kcxd:
❝ && you didn’t
even trip him?
—— useless bitch. ❞
– “Oh, believe me,
If he wasn’t about
to die, I wouldn’t be
h e r e.”
Shitoyami
✖—Her footsteps slammed against the forest floor in a gradually quickening pace, occasionally stumbling over a sneaking log buried amongst the dry leaves but Harumi didn’t let that stop her. She was just on her way home from her part time job when she heard the sound of a gunshot going off not to far from her. At first, she thought nothing of it but it was not until she noticed a figure running towards her in the distance did she actually run from it. She even checked her diary on her phone and it was confirmed from the figure’s thoughts; They were a diary holder. On the safe side, she should just stay in the forest until she was sure it was safe. Just as she slowed down to a stop, her diary made the static sound. She looked down and to her relief, the previous thoughts of the figure chasing her were erased. She had lost them for now.
Bending over as she spent the next few moments catching her breath, the bluenette had noted that she had arrived upon small house. Perhaps this would be a good place to hide out? She checked her diary once more, but to her dismay it displayed no thoughts of anyone in the house. Ah, the downside to her diary; It would never tell her if someone was approaching, just what their thoughts were. Still, at least this gave her the advantage of knowing exactly if someone was going to either kill her or betray her.
Harumi pushed the wooden door open cautiously, using the light radiating off her phone as a torch. She shut the door quietly behind before walking towards the center of the room. Little did she realize that there was someone lying on the couch behind her.
– She had originally planned to go out to drink some more, but had wound up falling asleep on her couch after the events of last night. She had managed to attract a demon to her through her unusually high tolerance of the effects of alcohol, and subsequently had to fight the thing off of her. It had resulted in her rows of fanged, almost shark- like teeth to replace her humane ones and mauling the beast to death. Needless to say, she was glad it had been the middle of the night when she had done so.
Hearing her door creak open, however, caused her eyes to open. She was used to wanderers and lost hikers coming in, though as she slowly sat up, she noticed that this girl seemed more like a schoolgirl than anything else. Which could be good or bad, depending on who she was. Some high school teenagers were crazier than hell, and others were either stoned off their asses or internet addicted, socially awkward kids, which was the reason she never visited the nearby high school for anything.
"… What are you doing here?“