http://mikotsuhartsu.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] mikotsuhartsu.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2007-01-17 07:57 pm

How annoying. [active]

Character(s): Kiriwar, anybody after he's had his snack
Content: The Punisher is looking for his other 2/3s of self, and a certain Miyabi. Although he does stop for a light snack.
Setting: Somewhere around Jogo da Crianca, but not quite.
Time: Dusk, ish.
Warnings: Kiriwar is his own warning. (This means violence, profanity, and people eatings this post around, due to popular demand.)

Still hadn't seen Gunzi. Urara fled somewhere. And then Inu ran off. Great. Kiriwar was thinking today was going to be amazing, his eyes rolling at the sarcasm in his own head before he snorted and tapped his pipe against his shoulder irritably. The jingle of his dog tags echoed for a moment as they tapped back and forth and swayed lightly, before he moved forwards and continued on his search for the three of them. Gunzi, Inu, and Urara. It was bad enough he didn't get to down any alcohol before Inu and Urara ran off, but now he was hungry again and these Paixao people honestly did not taste that good to him.

Next best thing? A redhead.

Immediately he figured they weren't from Paixao, simply because all of them were fucking blonde. It was some weird mix of man and woman, from behind at least. Kiriwar obviously wasn't very choosey when he was hungry and agitated, and lacked his motivation to be creative right now. His pace quickened, green eyes locked on the back of its--no, his, the startled yelp was distinctly male--head and his fingers dug close to the scalp to jerk the smaller man to the side and out of sight. There wasn't too much struggling, he was bigger and stronger, his hand easily covering his mouth and holding onto his face at the same time to keep him from squirming much. It was boring, but it was a lot easier at the moment and that's all he wanted was for things to be easy until he found goddamn Gunzi and Inu. He grunted momentarily when he felt the redhead struggling against his hold, hands pulling at his arm and a leg moving to kick him or attempt to knee him. One or the other.

Irritated as he was, he let Mitsuko land against the ground, propped on the wall, while one booted foot pressed down onto the other man's own foot, holding it down. He shouldered out of his jacket, swapping hands over his mouth only for a moment to get it off. Didn't want it getting messy, now did he? "Oi, stop squirmin'." He leaned in and did a test lick, skimming his cheek and looking thoughtful. A snarling grin spread across his face, and he tilted his head a little. "Taste better then the other bastard I tried earlier." There was whimpering as his response, and muffled shouting since his hand was still clamped over his mouth. Kiriwar carelessly ripped the shirt that was in his way, only at the collar and across one of his shoulders, however. Here, he did a light bite, causing another whimper. Light bites for the Punisher were bad enough, his sharp teeth digging in and producing a little blood.

This is when he decides that this one doesn't taste at all bad, and instead of pulling back, sunk his teeth in deeper. Even his hand couldn't really muffle the yelling that his victim started to do. Didn't bother him any, he just pressed the man against the brick wall a bit harder then before and dug his fingers into his cheeks, letting him decide if he wanted to bite the inside of them off if he kept yelling or not. Once he got a good grip on flesh, there was a sick ripping noise, as the dark-skinned man pulled his head back. He gave a bloody grin when he heard a muffled scream, tilting his head like a dog would in curiousity before he licked his lips. "Much better," it was almost like he was testing simple food out.

Perhaps someone should've taught Kiriwar that it was wrong to eat people when he was young, but that seemed a bit impossible considering where he was from. Green eyes on the spot of red shaped like his mouth, he seemed amused by the chunk that was now missing and producing blood. Good, he hadn't gotten anything vital just yet. It was always interesting to feel them struggle to try and get away. This one was fighting a bit more, and he had to move one of his hands to snag hold of his wrists to keep him from pounding his fists atop his head. Couldn't have that. So instead of flailing, his arms were held above his head in one of the Punisher's hands, and he started humming to himself one of the songs he remembered hearing at Arbitro's before leaving, his teeth sinking in to pull out another chunk of flesh.

Wasn't long before he shouldered back on his jacket, licking once more at his mouth with a content noise in his throat. He did the same as before, turning away from a bleeding body now dead, most of the area around his neck and left shoulder missing skin and muscle close to the bone. It was always interesting to hear their final sounds of struggle before he let them drop. They were never any fun to play with once they finally gave up by letting themselves die. Reaching for his pipe once more, he let the tags jingle again before stepping into the open, actually finding himself rather neat except for blood splattered across the top of his shirt, and that gash in where Shiki had sliced him, the bandaging apparent through the hole in his shirt. He didn't even seem to acknowledge any chills at the moment, instead began making his way back through Paixao.

"Fucking Gunzi," he muttered, despite his far better mood. "Fucking Inu, too." And Urara, really. He'd like to hit them all upside the head when seeing them, that'd be rather nice. Otherwise, anything else would do, his dark eyes scanning idly for any of them.

[identity profile] knuckleclaws.livejournal.com 2007-02-08 05:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ohhh. Did you scare her?" he asked, and then grinned, knowing that was all too plausible of an accusation, knowing who Kiriwar was and all. But the fact Inu ran off was a little strange--why would he go away so long as there was someone to pet him? Maybe he wanted to go find Arbitro or something.

Even Gunzi had trouble understanding their fucked up little family sometimes. "Well, whateverrr~ we can go look for Pochi now together! We'll find him!!" A grin broke out again and Gunzi shifted up onto his feet, waving his claws about with excitement.