The Earth Mother Meets the Concrete Jungle [Open]

Yukina slowly awoke, and quickly took in her surroundings. She was having a wonderful dream about her contact with the mystical cat, but now she was suddenly in a metal tube in the sky. It seemed that they had hit a bit of turbulence that woke her from her slumber, and so she yawned a deep yawn, stretching out in her first class seat, she was able to do so because she was the only one in her aisle. First class was comfy, but her wealth was severely cut as soon as she landed in America, simply because she would be put on a spending limit, which slightly annoyed her. but, she came prepared, and checked 2 bags of her clothing and other effects while she was there and had her funds, so she was fine with that. It seemed that the turbulence subsided, and they would be landing soon, so that was fine. She had a limo driver waiting for her at the airport, and the plane landed, so she simply walked out with her one rolling carry on bag, dignified into the airport, and quickly found the sort of hispanic looking limo driver that had a sign that held her surname written on it. She had heard that America was a mixing pot, so she would get to see a lot of different races here.

As she was driving towards her new apartment, she sort of already knew that it wasn't as luxurious as she wanted it, and she knew that if she was a male, she would have stayed in the most expensive hotel in New York for however long she wanted, ordered room service everyday, and they would have motioned for diplomatic immunity. Oh well, it seemed that she was stuck in an average apartment and she would get to meet a few interesting people. Her limo driver was called to a halt by her at a local store, and it was a simple grocer, as she had yet to even see the apartment she was staying at, so she needed food. She came back with an abundance of sweets mostly, and of course the essential foods along with vitamins for sustained living, but she could grow her own food, so it didn't really matter to her, and so she only bought a bunch of sweets and meat.

After the limo dropped her and all of her stuff at the relatively small apartment building, it seemed that her parents had a bit of faith in her, as the room that she got had a pretty large back yard area on the first floor, so she could have room to garden, which was her pretend hobby when her parents were around. Well, this was going to be fun, and soon America would witness the grand overgrowth, but first she would need to refine her abilities. She decided to go for a walk, and eventually she ran into undesirables, as most people did in New York. Two punks stopped her when she was by herself, and one of them had a knife. "Hey sweety, you look like you could spare a few dimes. And by could, I mean you're going to." His New York accent was rather thick, and the other guy cracked his knuckles. With all the talk of the supernatural going on, she was expecting some sort of superhero character to come save her, so she simply started to back up slightly, although the expression on her face never changed.

The girl would get what she wished for..but the "hero" that arrived was hardly a hero. The two thugs, being so focused on her, would be unsuspecting of the orange and yellow blur that appeared out of nowhere, smashing into them both and sending them flying back into a wall at high speeds, within an alley way. Throughout this, the blur continued its movement, not allowing the naked eye to get a good look at it. Like it had appeared, it suddenly disappeared around the corner, only to reappear back on the other side of the sidewalk where it originally came from, as though it was heading back. Skidding to a stop, the figure would finally be seen as a hooded individual wearing red shades and a hoodie with a red, orange, and yellow design. She was obviously a fan of a certain super hero, as her color scheme followed his exactly. Without looking at the girl she 'saved' the disguised figure would move to the two knocked out thugs and would begin to search their pockets while signing a tone under their breath.

"~Fell in love again, what am I gonna tell my friends? It just happened, you walked in my door and now I don't wanna be alone no more~" The figure continued her singing, as she went through the wallets of the two losers and removed all their cash. "~Oops I done it, told you how I feel, I just hope this time that our love is real~" She'd begin to hum the rest of the song, while slipping the money in her pockets. With the flick of her wrist, she sent the wallets aside and tilted her head looking at the two. "Thanks for the allowance. Next time, carry more on you. Pathetic swine." The speedster would press her hands against her knees to stand up. Crossing her arms over her chest, she'd begin to count in her head and add up the total amount of money she had gotten for the day. It wasn't enough to get an amazing room at some fat cat hotel, but it was good enough to get her off the streets for the night. Sleeping was the only time she was as fast as everyone else..It was when she was vulnerable. "Tch..Still need more.."

Ability:

It seemed that what Yukina wanted to happen would, as a sudden colored blur would hit the two men and knock then into a wall, and they would lie still, being knocked out. This would normally bring a smile to someone's face, and perhaps even a 'ohmagosh you saved me' from other people, but Yukina was simply excited to see another super powered person. She wore her same nonchalant demeanor, and of course her face was emotionless. Yukina was even more surprised when it appeared that a costumed woman would reappear around the corner, in the same color scheme is the blur before, so of course this was the source of the speed. She was pretty strange looking, but then again most of the costumed people were going to look a bit strange, especially when talking about the strange people coming out of Japan.

As the person was looting the muggers' wallets, Yukina simply stood there and stared. It seemed that they didn't have enough money on them for her taste, and this meant that she might try to mug Yukina, which would be bad considering how fast she was. Well, if so it couldn't be helped, and she would have to defend herself. Until then, Yukina would simply wave towards the person, and it seemed very robotic. There was no emotion in the wave, but then again she didn't like to show those at all in her mannerisms. Yukina wanted to thank the person for helping her, and it seemed that she wanted money, so she pulled out her little walrus shaped purse, and then opened the walrus' mouth, revealing money. She had American dollor bills from the airport conversion center, so she would hand her a bit of money.

She was wealthy, so the 'bit' of money to her might be more to other people, depending. "Thank you." would escape Yukina's lips, but that was it.

Tara turned to see the girl pull out some kind of pocket book. Was she going to pay her off for what she had done? The disguised Tara would let a smile spread on her lips as the other closed the distance. "Oh Mam you're so thoughtful." She held up her hand to give the money to Tara, and in a blur the hooded female would grab her entire pocket book instead of the money in her hand, before taking a super fast step backwards. "You must be pretty loaded. I hope you don't mind me boosting your cards to get a room for the night." The Speedster would slip the girl's pocket book into her pocket before disappearing in a blur, and reappearing on the fire escape ladder a few meters behind her. "I'm sure you'll understand now that you can't trust everyone in New York City, huh?" Giving one final salute, Tara would give a smirk. "Smell ya later!" And like that, she shot up the side of the ladder and then ran up the series of metal steps to head to the rooftop of the building. Once making it, she'd slide to a stop and let out a series of giggles. "Man these people are dumb in this city. Maybe I should never leave and just build up my finances." She'd reach into her pocket to begin counting the money she stole from the losers, and then would remove the pocket book to dump the contents onto the rooftop. It was hard being a thief..Well not that hard for her. It was actually pretty damn easy when most of the world moved in slow motion to her.

It seemed instead of the money that she was willing to give to the woman, she would take her entire purse instead and blur off with it. Well, oh well, she had more, and as to the "cards" the person referred to, she didn't have a bank account here, and didn't carry credit cards on her, so she didn't know what she was talking about. Maybe the New Yorkers called cash cards for some reason, it might be a cultural thing perhaps. The emotionless stare towards the woman as she made her way up the ladder and started saying that you couldn't trust anyone here in New York, was a bit strange. While it was true that there were many thieves and pick pockets in New York, there were most likely a lot of good people too. So it seemed that the girl was just going to take her stuff and run, like she was good at, but it was fine. Yukina was now aware of her powers, while she had no idea what Yukina could do. Plus, she would be easily tracked as long as she was in that suit, and so Yukina would let it be for now. Even though it would be fun to destroy the supports of the ladder so that she was free falling, and then sandwich her in between the concrete buildings, she decided against that, because she was trying to make friends, not enemies.

Yukina would simply put the rest of her cash in her kimono pocket and walk away back towards her home.

[exit I guess]

S had taken a train indeed, he turned a corner after examining his own wallet. Not a stolen wallet likle he imagined the theives of this city had. His was simply picked up. A man in DC had seem him rounding a corner, about shit himself while screaming and ran. What in all heck was that about? He didn't know. But that mans wallet, which he accidently dropped while running, had paid for his train ride here. What was left? He didn't know. He rounded another corner, his lost and found wallet out, he shut it and carried it in his hand. His pet dog was behind him, as always. It was in it's un-rotten state, looking like a alaskan husky and wolf mated. The problem with it's full body gray, silver, white, etc. fur, was that it had 2 extra limbs. It had human arm like limbs coming from it's back, two bone white scythes protruding from him, making it look like someone tried to fuse a wolf and some kind of fantasy being, perhaps a manticore? It was clean, groomed, and to S, beautiful, but other people stared, and hurried out of the way, turning corners, as if not wanting to be on the same street with him. The other sidewalk across the road full of people gawking at both his, and the wolf's, freakish apprentice. Someone passed out half an hour ago, many streets back. He had heard someone shout, guessing he was some sort of grim reaper made real, the scythe with it's blade folded on his back probably helped. But his dark grey look, covered in stitches and waht exposed skin he had, his neck, head, and face, was the white pallor of the dead. He had long since removed his scythe, it was at a cheap hotel roof several blocks away, he had flown up there and stored it in a hard to spot place. But he couldn't just "put up" his beloved wolf's weapons. After all, they were anatomical parts of his body now. Fortunately, no one would gues that the wolf was undead, it was so perfectly un-decayed it looked live, but wasn't of course. It walked around him, flexing it's scythe like extensions, making people go white as a ghost before they hastile walked away. He could swear he once heard someone shout something along the lines of "Call shield! We've got a lunatic roaming the cities, get shield!" To be hoenst, he had little idea what they were, other than some kind of super police force. He would hazard a guess and say they were probably the ones that kept the super people in line. Either way, he had other things to worry about.

He unfolded his wings, pulling them out of his body, where they were invisible, and he flapped them, stretching them. They seem to just materialize and de-materialize out of his body at will. He got closer, and took note of someone in a costume. He had to wonder why people wore costumes. At any rate, the muggers looked unconscious. He guessed that was waht they were. They looked scruffy and out of cash. Then again, you ever could tell. This costumed lady might have just punched out some poor homeless people for no reason. Either way, he examined the scene as the woman tried to leave and the woman blurred off with something in her hand. "You okay? anything I can do? Who was that weird costumed girl?" His voice was off in tone. His voice resembled his looks, and made it clear, he wasn't human at all.

(I know Chronas is going to try and stop your exit, hence why I talked to you Keita)

As she went through the girl's possessions, only a look of annoyance would come across her face. There wasn't anything she could use to continuously leech off her. Instead of getting angry, she had a better idea..If she was walking around with so much cash, her home was probably stacked full of things to steal. Walking to the edge of the rooftop, she'd look down to get a bead on the woman she had just stolen from..It didn't take long to spot her, but some weird..person? Some weird person was now speaking to her..Within a second, the speedster took off from off the building and ran back down to stop about four meters behind the girl. The odd man would easily be able to see her appear, even though she was a blur until stopping, but the other girl would need to turn around. "You should have told me you didn't have crap in this pocket book. What kind of woman are you that you don't thank your hero legitly?" The girl would cross her arms before looking towards the odd looking fellow. She couldn't help but take a small step back, simply because of his abnormal appearance. "..Halloween is a ways away. So why are you dressed like the crypt keeper?" The Super Speedster would shoot forward in a blur to stop directly beside the male. Her hand was to her chin, as her eyes behind her shades were scanning him up and down. "It's a really good costume..You don't even look human." Tara nodded to herself before turning to look at the wolf that apparently accompanied him. "Even your pet looks..strange." As she spoke, she would kneel down and tilt her head while examining the strange beast. A few seconds would pass before she'd pop back up to her feet and look towards the two. "Anyway, finish paying up. My services aren't free you know?"

Even though it seemed Yukina was the center of attention that night, she had yet to say a word, as she liked to remain quiet sometimes, simply to see how things played out. The girl obviously disliked that there was nothing much in the purse, minus simply money, as she came back. Before that though, a strange winged man decided to pop in and ask if she was ok. Well, this was obviously strange, considering this man looked like a bringer of death, not one who would ask if someone was okay, but to each their own. She didn't get to choose her powers, so maybe he didn't get to either. As Yukina listened to the man, she simply shook her head no. There was nothing he could do against a speedster that was already long gone, but of course before she could say anything, the speedster was back, asking for more money. Yukina simply sighed as they seemed to forget about her, and she simply started to walk off. The strangely quiet nature of someone who was just mugged twice would probably make them think something strange was up. For all they know, she couldn't talk, as she didn't make a sound throughout the whole area, even when the original two muggers were afoot. She didn't really want to reveal her abilities, and yet she got knowledge of two supers now. One had a very strange, rotted looking familiar and wings, while the other could use super speed. Whether or not they would allow her to leave quietly(probably not), she got some pretty good information.

Costume? Why was she on about a costume? She was the weirdo wearing funky clothing running around making herself obvious. His pet, didn't much care for being investigated by random people, let alone weirdos in costumes calling it strange. His rather scarey looking dog walked over and sniffed the muggers. They were still alive S reckoned. But it didn't take much to put 2 and 2 together. This lady seemed to have plenty of cash, this other girl had just said something along the lines of "finish paying me" or some such. It didn't take anyone too smart to figure out that the woman in the dark dress had probably been getting mugged. And it seemed this woman in the bright colored hoodie and whatnot was charging for doing such a thing. Put that together with the woman coming back, and the woman was damn near mugging this lady herself. The wallets thrown back over the muggers indicated that she had mugged the muggers as well. "I recommend you head elsewhere, for it seems even those who save people simple turn back on the victims." Why was S being nice? Despite his looks, despite his powers, he was here to do good to the world. No one the souls of the dead cry out. Even the saviors area criminal swine" It wasn't said at anyone, but in a hushed voice, talking to himself. How many dead cried out, hating the wars and strife, hating the miserable lives the living lived, wanting better for their relatives who were still alive. He had answered those calls, weak though the transitition fromt he underworld to the living world had made him. He had once been far stronger, but in the crossing, found his powers didn't work as well here. And for now, he was msotly stuck relearning them. His hand on the wolves head contracted slightly. He was angered. His wings beat a bit, pulling him slightly into the air. Hopefully this would at least have the side effect of proving it was no costume. The dogs head under his hand slowly started decaying, loosing some slight control of his power in his distracted state, exposing the skull and half rotten flesh on the top of it's head. It didn't notice. It was dead anyway, why would it care about such a tihng as rotting? it was used to S changing it's state of decay constantly. He easily fixed it, but it would have, no doubt, given the wolf away as what amounts to a zombie. It eyed the super-mugger before licking S's hand, as any dog lick's its masters hand.

"What do you say?! I don't turn back on the victims, I just need to make a living somehow!" She placed both hands on her hips while turning to look at the weird dressed man. "I'm sorry I don't like sleeping on the streets at night. I'm sorry I need to boost a few cards to get a room somewhere. Things happen out here, and I'm the most vulnerable when I'm sleep. I do-.." Her words trailed as she saw the man hover and his dog's head begin to..rot or something. What..the hell? On instinct, Tara ran behind the girl attempting to leave, and hid behind her like a coward. "Why is this city filled with zombies?! You're not the first undead I've seen this week!" Holding the weird emotionless girl by the arms and using her like a shield, Tara would remain hidden behind her. "Do you eat brains?! Are you like the undead monsters that they show in movies?! Oh my gosh, if your dog bites someone, do they turn into a zombie too?! This is so crazy!" The girl was talking at an accelerated rate, thanks to her own abilities. It was almost as though she wasn't breathing, as each word would slip from her lips right behind the other. She didn't even notice this, but it showed that her own powers weren't even under control..Tara continued to pile on the questions to the zombie asking him various things such as "Do you really eat brains? Are zombies smart or dumb? Do zombies exists cause hell is too full with corrupt souls?" The last one she head on the Dawn of the Dead movie..

Yukina was laughing to herself, on the inside of course since she didn't really like to display emotions, and even her voice seemed dull and extremely bored to death, even when she was saying something that she was really happy about. The undead looking dog thing looked around, sniffed the muggers and other things normal dogs did when the others were talking to each other. It seemed that this strange grim reaper looking man had a sense of honor, as he commented on the girl basically mugging Yukina, and it was fairly strange, almost like a role reversal. The necromancer was the nice one here, while the super speedster was a thief, and she revealed that she was vulnerable while sleeping, and she wanted a place to stay for the night. Well, if she robbed like this on a regular basis, she could have simply rented out an apartment by now, but she wanted riches. Well she wasn't quite that rich herself, but she simply ignored it. She didn't really need that much cash, and she had most of her money at home anyways, and she could always wire home for more, as long as she didn't care about losing face compared to her brother, which she didn't. The speedster then zoomed behind her and hid from the zombie person, obviously not liking zombies too much, and saying that there were more zombies in New York. This would be an interesting thing to see, zombies like on the television shows. Yukina turned around, and then used her index fingers to push the girls cheeks into a smile. "Cute." was the only mono toned and bored thing that would come out of her mouth, and then she waved her arm and sort of glided using her control over earth, she moved just the section under her feet while waving her arms in the air. "Wooo." again, this was very dulled, even for a woo, and yes, Yukina was a strange one indeed, people never knew what to expect, especially since this might give the other people a hint that she didn't care about losing the money.

S considered that. Make a living? Who needed to make a living. S had been sleeping on dirt since he arrived in the living world, and here she is whining about sleeping on the dirt as well. Why did it matter. Everyone is weakest when sleeping, that applies the same for everyone else as it does for you. You can't compensate well for a weakness everyone has. Honestly, I have no home, and I don't steal from victims. Robbing a mugger is one thing..." S considered why it angered him so. He had been sent to help stop the pointless fights however he could. And yet here was someone making others suffer, oppressing the victims. He wasn't strong enough for his main goal, but for now, he was strong enough to stop this kind of thing. But his momentary loss of control had wraught strange things. She was hiding behind the woman like this was the first unhuman thing she had seen, reciting every stupid cliche he had ever heard, which seemed to come from something called "movies." Not coming from the living world, all he knew was it was something like a big display of moving images and sounds. Had he scared her that badly? "As for zombies, they do not eat peoples brains, nessisarily. I suppose they could, but being dead why would they need to eat? It's possible though, for all I know there is someone else with similar abilities who does run around making zombies eat people. I don't need to eat period, I don't even need to breathe." S folded in his wings, and they literally seemed to just merge with his body without adding any size or weight, as if they just disintegrated into his body. S popped his neck, making scratching sounds. His powers were already given away. It was clear the dog was dead, and if the dog was dead, it was clear he made it come back. So, knowing it was pointless to hide it, he decayed the dog down to a skeleton. The dog, staring at the woman hiding, jumped up, paws pressing against his waist like any large dog or wolf who is tame might do. S scratched it's skull, which oddly enough earned some tail wagging. "Good boy" he said lovingly, as any pet owner loves their pet. "As for hell... there is an underworld yes... and it can be undead filled yes. Some souls, after dead, choose to remain in a ghostly form, others even choose to talk around as skeletons and such, talking and whatnot. Not sure if it is hell though...Anyway, why be scared so badly of zombies. There are worse things out there..." And now, he concentrated and closed his eyes breifly, searching for a building nearby with energies he could tap. There was a hospital down the street, not too far. That would work. Hospitals were filled with a history of death and dying, it would be easy to manifest a ghost near one. And with that, he opened his eyes as the temperature near him dropped about 15 degrees, and a ghostly figure emerged. "There are worse things. There are ghostly beigns out there easily capable of doing serious harm to peple, throwing objects like knives, emitting great emotional auras of panic and fear, some intelligent enough to speak and commit true horrors. Compared to that, my pet here is nothing."

Tara's face would be manipulated into a grin by the strange emotionless girl, and she'd hop back in a comical fashion. "Woah Woah, no touchie! me..?" Her green eyes would blink beneath her shades, as the weird girl began to glide amongst the ground in a weird fashion. This was strange to say the least..Tara's attention would soon shift back to the zombie who was now giving her an indirect lecture of some kind about her mugging. She would cross her arms and turn her nose towards the sky like a brat. "I shouldn't take advice from the dead! I might end up like them someday!" The girl would shiver at high speeds before embracing herself. "Just talking about it gives me the creeps!" As the information about zombies became to be known, she would respond in her own way. "First, zombies don't eat brains because they're hungry! I heard it's just the instinct to feed! Atleast..that's what they said in the movies.." Tara nodded to herself while putting a hand to her chin in thought. She was totally over analyzing all this stuff in her super speedy mind. He spoke of ghosts aswell. Another branch of the undead..But Tara wasn't the type to believe in everything. She watched ghost hunters a thousand times and they never showed any real form of ghost. The speedster couldn't be sure if everything this guy was telling her was true, but he did have living proof of an undead dog on him..So there was no way it was all lies. Looking back towards the odd girl she was asking for money earlier, Tara would place a hand on her hip. "What do you think of the undead? Do you think this guy is taking me serious? Cause if he is..I bet he's..DEAD SERIOUS!" Tara covered her lips like a child while letting out some sly laughs.

As she was sliding around, the other two had a very nice and long conversation about zombies, and this got Yukina thinking about the zombies on the tv shows and other mass media, and they were cool. Things that came back to life, even after decaying like the earth wanted. They skipped a few steps in the cycle of life, but they were still very interesting. The girl that had taken her money then asked her what she thought about zombies. Well, this was her chance to do something funny.

"Zombies very much exist, and they want to drag human souls into hell so that they can devour their life force, hopefully granting themselves a true life, to do harm to the world." Her tone was a little deeper, but it was still sort of dull and emotionless, and during her sentence, she made two hands of earth slowly come out of the ground under the woman, and then bran her ankles.

Was she joking? S wasn't sure. But some of what she was saying sounded so retarded they hadn't recognized it as joking. Then again, the woman had hid behind someone, just over a zombie dog. Then again, perhaps that had been an act. Either way, S didn't know nor really care too much. Though he entertained himself for quite a while with images of zombies trying to suck out life-force and turn into living beings. "I imagine if you were trapped in the body of a zombie, you would probably want a living body back as well. I imagine any true souls bound into such a body would find it torture. Hence why I don't perform that kind of thing, though I am sure I could learn to. But I have no need nor desire to perform any such atrosity. That would be an abomination, though I am sure such entities exist in some form somewhere, yes. There are beings beyond human, I am proof of that, and I am sure, if there are dieties as well, that perhaps they might curse someone who angers them with such a form. Any such deity is not one I would like to meet." And it was really that simple. Such a fate struck him as appalling. What could someone do to deserve that? S didn't know. But the earth moving caught his eyes, and he was sure that the speedy mugger didn't have that power. He also found it strange his comment of everyone being weakest when sleeping was ignored.


(sorry for the shortness)

As the dull girl spoke, Tara would embrace herself and give a large frown. Her body began to shiver at high speeds as the little explanation hit its climax, and as the cowardly speedster felt the ground shift beneath her, she jumped up at high speeds instantly, landing on the back of the taller zombie. "WHAT WAS THAT?! Something tried to grab me!" She looked to where she was standing to see two earthen like hands, and she immediately looked towards the female. "That's not funny! I could have had a heart attack!" Still clinging to the larger zombie man, she would listen to him speak of the dead as though he was speaking from self experience of being trapped in a body with no soul. She blinked behind her shades before shifting her eyes away. Did he really have powers over the dead? Such dominion over something human kind couldn't comprehend until it was their time to go? His words were interesting, but Tara's mind had soon began to drift about certain other things. More..selfish things. Tugging at the man's cloak, she'd look up to him with a slight frown. "So you can manipulate the dead huh? Well, I know this is wrong to ask but..Could you bring my parents back? Could you let me speak with them again? They didn't deserve to die..I just want to see them again!" She began to shake him at a heightened rate of speed, as even her powers weren't under complete control. "Please let me see them again! Please bring them back from the dead so they can live with me again!"

When the speedster jumped back in a fright, and started to yell at Yukina, she would have giggled, if she showed emotions at all, but instead she would simply stand there and stare at her. The other one would go on a long conversation about zombies and such, and then Yukina wondered what she should do next. She guessed that this conversation was just about over, so she could go home and take a bath or something, maybe stop somewhere on the way home and get some food. "Well, I'm going to leave." Yukine then simply used her earth manip to wave her arms backwards again, and then zoom off, moving the floor like those you would find in an airport. "Bye bye weirdos." Yukina would say back blandly, and then disappear.

[attempted exit]