Post by Deleted on Jun 3, 2013 23:20:41 GMT -5
She stood there, staring down at the man with a bored expression. Her long white hair moved around her, yet no wind blew in the room. He was nothing more then a boring man who brought her little pleasure, and very little enjoyment. At least she was willing to give him one final kiss.
She brushed her fingers against his cold cheek, a small smirk working on her face. "You look wonderful in red my dear." She purred, her voice sounding almost like wind chimes. Her pale blue eyes darted down to the man's exploded chest cavity, seeing the lungs that had popped open his body like a balloon. The rest of his body was nude from his attempt to bed her. A laughable thing really. No man got to touch her body. She would play, she would taunt, but she would never give any man her body or her heart.
Seiko wrapped her robe around her body and looked out the window, seeing the city below her. Such a beautiful place at night. The lights fifty stories below looked like glittering stars that had fallen from the heavens and were trapped down below. He nails raked across the window, her gaze cold. Pathetic. Every single one of them. Useless humans, every single one of them. Not a one could provide her with the entertainment that she so desired. Maybe she should go down and slaughter a few hundred. Maybe then someone worthy of her attention would come her way.
She took a step back, giving a slight wave of her hand. The glass shattered before her, raining shards down upon unsuspecting people down below. Seiko cared not for who got hurt. It mattered not to her who lived or died. Wrapping herself in her own wind, she walked out, letting gravity take over.
Down and down she fell, her robe flowing around her like silk on water. Yet instead of falling to her death, she slowed her decent, the wind stopping her three feet before she hit the down. She heard the gasp of a passerby, yet ignored them before she touched the ground and walked away from them.
"Isn't earth amazing dear Seiko?" Her mother once said to her as they sat upon a hill over looking a valley. "From now on, this is our home. We must treat it that way. Those Saiyans cannot reach us here and we can live happily. Wouldn't that be nice? Just live a quiet, peaceful life away from war."
She snorted at that. War would have been interesting. At least in war she could use her power and killed all those who stood before her. Ah that color of red would look beautiful running in streams around her feet. And if she found one of those Saiyans... She couldn't help the smirk on her face. Oh how she would love to meet one. Then, and only then would things get interesting. She would wrap him around her pretty little finger and make him sing for her.
Seiko stopped at a bar, humming softly to herself. Maybe she could go inside for a bit, find a new man, have him keep her entertained for a bit. Of course, just like the others he would be nothing more then a bloody heap on the floor. After all, they did bore her eventually.
She brushed her fingers against his cold cheek, a small smirk working on her face. "You look wonderful in red my dear." She purred, her voice sounding almost like wind chimes. Her pale blue eyes darted down to the man's exploded chest cavity, seeing the lungs that had popped open his body like a balloon. The rest of his body was nude from his attempt to bed her. A laughable thing really. No man got to touch her body. She would play, she would taunt, but she would never give any man her body or her heart.
Seiko wrapped her robe around her body and looked out the window, seeing the city below her. Such a beautiful place at night. The lights fifty stories below looked like glittering stars that had fallen from the heavens and were trapped down below. He nails raked across the window, her gaze cold. Pathetic. Every single one of them. Useless humans, every single one of them. Not a one could provide her with the entertainment that she so desired. Maybe she should go down and slaughter a few hundred. Maybe then someone worthy of her attention would come her way.
She took a step back, giving a slight wave of her hand. The glass shattered before her, raining shards down upon unsuspecting people down below. Seiko cared not for who got hurt. It mattered not to her who lived or died. Wrapping herself in her own wind, she walked out, letting gravity take over.
Down and down she fell, her robe flowing around her like silk on water. Yet instead of falling to her death, she slowed her decent, the wind stopping her three feet before she hit the down. She heard the gasp of a passerby, yet ignored them before she touched the ground and walked away from them.
"Isn't earth amazing dear Seiko?" Her mother once said to her as they sat upon a hill over looking a valley. "From now on, this is our home. We must treat it that way. Those Saiyans cannot reach us here and we can live happily. Wouldn't that be nice? Just live a quiet, peaceful life away from war."
She snorted at that. War would have been interesting. At least in war she could use her power and killed all those who stood before her. Ah that color of red would look beautiful running in streams around her feet. And if she found one of those Saiyans... She couldn't help the smirk on her face. Oh how she would love to meet one. Then, and only then would things get interesting. She would wrap him around her pretty little finger and make him sing for her.
Seiko stopped at a bar, humming softly to herself. Maybe she could go inside for a bit, find a new man, have him keep her entertained for a bit. Of course, just like the others he would be nothing more then a bloody heap on the floor. After all, they did bore her eventually.