Kyo Scares Redthorn

[9:41] Redthorn Kutenai: Vedui

[9:43] Kyoka Setsuko runs along the wooden pathway of the Wild Elf home, managing to track down the male that had passed by him.

[9:43] Redthorn Kutenai wonders why this man has followed him

[9:44] Kyoka Setsuko starts slowly circling the path, his footsteps dark and heavy upon the ground, like a plague where he sets his feet. Behind his eerie, spiked mask and the layers of fabric that cover over his face, he notices the figure's stave, but says nothing...

[9:46] Redthorn Kutenai finally summons up the courage to ask, "Why did you follow me here, if I may ask?"

[9:48] Kyoka Setsuko steps forward a little, his ensorceled right hand making an eerie sound as he clacks the little metal pieces that cover his fingers together.. The scratching of powerful metal against metal creates a spectral, grating sound that lingers upon the wind... He takes a few more footfalls forward, his powerful boots scuffing the wooden trail of the Wild Elf home... He raises his bare hand, which is soaking, fresh with blood... and splays it out against his chest, which is also drenched with the red fluid... He runs a slender, dark finger along his chest, seeming to enjoy the stench of death that reeks from him.

[9:50] Redthorn Kutenai wonders if this guy is some phsyco killer looking for a victim. Thorn won't be murdered again, no matter what he just won't let it be

[9:53] Kyoka Setsuko steps a little closer, almost within arms-length of the long-haired male. His footsteps snap and crack against the wooden walkway, as the planks begin to tear and splinter beneath his callous movements. The spiked, metal-wrought mask that he wears gleams in the sunlight, small red stones forming hideous, uncanny eyes catching the rays of stray light beams at odd angles, morphing them into twisted, hideous shapes... The reek of the fresh kill grows stronger as he draws ever-nearer toward the elf. A low, guttural sound begins to emit from his throat, like some kind of strange animal being horribly strangled to death... he seems to be gasping for air, as though he cannot breath, his voice growing from a hoarse whisper to a full-on clicking sound. The strange sound emerges from deep within his throat, bursting forth as though he is projecting it through his mask and into the air...

[9:57] Redthorn Kutenai is completely freaked out now. He think he better just run instead of fighting, knowing how savage he was for those five years in the forest. "Pardon me sir, but I must go. Namaarie" He jumps over the guy and runs as fast as he can. He thinks if he must fight, maybe the bridge is a good place for it, or some open area.