Ivy
she sat down, growling to herself. Stupid demon, she thought to herself. What bothered her more? The fact she made a deal with a soulless ugly(here we go again) demon! Or the fact that she had to come here tonight? She had no idea what was worse. She should just sleep here tonight so she didn't have to come back in the morning and then again at night. She wasn't cold, he was cold which made her warm because she wasn't cold blooded. She thought he as though because he was so cold hearted. Worse than her godfather ash. What was worse? Ash or Kamijo? She had to decide that tomorrow morning. She needed to know, so if she didn't show up he could kill ash. She didn't care who he killed, only if it wasn't the ones she loved so much. After all those thoughts, she took off her gloves, dumping the blood out, onto the hard, black, dark, wet ground. She licked her hands to make them heal easier. She took of the left now. She dumped the blood out and licked that hand, trying to heal that one. "this is the worst day. What will happen tomorrow?" she sighed and leaned back, about to go to sleep. She would have a busy day tomorrow night and she didn't get to sleep at all that night, so she would for sure have to sleep through the morning. All that had made her so tired, but she didn't care. She shut her eyes the thoughts escaping her mind as she fell into a deep sweet sleep. No thoughts in her mind as she fell asleep. She didn't lay for long with her eyes closed. She opened them quickly, looking around. She didn't trust that Kamijo would come back. He might because she was bleeding badly. She growled slightly, trying to rest, but she couldn't. She didn't trust him. "ok, I admit he doesn't burn my ees or look horrific. Oh, shut up ivy! What am I saying!" she sigjed leaning back. "he is going to make my life a living h*ll..." she said softly and muttering. "what is he going to do me tomorrow night? He said survived his passion, but bag kind of passion?" she asked herself. She sigjed tossing we arms and crossing her legs. Her hands were badly hurting her. They were painful, they were hurting.. She was hurting. She looked forward and didn't take her eyes away from the way he had went. She had to make sure he didn't come back. She spat slightly. "I hate him.... I mean his passion... Sure... Whatever. He probably did it to more humans than I have bones in my body!" she growled. He made he bones clacker together because of everything he has said. She couldn't let him her all these humans. Even if she had to die she would protect them! No matter what, even if he put so much punishment on her. She chuckled softly. "he is one demon. Better than those I have faced. No one ever survives my punishment. Where is my flute when I need it the most?" she asked herself becoming bored. She sighed humming silently. She was happy and angry at the same time. No suprise with what had happened.
she sat down, growling to herself. Stupid demon, she thought to herself. What bothered her more? The fact she made a deal with a soulless ugly(here we go again) demon! Or the fact that she had to come here tonight? She had no idea what was worse. She should just sleep here tonight so she didn't have to come back in the morning and then again at night. She wasn't cold, he was cold which made her warm because she wasn't cold blooded. She thought he as though because he was so cold hearted. Worse than her godfather ash. What was worse? Ash or Kamijo? She had to decide that tomorrow morning. She needed to know, so if she didn't show up he could kill ash. She didn't care who he killed, only if it wasn't the ones she loved so much. After all those thoughts, she took off her gloves, dumping the blood out, onto the hard, black, dark, wet ground. She licked her hands to make them heal easier. She took of the left now. She dumped the blood out and licked that hand, trying to heal that one. "this is the worst day. What will happen tomorrow?" she sighed and leaned back, about to go to sleep. She would have a busy day tomorrow night and she didn't get to sleep at all that night, so she would for sure have to sleep through the morning. All that had made her so tired, but she didn't care. She shut her eyes the thoughts escaping her mind as she fell into a deep sweet sleep. No thoughts in her mind as she fell asleep. She didn't lay for long with her eyes closed. She opened them quickly, looking around. She didn't trust that Kamijo would come back. He might because she was bleeding badly. She growled slightly, trying to rest, but she couldn't. She didn't trust him. "ok, I admit he doesn't burn my ees or look horrific. Oh, shut up ivy! What am I saying!" she sigjed leaning back. "he is going to make my life a living h*ll..." she said softly and muttering. "what is he going to do me tomorrow night? He said survived his passion, but bag kind of passion?" she asked herself. She sigjed tossing we arms and crossing her legs. Her hands were badly hurting her. They were painful, they were hurting.. She was hurting. She looked forward and didn't take her eyes away from the way he had went. She had to make sure he didn't come back. She spat slightly. "I hate him.... I mean his passion... Sure... Whatever. He probably did it to more humans than I have bones in my body!" she growled. He made he bones clacker together because of everything he has said. She couldn't let him her all these humans. Even if she had to die she would protect them! No matter what, even if he put so much punishment on her. She chuckled softly. "he is one demon. Better than those I have faced. No one ever survives my punishment. Where is my flute when I need it the most?" she asked herself becoming bored. She sighed humming silently. She was happy and angry at the same time. No suprise with what had happened.
