She shivered, tightining the crimson scarf hugging her neck. The wind howled, and she picked up her pace. It was dark outside, maybe sometime around midnight. *I swear, if he isn't there...* She thought bitterly, her mood ruined by the freezing weather. She sighed in relief as the one-story building, which was painted black, came into view. As she came closer, she picked up more details. The windows were stained red and blue, lights of all colors shining through them. She could hear a faint beat as the music grew louder. *He certainly has an odd taste in places. I'm not much for nightclubs, but I need to figure this out.* She stepped into the building, the sights and sounds engulfing her'

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She looked around, the decor inside wasn't that bad. Red velvet with birch tree wood, in a Rococco style. *Not half bad so far.* She looked back to where she was walking, barely sidestepping a drunk dancer. She looked to the back corner where a man, looking around the same age as her, sipped on a vod.ka mart.ini. He wore a black hoodie and some dark grey jeans, and he slouched in his seat. She heightened her pacing a tad, reaching the booth in seconds. She sat across from him, crossing her legs.
"Hello, Fade," she looked to Fade, who shot to an upright position rather quickly.
"Dyna..." He slid his drink out of the way, resting his crossed arms on the table.
"Let's skip to the chase. I woke up in that hospital and bam, I'm not the same. I know you had something to do with this," she paused, looking to his beverage which was being levitated several inches into the air by smokey black tendrils of wisping shadows. It dropped back down, the darkness disappearing. "I want answers. Now. What am I?"

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Broken internet I can't comment in 3ds version '^'

Bleh. The hair looks like a wig because of how it's placed e.e

And my internet is horrible lately so it conked out as I was writing. It was a lot it deleted, too. ;-;

So I'll work on it later today.

"To put it plainly, you're a Kurai. It's Japanese for dark one, in case you're wondering." He leaned back. "Pretty cheesy if you ask me," he shrugged, "but I don't exactly choose these things."
She looked to him, a tad of anger still left in the icy expression she aleways wore. "Why didn't you tell me when I woke up? Better yet, why weren't you even there when I woke up?!" She glared at him.
His eyebrows were raised, her outburst had gotten the attention of a few others in the area, but they had quickly turned back to their friends or the various TVs in the room that were playing the latest football game.
She stood up, harshy grabbing Fade by his arm and pulling him along after her.
"Hey! Easy Dyna!" He fought back a bit, trying to get free, but she showed no signs of letting go anytime soon.
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