The Forgotten City

"Wow, I've never met anyone that's more of an idiot than you are." She mumbles from behind Aya, although it is aimed for Tempa. You can't really blame her though. She IS blind...

She groans.
"Why couldn't you just stay put like she told you to..." She says, arms crossed. She uncrosses her arms, a long silver pole extending from her sleeve... The more it extends, the longer it gets. It's like Mary Poppin's purse, appearing as though it would never fit in such a small area.

She taps it on the ground once it's out all the way, and a black and white crescent shaped blade shoots out from the bottom. She swings the scythe over her shoulder, and then down like a baseball bat, practically almost cutting off his shoulder but mostly just chipping off the ice. She jabs at it with the other end of her scythe to get the small pieces off, and then starts to grab Tempa by the hair towards the burning buildings after putting the scythe back over her shoulder again.

"So long, you psycho cyborg bitch. I can't let these eyes die on me just yet, sooo... Until we meet again! Hahaha... Maybe he's just drunk."

She easily walks out of the building as if nothing was happening at all.

"what are you doing you blind bitch i had her were i wanted her"
Tempa yelled

She laughs as she continues to drag him into the burning building.
"Blind bitch? That's no way to talk to your elders!" She yells, half-laughing, half-angry.
"You've got a frozen arm, covered in those nano-cunts... We better amputate it." She says, the corners of her mouth forming into a somewhat creepy grin.

Aya turns around and locks onto tempa's life signature. She then begins her pursuit of the two as best she could.

"Targets confirmed, 1 civilian and 1 soldier, Attempting to purse targets."

"it dosnt need amputated by blood dosnt move through my vains "
he said with a sigh pulling out a vial of blood
"damn it "

"But the amputation would be fun! It wouldn't hurt a bit! Atleast, for me."
She snickers, tossing Tempa into the building.
"Now you wait here, nice and pretty, my sweet innocent spectacles..." She whispers in his ear before walking back towards the door, in which I'm assuming Aya is coming towards since she's following.

"hang on stay close and hide she will target me first and you can attack her while she is distracted"

She looks at him in silence for a moment before speaking.

"... It's going to take me a while but I'm sure I'll break your stubbornness eventually."

She takes out a kinky pair of handcuffs, handcuffing Tempa to a wooden chair, before going back towards the door and waiting for Aya.

Tempa blushed seeing the handcuffs
"are you serious you not even going to let me help"

Heavy steps can be heard crunching the old soil of the forgotten city. A dim, blue light illuminates the masked figure. The figure is covered with a thick, metallic armor that is also quite mobile. The figure walks on, seemingly having no aim or purpose other than to discover other living organisms.

The figure's arm began to beep. Something had been caught on the radar. He began walk toward that area, in hopes in discovering something useful.

Not giving them anytime to rest, Aya bursts into the room destroying the door and the wall with it. She points her weapons at Tempa.

"Civilian is injured, scanners show a 40% decrease in fighting capabilities. No threat possible from civilian."

She then turns her attention to Neru and prepares to attack.

"If you don't shut the fuck up and let me do this I'm going to rape you." She says with a simple smile that only lasts for a minute before it turns into an annoyed straight line.

She looks back in Aya's direction.

"Oh... This bitch can't even use a door..." She mumbles under her breath before walking towards Aya, dragging her scythe along the ground and making a sickening metal-on-gravel noise.

A few crisp rats rise from the ground, running at Aya's legs -- about 5 or so. They bite at her ankles with sharp decaying teeth, snarling.

Neru's cards are XIII. Death and XV. Diablo.

This time aya begins to get serious, she puts away her gun and lunges at Neru with her Frost Blade.

"All who oppose the Seriphiem must be disposed of."

A fellow Ser was in the area. Not specified, but he could feel the connection growing stronger as he continued to walk toward the loud area. A fight must have been going on. Three people? Possibly. However, a ser wasn't weak, and he was sure whoever was fighting the ser was in trouble. Maybe a negotiation could be made. To choose between indoctrination or death. Not a bad deal. He nodded quietly as he grew closer and closer to the distinct sound of fighting.