Aryanna Katashi
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Life isn't about finding yourself...Its about creating yourself...
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Post by Aryanna Katashi on May 3, 2012 21:19:38 GMT -6
So, she had managed to steal a bit of money from a couple of her latest victims while they laid on the ground bleeding and trying to figure out just what had happened to them. Not that she needed to steal, since her parents gave her any money she ever really asked for, but there was some sick joy to be found in spending the money that she got off those that she brought down. No point in trying to reason it or logic it out, she had a twisted mind and some of the more twisted things in life gave her amusement.
None the less, here she was at the mall. While most girls were shopping around for new dresses or shoes, Aryanna was on the hunt for a new, unique rosary to add to her collection. She had at least twenty of the damn things, including the one that currently dangled about her neck. Though this one, well it was by far the most expensive one she owned. Silver with genuine crystal, it was by far her favorite, though the solid black one she had at home with a blade hidden in the cross was a close second.
No, this time she wanted something a little more out there. She didn't care how strange it looked, just so long as it had the same basic theme that all rosaries had. Was she religious? Not by any means, but that did not mean she could not appreciate the beauty in the rosary's design.
Dressed in a simple black tank top with a pair of jeans and a pair of sneakers, she looked rather casual today. Of course, a few people were staring at her, given that her sunglasses were perched atop her head and those oddly colored eyes were all too visible. But she was used to that. Used to the stares, or the people that actually made a point to keep a distance from her. By this point, it was just natural.
Did it hurt? Deep down it did. To always be the freak, to know that no matter what you did, or how you presented yourself, every single person eventually still thought of you as some kind of freak in the back of their mind. Even the ones that pretended to care thought it, she had learned that the hard way as a child, and she had never forgotten. No, she wouldn't let it show, ever, that it bothered her and she wouldn't ever let anyone close again. Simple as that.
Turning the corner, her hand toyed with the cross that hung down over her chest, just above her stomach...those eyes glancing at the various stores, trying to find the one she wanted. A sudden collision of her shoulder into that of another person snapping her out of it though. "Whoops! Really should be more careful." Probably her fault, but whatever, she wasn't going to owe up to it.
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Post by Foxhound on May 6, 2012 18:45:54 GMT -6
Now what was Johnny doing here!?
Well I’ll tell you what Johnny was fucking doing there!
Johnny was there looking at shit!
What kind of shit do you ask!?
Well that’s none of your damn business.
As to why he was there, well those were his own personal reasons and all anyone needed to know was that he was there and that was that….Alright alright. All jokes aside now though! The truth was…being that he was new in town; Johnny was only doing what any respectable individual would be doing. He was scoping out his new environment. And so since that had been the case! It was only natural he would be at the mall! He hadn’t really come with any real intentions of buying anything he just figured he’d kill time and see what the good ol’ big apple had to offer.
It was said to be capital of uh…what? Commerce? The world? Well whatever, it was the capital of something or another but that didn’t really matter. What did matter was that being that it was a big city and all it had nice shit. And Johnny liked nice shit. He liked it so much that he sort of got a little too immersed in looking at all the nice shit the place had to offer. The bump came rather suddenly to him as the sudden shock caused him to instantly attempt to try and figure out what had caught him off guard. He wound back oh so slightly before quickly noticing that there wasn’t any threat of danger. Relaxing at the thought and playing off his rather apprehensive reaction, Johnny’s eyes quickly assessed what exactly he was dealing with.
The girl didn’t immediately apologize considering he hadn’t really been moving much…hell actually, he hadn’t really been moving at all! But that wasn’t really what bothered him. What really bothered him was the fact that she sounded like she was blaming him! Of course he might’ve misunderstood the girl since it WAS possible for her to be referring to herself yet her tone sort of hinted otherwise.
He wouldn’t let his annoyance seep through the pleasant mask he donned in front of her though. He smiled kindly at the girl before saying rather simply in the most toxic laced yet nicest sounding voice he could muster, “You know, when bumping into other people, NORMAL people usually say something along the lines of ‘sorry’.”
“Now comon! How about you try saying it with me!!!” Johnny continued with false enthusiasm as he spoke down to girl while trying to get her to follow along with him.
“Saaaaaawwwwwrrrr eeeeeeeeeee!” He said emphasizing the sounds. "See!? Easy right!?"
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Aryanna Katashi
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[M:2350]
Life isn't about finding yourself...Its about creating yourself...
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Post by Aryanna Katashi on May 11, 2012 14:07:05 GMT -6
She wasn't sure what he hoped to achieve by being a complete jackass, but she honestly didn't care. She wasn't going to apologize for something that was clearly not her fault, and if there had ever been a moment where the thought had crossed her mind, it was gone now thanks to the way in which he chose to address her. "Well, at least you know how talk. I have to admit I am rather surprised. I wasn't aware monkeys could talk." She shrugged, her lips pursing slightly as she shifted to press her hands to her hips.
She wasn't going to back down and be intimidated because some guy was bigger than her or because he had some kind of an attitude. Honestly, once you grew up in a orphanage in France, and had to deal with all those spiteful little boys and their snarky comments and tactics, you could handle just about anything some pig headed American boy had to throw your way.
"Oh, and so you know, your first mistake was assuming I was normal in any way what so ever." She shrugged. She might as well inform him where he went wrong, right? Perhaps then, next time, he wouldn't be so stupid as to make assumptions on people simply because he wanted everyone to be as mundane as he clearly was.
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Post by Foxhound on Nov 13, 2012 13:54:33 GMT -6
"Well, at least you know how talk. I have to admit I am rather surprised. I wasn't aware monkeys could talk."
“See? Now was that so har- wait wut?” Johnny began to voice before his brain caught up to the fact that the next words out the girl’s mouth hadn’t been the ones he’d been expecting to hear. Johnny shook his head oh so slightly as though he’d just been slapped as his eyes refocused themselves on the small girl before him. He arced a brow towards the girl as she took up a defiant stance before suppressing a small chuckle and donning a look that asked if she really wanted to go there.
"Oh, and so you know, your first mistake was assuming I was normal in any way what so ever."
Laughing softly once more, Johnny unfortunately couldn’t suppress the small smile that slowly made its way up to his face. He honestly couldn’t believe that this girl was seriously challenging him. He couldn’t even remember the last time someone even dared to do so! It was funny really! But alright, if she wanted a fight, she’d have one.
“They can’t…but maybe if you’d get out a little more in the world you would know that.” Johnny would state simply with a small shrug as he brushed aside her initial insult.
“As to you being abnormal though, well…at least that’s one thing you can readily admit. It’s tough for some people. Considering normal people have proper manners and whatnot, it’d be quite an insult to them if you tried to lump yourself in with them.”
“But still, let me be the first one to apologize though!” Johnny began honestly as his voice took on a tone of sympathy for the ‘unfortunate girl’ who was 'Special'. “I’m whole heartedly sorry that I assumed you were something you weren’t and also that you were not lucky enough to be ‘normal’ like everyone else. It really must be hard for you being 'Special'.”
Though his tone might have sounded sincere his face definitely gave away his true intentions. Throughout the whole thing, a small smug smile rested on Johnny’s lips. He honestly wasn’t one to sling around insults like this girl so haphazardly did and was instead the sort of person who implied things and left the interpretation up to the person. If the girl however wasn’t able to understand what he meant by everything he had said…well…perhaps maybe she really wasn’t ‘Normal’. =)
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Aryanna Katashi
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[M:2350]
Life isn't about finding yourself...Its about creating yourself...
Posts: 163
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Post by Aryanna Katashi on Nov 13, 2012 14:50:53 GMT -6
She would roll her eyes slightly as he began to speak. She could see where this was going and it was cute that he was trying to be all passive aggressive, but to be honest she wasn't in the mood. She had been having a semi good day....up until now and this was pushing on her last nerve. A little bored sigh passing her lips as she folded her arms across her chest and tilted her head to watch him as he continued to speak. "Are you done? Because I am busy." No, she wasn't going to even bother trying to argue...some people were just too stupid to be bothered with.
As for that apology. Yeah, not a snowball's chance in hell that was happening. Not that it was going to happen before all of this...but still....Had there been a sliver of a chance, it was gone now. She had to admit it was nice not to meet some meek, timid little boy who squeaked and ran off at the first sign of confrontation...but yeah, she wasn't a fan of being insulted, especially in a passive manner such as this. She was far more used to the outright insults...the ones that you knew were intended for you.
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Post by Foxhound on Nov 15, 2012 23:38:14 GMT -6
-Johnny used Verbal Assault!-
-It wasn’t very effective!-
Johnny watched the girl rather carefully as he looked to see if his words had any effect on her. The girl however merely rolled her eyes at him before crossing her arms tiredly across her chest as she gazed at him as though wondering if he was serious. The skepticism in her eyes said it all and the girl didn’t even need to ask him if he was ‘done yet’ because her mannerisms had already said it all. Still though, hearing the words come out of her mouth stung both his ego and his pride…
And well…being the man that he was…
He couldn’t exactly let that go. “Done?” Johnny questioned loudly as he raised a brow towards the petite offender. “You’re joking right? You asked if I was done? Seriously?”
“Do you really think I’d let you off just because you happen to be ‘busy’!?” Johnny asked the girl with feigned anger as he motioned to quickly grab the girl by the wrist to prevent her from escaping. He didn’t do it to start a fight however. He did it more so to scare the ‘cute little’ girl and intimidate her into listening. Course, if it did develop into a fight well…he’d cross that bridge when the time came. Seeing as how he didn’t want that however, he decided to ‘offer’ her an ‘opportunity’ to defuse the situation if she only said but two words.
“You’re not going anywhere.” Johnny stated warningly as he stared the girl down with glaring eyes that masked his true intentions. “Not at least until I get an ‘I’m Sorry’ out of you.”
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