Misaki-chan

After the person had said this, she heard a thud. Misaki turned around to find a woman on the ground, either unconscious or dead. She wasn't sure. A male was hovering over her, seeming worried for her. "Lets go to the living room to get our catch our breath and relax," he said," And you few over there cover her with that useless table cloth." He pointed to first the girl, then the table cloth before he and another male guest carried the unconscious female onto the sofa in the next room. As a few others scurried to get the table cloth as instructed, Misaki ignored the man and began to head towards the staircase, having taken enough pictures of the crime scene and not wanting to have to take care of some weak willed person she didn't know. Plus, she wanted to take a look upstairs since at one point Ms. Scarlet's dead body had been there, ready to swing out at the right time. From the dining room, she herd someone ask, "Does anyone have reception on their mobiles to call the police? 'Cause mine ain't go none." Misaki rolled her eyes as she ascended the stairs, glancing behind her to see if anyone was noticing that she was leaving. Everyone was too absorbed in either themselves or the body, so she was allowed to work without interruption. As she walked down one of the many halls on the upper level, her fingertips gently dragging across the wall. It had been a habit she had picked up as a child and never really went away. Her eyes wandered around the area, looking for anything that might had been used for the murder. Once in a while, she opened a door to look inside, though what she mostly got was bedrooms. There was one door though that caught her attention. It was slightly different than the bedroom doors, as it was made of a different wood. Oak perhaps instead of the usual maple. She opened the door quietly and peeked in, discovering an empty study. She entered, not bothering to close the door and looked around. The place was well furnished, with high quality things all around. The first thing that stood out to her was that the person who's study this was had a lovely collection of antique weapons displayed on the wall. A tiny grin appeared on her face as she approached the old-time guns and knives and marveled at them. She always had a fondness for such things. So mesmerized by the beauty of the antiques, she almost didn't notice a meek voice say, "... E-Excuse m-me... Y-you sho-shouldn't b-be in h-here..." Misaki turned around to find a short, spectacled girl cowering by the door. Clad in her black knee length dress and white apron, it was pretty obvious she was a maid. She took her attention away from the weapons and approached her before asking, "Oh? And why not?" The girl kept stuttering, "B-because... M-Mister Ma-Maxwell will b-be v-very angry a-at you i-if he f-finds y-y-you he-here..." "Well, er," she started. "M-my name i-is Aki." "Well, Aki, don't worry about me," Misaki said as she got closer to Aki, their height differences making it so she was towering over the girl, "I'll be fine. Just keep doing your job, ok?" "B-but-!" She leaned in closer until she was only a few inches away from her face. She asked, looking Aki straight in the eye "Won't you please let me stay a little longer?" Aki's face, flushed red, ran out of the room before she could respond. Misaki grinned as the nuisance was now gone. Really, such shy people can be so easy to rid of, especially her type. All you need is to get close and personal and they'll leave. She turned back to the weapons, grinning more now that she could have more personal time with them. As she tried to get back to the lovely weapons, her navy dress managed to snag onto the handle of the slightly-open drawer of the desk. "Really," she muttered angrily to herself as she worked at getting her hem free from the clutches of the drawer, "You'd think people would be smarter than to make dress-snagging handles." When Misaki managed to get herself free, she decided to take a little peek into the drawer. After all, there might be something interesting in there. When she opened it, she stared at the small statue hidden inside, a dark brown stain at the base of it. "Well," she said, "It looks like I just found a prime suspect." ------ (Poor Aki, being harassed by me. =X And oo! Clue )

Pictures from my trip to Southern Japan Don't have a Twitter, but have some pictures of Southern Japan for your project. As for a name, just put it under Misaki.

(OK, since we should probably finish this, is there anyone who is still interested in continuing the story or should we just blow everyone up and be done with it? =X)

Profile vvvv Misaki, along with the other guests, was eating her dinner when it happened. A blackout had occurred, with everyone else but her worried about it (as she saw it, it was merely dining in the dark; nothing really meant being upset over) until the scream rang out. She kept eating, assuming it was only of the overreacting guests. It was only when the lights turned on did she know it was something far more sinister. From the ceiling hung the dead body of Ms. Scarlet, their host. A few people screamed, Misaki stared at the body, shocked into silence. A few of the males went to lower the body, finding it cruel to leave her there. It was then did they discover the note, with "Happy Birthday" in a crimson color written on it. As a few people tried to run and get away, she approached the body, wanting to see it. She noted a few others doing the same. As she casually snapped pictures of the body using her phone, the first thing she noticed was that, hidden in her straw-colored hair, was dried blood. She must have been knocked out by having something hit her. Either that or the hanging was post-mortem. As she continued to examine the body more, the same people who had tried to escape came back. Something must have prevented them from leaving. From all the snowing that was going on when we got here, it's likely that. Misaki ignored them, not really caring for any of them. From behind her, someone announced, "We must work together to find the murderer to poor Ms. Scarlet and give her justice!" ---- (Ta da )

(Since sign ups have began, I am joining since Moho said he'd make my upcoming birthday a bloody one if I didn't o/)

Thank you ^^ Whoops. =X I'll have to remember to keep my lines more natural when I do them. I guess I sometimes spoke slowly since I have a tendency to speak fast ^^; That's probably because I got a new mic Before I had used my default mic in my computer, but now I have a real mic that is better quality. Are they? I'll try to keep that in mind next time I do a fan dub. Obviously because being shot is such a boring way to die. We all know cyanide and fishing wire is the best way to get killed Thank you ^^

(Well I don't care about them =X Just keep the boss alive.)

As the men came towards her, Misaki fired her gun, leading plenty to their doom. As she ran out of bullets, she switched over to her second gun and kept going. It seemed that this Russian dude was hellbent on having her, and she wasn't going to stand for it. Finally, she was out. She was out of that horrid place and she wasn't going back without a fight. Her finger kept squeezing the trigger before eventually she ran out of ammo. She swore under her breath as she tried to avoid the arms reaching towards her. Thank god for dodgeball in gym class, where she found out she really good at evading things. Suddenly, a gun was thrown into her, which she caught. She glanced over to see who had done it to see Aquilas giving her a smile before going back to killing men herself. A grin came to Misaki's face as well as she continued to fight. Someone grabbed her from behind, taking her by surprise. As she tried to get away, she could feel the cool metal of the gun against her forehead. "Move and die," growled the voice. Misaki mind thought frantically, trying to figure out a way to get out of this hold. The man started to drag her as he pointed his gun away from her and at the airport girl. She saw this as her moment and burrowed her teeth into his wrist, biting as hard as she could. The man screeched in pain as she was letting go and fired his gun. She instantly did the same as she tried to avoid the incoming bullet. While she had actually managed to get the guy near what she believed to be a vital organ, the bullet the man had shot became buried in her left shoulder. She bit her lip, trying to hold back the pain she was feeling. She quickly gulped before she kept going, letting adrenaline keep her going. Misaki bit, scratched, kicked, punched, shot and stabbed at everyone who tried to come near her (and everyone who wanted her seemed to). She actually kept this up, managing to keep going despite losing blood from her wound. But after a while, her bloodless starting taking a toll on her as she felt get dizzy. No! I can't stop, not now... She tried to keep fighting, but eventually the dizziness was too much for her. She began to fall towards the ground, as if she was a dead body, and fainted. -------- No one seemed to notice Misaki fainting, as everyone was too caught up in killing the enemy and making it out alive except for him, the one that had brought everyone her. Without being detected (for moving like the shadows was what he did best), he grabbed the unconscious girl and carried her out of the room. As soon as he made it out, he handed her off to Audire and a few bodyguards with her and said, "Take her to the safe room for now. I don't want to lose a piece over an unrefined man's idiotic plot of vengeance." His secretary bowed as the men took Misaki out of the boss's arms. With his upper limbs freed up, he sent a text to Aquilas, not wanting to have only those few watching her. Halt your fighting and come to the safe room. You're needed to watch Misaki. Bring that tagalong if you must. With the text sent, he turned around, going back to do a little fighting himself. After all, without a little combat, he would lose his touch. Also, that Lokar man was a rather big pain in his neck. I knew I should have restrained him... And who was the imbecile who let his men come with him? They will have to executed. He felt a nozzle of a gun press up against his back as the person with the gun said, "Don't move." -------- (OTTD, assuming you'll be the person who's pointing the gun at the boss, please don't kill him. I would like him alive.)

As Misaki saw more men come in, she slowly snuck her hand into her pocket to retrieve one of the guns she had stolen back when she had escaped where she was being held. The moment her hand gripped the gun and had the safety undone, she whipped out the gun and pull the trigger, taking out the man that had been pointing his gun at Aquilias. Misaki was rather tired of being a sitting duck and decided to fight. It had been her luck that her dad had taught her to shoot (and shoot well) since he was into hunting, though she wasn't very used to using pistols. But hey, guns are guns, aren't they? With her weapon raised, a small determined smile came to her lips. Let's do this.

(Note that I'd like everyone to read vvvv) (Actual story plot stuff vvvv)