girl within her mind didn't want to hear.
30 minutes or so later~ at 9:00pm
She got up and headed to the wardrobe in the master bedroom cracking her neck as she did so. Tonight was gonna be fun if she managed to find the guy, but at the very least it would be a way to stretch her legs, hone her technique and generally beat people up if they were doing questionable shit on the streets. She opened it up.
"Do you think shorts and a black zip up jacket is suitable enough?" She said aloud to ask the voice in her head.
"It'll give you manoeuvrability certainly but make sure to take one of the coats I don't need us to catch a horrible cold simply because you couldn't be bothered to put on a coat." The voice replied. Nodding in response to the voice the pale woman started to undress herself as she put on the outfit sliding into the soft cotton and nylon coverings. She lean't over to the mirror examining herself. it certainly looked good on her the dark colours working well with her pale complexion giving her that intimidating bad girl vibe.
Perfect~ she thought to herself,
"Agreed." The voice in her head added.
She strode out to the hallway a smug grin on her face. Oh this was gonna be so, so, so good she was almost going to burst from the excitement of being able to finally go outside for the first time since she got partnered with them. Them being the voice in her head. She started to pull on her treads, Nice thick sturdy boots that were perfect for cracking some skulls, tying the laces as she stood back up. She grabbed the purse near the door and put it into one of the zip-up coat pockets so that after she was done prowling she could get the groceries so the voice in her head didn't complain.
Unbolting the bolt that helped keep the front door of the apartment locked she turned the key in the lock as she opened it. Feeling the chill of the night air as she stepped out and locked the door behind her. Her lips curled into a smile. Free again and free to get to work. Oh she was brimming with glee
"Hold onto that excitement for when you actually find the guy." The feminine voice said cheerily.
"You bet I will" She retorted back to the voice as she hopped down the metal steps to reach the ground for before taking off at a light sprint down the streets in order to reach the area that the executioner guy loved to stalk.
12 hours Later
July 19th/Time: 9:00 AM
The black streets that she had gone out in had slowly but surely became lighter throughout the night and the early morn. It wasn't that she was annoyed but that she was damn well disappointed that she hadn't stumbled upon him at all during the night she was out. Certainly she had found his corpses but she hadn't found him because he had attacked on the other side of the area from her and had gotten away. It was just hellish. So she was just walking through the streets like regular ol' person eating a roll she had just purchased from a vendor and carrying a bag full of groceries she looked just like everyone else.
"Women if you had woken me just a few moments earlier we could of caught him." she said with a mouthful of her food in her mouth and rather rapidly the voice in her head spoke back as if it was slightly offended.
"I'm sorry I wasn't the one that was like '1 minute de plus'" the voice shot back as if it had been prepared for that very comment for a while.
"Oh shut it, a soldier needs her a rest and you know that." The pale women spoke back in response to the voice in her mind as she kept walking. Dipping into the side alleyways again on purpose in order to have a better chance of stumbling upon the filthy little justice dispenser so that she could give him what for. She could feel her entire pure dislike of the situation growing. She took another bite of her roll in a feeble attempt to calm her growing anger because shouldn't her enemies know that rising her ire was simply the same as asking for death and yet they did it anyway... The world truly was full of idiots.
Shiny Keldeo,
Pyromania99
