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Duo Were'dness

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Date: Dec 31, 2008
Crazy for Vampires
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Nori

It was amazing just how much of a divide lingered in her head, or rather Mikzaki's head.  The sections where clearly defined, one was herself and one was Mikzaki.  Two seperate thought processes, two seperate minds sharing one body.   It was a simple process that had happened seemingly on it's own, with the transformation of her outward appearance.  Or perhaps her mind was just so broken she had room to create a new persona within her head and pull herself out of the spot light. 

It wasn't for fun of course, no it was complete her mission.  A mission she was now on, although she had changed her outward appearance drasticly it wouldn't take much for those that knew her to recognize her under the length of fake hair extensions and the makeup and nice clothing.  She had done her research at least as herself and she knew what she had to do.  Protect Faith as she wove herself deeper and deeper into the darkness of the vampire church.  All she had to do was play the cat and mouse game of a new parishner wanting to absolve all her sin and take church with the holy undead.  Her skin flamed at the thought of being so near to so many vampires and not being able to blow them up or open up flame thrower and burn them all down to the ground.  She hung back within the deepest recess of her mind, in the darkest courner watching through those now kohl outlined black eyes as her body moved toward the massive doors.

Mikzaki 
 

Eyes lifted upwards at the doors and a shiver crawled over her skin, followed by a sudden burst of heat that radiated outwards from her spine down her limbs.  The small purse was clutched in her hands as she approached, anyone could sense the nervous energy pouring off the girl but she was doing what she needed too.  She had been on the run for so long, a POW from the beginning of the Iraq war, released without anything but her ID and a few bills in the pockets of her BDU's.  She had spent a year simply getting away from Iraq, moving here and there when she had the money.  Working and pulling together a meager salary.  However, Rome was so different.  Here, just being within the city made her yearn for absolution.  To find her niche, to become whole again. 

The human churches where grand in design and class, but Mikzaki yearned for something else.  She had paid the taxi before crawling out and approached the massive church who's doors where open and people of all creed and kind where approaching the pouring white light.  Eyes widdened like a perfect sheep within the flock as she passed under the doors.  Goosebumps crawling down her skin as she took the next available seat.  Head bowed, aware of the eyes on her.  She couldn't help it, although she didn't actually feel fear she felt unease, nerves, tension in her body.  Hands settled the purse in her lap as slightly moist hands where rubbed on the cotton of her black slacks.  Eyes lifted steadily trying not to meet anyone's gaze as she flickered that quick look around, a blonde head and then a brief glance of a face catching her attention before someone obscured her vision by stepping between the blonde and herself.


Nori

"I found ya, Faith.  This is going to be the highlight of my life."


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Duo Were'dness

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Date: Jan 4, 2009
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Nori

Fingers worked quickly, efficiently, professionally as she leaned close, eyes hidden behind a welding mask.  Already a line of "special toys" where set to the side completed.  But we all knew it would take more then just one bomb to blow the Church sky high.  No, no this would take time.  Time and lots of toys, because not only did she want that joke of a church to burn like hell but she wanted the layers beneath it to smolder in fire and flame as well.   The small storage room was actually a life saver, since her things had been sitting in a shipping container.  But now that she had the storage room she could work in relative peace and quiet.

A floorplan sketched hastily on a grid gave Nori the helpful guidance that Nori needed in figuring how and where she would have to place the bombs to make them most effective.  Hissing lightly under the mask she pulled the welding flame away from the metal and closed the flame before pulling her mask off.  She inspected the glove and pulled it off, staring at the burn mark on her wrist.  The fleck of metal had burned right through the edge of the welding glove and into her flesh.  Staring at the blistering skin she gripped her other glove in her mouth and yanked it off her other hand before her fingers dug into her flesh.  She scratched out the fleck of metal, she left the hole oozing liquid and pulsing with her heart beat.  Gloves where pulled back on, such trivial wounds didn't matter, nor should matter to the plans that where laid out.  She had to complete her bombs before the night turned to day so she could spend the day on the wiring needed for them.  Remote this time.  It wouldn't be hard, not hard at all.  Such things never seemed hard to the crazy jap.  

Eyes shifted to the makeshift blueprint as she marked off a fifth with a check mark.  Two more to go.  Tilting her head she glanced at her cellphone finding herself two hours ahead of schedule.  It might be right on time, ready to set up by the next night.  Or at least during the day, although that would be tricky.  Then again, Nori was good at getting into places that she shouldn't.  But it wouldn't be up to Nori to get her inside, that would be Mikzaki's job.  Although once inside, Nori would take over and do what she did best.  Lay plans for utter destruction.

Mikzaki

It was with wide eyed yearning she sat quietly within the deep recesses of the mind they shared.  A mind so easily splintered and seemingly destroyed. Here in the darkness she prayed, prayed for Salvation and guidance.


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