How did I get here?! +OPEN~+

[Guest]

"This awkward silence makes me crazy. . ."

In truth, the fact that she had just practically drop kicked an Amestrian might have played a small factor in the crowd's stares. Some stared in an astounded daze, others glaring at Yuu -- As she kept her feet pressed firmly on his ribcage. From behind dark sunglasses, her red eyes peered, somewhat hatefully into the man's before her - for no apparent reason other that he was looking at her funny. From behind the long, silken ivory hair she peered, somewhat curiously at the staring crowd with a scowl. No, it wasn't the way he looked at her. In truth, it was the way he was shoving around a little girl; who's eyes looked tearfully into her own as she had glanced around. "You see that child over there..," Yuu gestured with a jerk of her head. "What age is she?"

The astounded man just stammered, and made no intelligible sense whatsoever. But, speaking in Ishvallan, it was clear that she was not going to get a half-decent response. Yuu heaved a heavy sigh, and kicked the man over; pulling her glasses from her face and dropping them beside the trembling man. "Watch your back."Yuu hissed, turning her head, to finally allow him to see her eyes. A slow, crooked smile pulled, and tugged the corners of her lips upwards at either corner - pushing laughter lines to crease the corner of her eyes. But rather than attempt to push her way through the crowd, the tiny Ishvallan knelt before the child, who's eyes grew wide, and in the depths, reflected a recognizable fear. But, it had taken her a while to notice, that the fear had be caused by none other than herself. With slow, deliberate movements, she began to force her way through the astounded crowd -- soon melding with the people of Central.

The crowd parted -- and ducking her head, from a few militants, she broke into a sprint; sandaled feet pounding against the pavement.

[Jay Furor]

Jay couldn't help but watch the scene and laugh. An Ishvallan girl kicking an Amestrian in the face for messing with a little girl. He was probably a pedophile or something anyways. The girl was speaking Ishvallen though, and Jay guessed she didn't speak Amestrian. Thanks, big time, to her military years. She'd been required to learn another language and she was the only one that chose Isvallan. No one else had cared about Ishval in general, let alone the language.

Jay saw the girl look into the eyes of the Amestrian girl. But she only saw fear, and ran away. Some dude nearby started to pull a knife and chase her. But Jay was faster. "Hey! Put that toy away or this won't be the last one!" He looked at Jay confused until she pulled a Desert Eagle and blew his hand off. Then she broke into a run after the Ishvallen girl, waving her gun back at the crowd as if daring them to follow. "Hey! Wait up! I want to help!" And Jay was now involved in yet another thing that probably didn't concern her at all. Well, she was an expert at getting into trouble, so I guess practice doesn't hurt. Right?

[Guest]

Anthony had watched the evenmt unfold in the crowd. He smirked for a moment it was slightly amusing on what heppened there. Things were quite interesting now, a small little girl drop kicking a random Amestrian man. Anthony stood at his 6.1 feet tall with his long sliver hair flwoing down into his face. He was wearing his leather outfit with a blood red overcoat which concealed a great many things in it and in its pockets. Including a Picture of his dead sister , two Desert Eagles some fake ID's with his many aliases on it , extra ammo clips Finally the current wanted poster of himself. He had pockets for each thing and he memorized where each was. His Desert eagles were more or less not in a pocket but just inside the hidden part. Which each bullet has transmutation circle carved in on them. He sighed and decided to follow another woan who was following the little girl. He figured that doing this would lead him to that girl, he wanted to talk to her for a moment about what just happened. They were both talking in Ishvallan. Good thing he learned to speak that language when he was a kid. See things do pay off in the end unlike what some people believe that things never pay off and are just big wastes of time. He began to follow them not stalker like just following.

[Guest]

"Stupid, stupid, stupid..."

Through gritted teeth, the small Ishvallan woman growled quietly to herself, as she continued to push, shove, and basically harass anyone who interfered with her somewhat difficult escape act. But would the child be okay? Or would that stupid ass go back to harassing the small child, for the sake of a few minutes of entertainment. Yuu caught the threatening gleam of silver appearing to her left, and more shouting in a foreign language she couldn't fully decipher. BOOM. Not only was the gleam gone, but a little bit of something landed in front of her, and stopping to gaze in awe at a little bloodied something on the floor. And now rigid with shock, she stared at what seemed to be the severed remains of a finger. More shouting, and heavy footsteps echoed from behind her, but Yuu's red eyes continued to stare at the finger. Stooping, she picked it up, and handed it to the bleeding man. "I believe, this might be yours..."

Yuu was completely oblivious to the fact that in the broken remains of his hand that was lying here, there and everywhere, has once held the knife, she turned; both hands glued firmly to her hips, and spoke to the pursuer. "What do you want? As I'm sure you can see, I'm in the middle of trying to escape right now." And to her shock, her red eyes noted another Amestrian tagging along behind this other woman. "Oh for christ's sake! Look, if you're gonna beat me, do it already. I have other things I'd rather be doing."

[Jay Furor]

Jay sighed, slightly frustrated. "I'm not going to beat you. I saw you with the girl, and some ugly freak was gonna knife you. See? Jay gestured back to the man with the bloody hand, a knife still clutched in his severed hand. Jay then saw the man following them. She fired at his feet to slow him down, before speeding up a bit, nudging the Ishvallen girl forwards as she ran. Great, they were being chased now! Why did she have to get herself in so much trouble? Gah, well she was stuck with the trouble now. Now to shake the guy. She grabbed for the girl's arm, and turned sharply to the right, aiming into a crowded alley, full of dumpsters and trash. She was aiming to escape from the pursuer and anyone else through the back alleys of Central. She knew them like the back of her hands. "Come on! Follow me!" If she would accomplish anything, she would get this girl away from this stalker. Who knows what he would do if he caught her?

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