Scarletfox

"It's certainly a pleasure to meet you, Aria. You have good tastes." Rubrum replied.

"My name is Rubrum. And we will have the winning team." Rubrum says confidentally.

"You'll get 50 MM if you join my team! Whether or not we win, though we undoubtably will." Rubrum says with a sly smile.

Fox hesitated, "Is it not strength to deal with the pain on my own? If I share it, it will only hurt others. I, in a way, am protecting them."

"Congratulations, your plan worked! One of the studio assistants was able to get rid of the photo and demolish a good part of the studio on the way. The next problem we have is a man who wrote so much poetry, that he cannot stop rhyming every other sentence. His family brought him in because it's driving them up the wall. Do we have any suggestions?"

"Sounds fun to me! I like games!" Rubrum smiled, she liked games, a lot. "Who wants to be on my team?" She asked.

"Yes??" Rubrum asked excited. "Tell us!"

"Oh, ok. Here you are! Alright, studio assistants, show him the way!" *studio assistant* here he is, sir

Rubrum smiled sweetly, "Oh, nothing, just talking to myself about game strategies."

"I'd like to see you try..." Rubrum muttered under her breathe.

Fox shuddered as a memory passed through her, the one where she was kicking Nath again and again and again... and he let her. Was Nath really such a warrior? Why hadn't he defended himself against her? Why hadn't he stopped her?! Fox was surprised at the emotion she found, the anger she had. Who was she actually angry at? Fox sat there, troubled.

"Welcome to the show, A Neurosurgeon, what is your suggestion?"

"Wait, hold up! What happens if someone kills someone else, hypothetically..." Rubrum asked, absent-mindedly fiddling with her sword.

As the child jumped onto the roof of the building over, Rubrum smiled discreetly. Yes, a murderer had come to this little town. This child, Akii, was very... cold. That was something Rubrum liked. A shame, really. Rubrum hummed a few notes, but then stopped herself; no reason to reveal herself as a threat too soon. So she instead stepped on a nearby box, and leapt onto the roof from there in a swift movement. She stood there, quietly surveying the scene. The creaks of the wood beneath the child's feet were the only sound to be heard for miles around. The eery silence was wonderful, and there would be only one satisfying way to break it. Rubrum could have easily just snap this girl's neck from behind, but what was the fun in that? Rubrum closed her eyes and reached back into her cloak, she would let it pick for her for this time. When she withdrew her hand, it was holding a couple feet of rope. Strangling wasn't any fun either! So she tried again, and this time came out with a match. Well, she could use that when she left the city, but burning people just wasn't the same. So she placed the match in on of her smaller pockets and tried one last time, bringing out a very certain dagger. The hilt was wrapped in rolled gauze and the blade was crude. If she wasn't trying to be quiet, Rubrum would have sighed, but this would do. Rubrum advanced like a ninja upon the girl from behind, this Akii was not very good at identifying threats. Rubrum came up behind her, and stabbed her through the back on the right side, just missing the heart. In less than a second, each of Rubrum's hands contained glittering smooth daggers. Time to see if this girl proved worthy Rubrum's time.

Rubrum continued to follow the child until they reached the nightclub. The child seemed bothered by the corpses, and seemed to manipulate the ground once more. Interesting.... Allowing for a bit of fear to enter her voice, Rubrum asked, "What happened there?!"

"And that was Nath?" Fox asked softly.

Rubrum followed silently. There was only one sound of footsteps on the ground, and those were the child's. Rubrum placed one of hands into her cloak, wondering which weapon would be best, though she didn't take anything out yet.

Rubrum cocked her head, but said nothing more.

"I will be the red captain." Rubrum said innocently.

“What do you do to the ground?” Rubrum asked innocently.

Fox hesitated for a moment. Could this be a trick? She should not allow her words to be under the whims of another she had just met. But the curiosity was killing her, so Fox replied with confidence, "I swear on the ancient gods I will only share that which you allow me to share regarding the fields of Shuva."

Maintaining the accent, Rubrum replied, "I don't know what my name is."

Rubrum's smile broadened even further as the ground rumbled beneath her. She learned something new every day. Rubrum stood, revealing herself in all her glory. The moon glinted off of her eyes as she maintained her fake voice and said "I'm lost, will you help me?"

"May I ask who's calling?"