Innocence doesn't exist here

[Honey]

A figure with a silk white dress stood in what looked like an old battle field. The havoc wrecked here was recent. A light showed from her blood colored eyes. She looked innocent with her black hair falling to cover her back that was exposed from her halter top dress. A pair of black ballet flats on her dainty feet. Than a small smile crept up on her lips. A small chuckle escaped her lips until her smile fell flat.

"A strong magic user was here." She muttered under her breath. She clasped her hands behind her back and kicked a foot against the ground. "But I can't tell where he went. It's really to bad too. I wanted to spill his blood."

[Krad Zephyros]

The Kishin sat along the edge of a ridge along the jagged mountain. The light gray scarf along his neck billowed in the afternoon breeze like ghostly tendrils of a spirit long departed. He sat there and observed the battle that took place previously. He had been stalking the male witch for awhile now knowing that eventually someone from the academy would attack him. He just didn't think it would be this soon that such an event would take place. He remembered the conversation he had with the male Witch. "If someone for the academy does me harm then perhaps I will consider joining you, if only for revenge on that individual." Now that the first stone has been thrown, Krad can consider speaking with the witch once again, but for now, his attention fell upon the young looking girl who suddenly wandered on to the battlefield.

She looked like a reanimated porcelain doll walking about the landscape with her shadowy black hair whipping forth in the wind. Immediately Krad felt the inhuman presence from this girl, but when she spoke, he now knew she was nothing less for a good candidate for his army. [blue]"If you want to spill some blood so badly, maybe I can help you."[/blue] he called out to her from an upper level of the mountain. A flash of evil glinted across his ocean blue eyes as he looked down upon her.

Yes... she'll definitely do...

[Honey]

Honey's eyes lifted to look upon the man. She didn't bother with her little act. Her ivory fingers softly tapped on her thigh making the skirt of her dress so a little dance. The corner of lip twitched into a smirk. She could almost smell the sense of death coming from him. A small form of entertainment entranced her.

She lifted one ghostly pale finger to move a strand of hair from her face. The wind tugging softly at her dress. Her eyes scanned the man. "It's not polite to speak to a lady from so far away." She replied. What sounded like a laugh just barely escaped her mouth. She placed her hand on her hip, letting the other hang limply beside her.

She seemed so much smaller among the broken pillars of rock, and the scarred ground. Water puddles still littered the ground from the fight.

[Krad Zephyros]

When the woman spoke, Krad echoed the subtle laugh that barely escaped her voice. From her attitude, he knew that she could tell exactly how powerful he was, but even in the presence of all that power, she still wasn't afraid. He liked that. She seemed to impress him every other moment. Krad leaned forward slightly, allowing himself to slide down the mountainside on his taped leather black boots. The dust kicked up formed a path for his scarf sleeves to flutter with like wings.

Before reaching the bottom, he bounced off the side of the mountain and landed softly, only a few paces away from the short woman. his ocean blue hair arched like sharply curved sickles along the top of his head with one central spike curving down his face; its point ending at the bridge of his nose. Once he landed, he offered a gentle bow, took her delicate hand and placed a light kiss upon it. "My apologies," he started with a gentleman's tone. "The name's Krad. It is an honor to meet you, m'lady."

[Honey]

Honey's snake-like eyes watched him slide to the bottom. His scarf opening like wings behind him. It was an interesting sight as a man as powerful as he bowed to her and kissed her hand. His soft warm lips against her own cold glass-like skin almost made her flinch. She held it though. A soft smile twitching onto her lips. "I have many names, I'm sure that you haven't heard of any of them though." Her blood red eyes traveled from her hand to looking into his. "You may call me what you wish." Her voice was polite but lacked emotion. "Some know me as Honey, others know me as insanity." Honey told him. She took her hand from his and let it once again hang beside her. The wind flipping her black hair into a frenzy, and for few seconds hid her face form view.

[Krad Zephyros]

Krad almost laughed yet again at her comment. "All men are nothing but insanity in one way or another," he saysin a tone that mockingly shames any wise knight. "but I suppose that is a philosophy we are cursed to live with." With a grin, he allows his playful mood to scratch the surface of his mannerisms and he takes a casual side-step to align himself with the girl's right.

"Honey," he sings, "is such a sweet name." but then a sinister tone possesses his voice before he says with a grin. "How ironic." He could tell there was nothing sweet about this young-looking girl, if she could even be considered a girl. He liked her attitude though and thought that it'd be fun to play around with her a bit.

"So, Honey, how do you feel about spreading mass mayhem and planet-wide panic?" He asked with his arms slightly hidden beneath the wide sleeves of his scarf? "Because I think I can find some pretty fun things for you to do if you'd like. What do you think?"

[Honey]

Honey's head moved to look to her side. Her head tilting up. At that second her face the most innocent thing you could see. Her eyes were large and round, the light turning them hot pink. The tension from her face left. At that moment she looked like a young girl, who could never be happier with that grin on her face. For a second she looked like a normal human.

"That sounds like fun." Even her voice added to the effect, sweet gliding through the air. Warm and pleasing to the ears. Yet than it all shattered as her face fell flat. Her eyes like that of a snakes, and as red as blood.

"I'm not one to be used and thrown away though." She warned him. That was something that many of her old masters had died for.

[Krad Zephyros]

Krad liked it. He liked it so very much. Like a painter staring at a piece that brings forth sas, spunk and attitude in full force, his hungry gaze fixes upon the young looking girl. "I would never..." he said with a devious tone. Curling a finger beneath her chin and leaning his face intimately close to hers, he lets the Kishin within him flash through his countenance if only for a second and, like the devil signing an agreement, he adds, "unless you disappoint me, but I don't think we'll have that problem, now will we?"

They were like two hungry predators: a rogue lion and lioness meeting on the vast Serengeti. Each of them trying to court one another, yet at the same time wanting to show that if one made any wrong moves, they would be killed and eaten for food. It was almost savagely romantic how the chemistry of these two filled the air around them. "So, my dear Honey. Tell me about yourself."

[Honey]

Signing her soul to the devil. That's what Honey had done. His finger curled under her chin, his face so close to her she could smell his breath. What seemed like faint human emotions flickered in her head. It was almost annoying how that part of her never died. No matter how long she lived. "Of course not." Her voice barely higher than a whisper. The light played with her eyes turning them shades of pink, orange, and red.

She took a step back on her heel twirling around. The wind pushing her hair back and playing with her dress, opening it like a bell. "There isn't much about me to tell, you already know I'm not human. I'm just the personification of the insanity of the world. I'm more of an empty shell than a creature." It was a devilish truth that slipped of her tongue. " But there is always the story of my human life of how i became this way." She turned her head only slightly back. Her hair hiding her eyes and most of her face. Yet her lips seemed to be in a seductive smile with how the sunlight hit her. Maybe it was a trick, or the bloodlines of her mother showing through. Her mother who had been the personification of the sin Lust.

[Krad Zephyros]

It didn't seem like she was one to go into detail about herself even if you backed her in to a corner and forced her. No, Krad would not get information from her that easily. He would have to see her in action, not that he minded though. He wanted to see just what kind of tricks the supposed embodiment of insanity possessed.

The powers of insanity and madness can alter a person so much that they could possess a variety of random mutations. Now what type of mutations could those be for pure insanity. The first thought would be the ability to allow others see their own insanity. Krad made a mental note of that. He should probably avoid intense eye contact just in case. He also pondered the many other affects of insanity; possibly she could be a screamer. When he thought that a very sexual smirk spread across his face.

Another mental note.

He nodded to himself, then beckoned to the girl with a finger as he turned away. "Let's make our way, Honey." he says with a devious tone. "There's a quiet little village at the bottom of this mountain, and I feel like making a little noise."