“When you disappeared, so many people were worried. They wanted you to come back. I wanted you to come back. And it amazed me. How people can be so charismatic. You, Aki, Lego.. All of you were so social. People were drawn to you, like moths to a lamp. I’ve always had trouble interacting with people, so maybe thats the reason im so amazed, but.. I just think its cool, i guess. Haha, where am i even going with this..? I should probably shut up haha.” She turned red and looked away again.

She waved her hand nonchalantly, before running off, splashing in the growing puddles of rain. Scor was silent for a moment, taking a deep breath. "My father once told me that humans were mostly harmless. And before, when all i saw was Utsubyo killing innocent people, i thought it was true. She was fast and quick, and apologized to each of them. 

But then, we were sent to a facility in india where they were expirementing on children. And i watched her kill each of them slowly, exruciatingly, savoring their screaming and enjoying their pain. When she was done, all of them were barely recognizable as human." She was silent for a moment more, before getting up. "We should go. We dont want to be left behind."

Utsubyo stood in the middle of the room, sword swirling with blue now, dripping with blood, along with the entire room. The man next to her had his back cut open, and she had pulled his lungs out through the cut and spread them apart like wings, cutting off all his limbs before that. Some were chopped up at every joint, some were obviously just stabbed over and over and over. One man sat at the table in front of her, alive, unharmed, praying while watching Utsu.

The way she carried herself seemed more like an animal then a human, blood dripping from her hands and arms shirt, while she gasped for air, almost giggling. There were a few moments of just Utsubyo's heavy breathing, and the lone man's praying, before Scor suddenly got excited. "Can i eat the leftovers again??" Utsubyo sighed, picking her sword back up, which had now replaced its angry silence with a satisfied hum, and shoved it back in it's saya. 

"Sure. Leave his head intact, okay? She's gonna need proof."  Scor, standing next to you, pushed her cap out of her face, her eyes were an unnatural bright blue against her pale skin. She unhinged her jaw, almost separating her head into two pieces, skin breaking and tearing apart, revealing rows and rows of teeth where her  skull and brain should be. Utsubyo shoved you out of the room, shutting Scor in behind her, and sat down against the wall, staring at the floor silently.

 "I'm beginning to think that maybe the shaking is just your own incompetence. I'm suprised you havent left one of my limbs behind yet." Behind you, the iron door had at least 7 locks on it, none of them seemed like they would work when you looked at them. "That's mean, you know! What would you do if i died because of you??" Various swords lined the walls, some of them had titles below them, some of them were clearly prized more then the others.

 "Your kind doesnt even die? You just get old and turn into a weird rock. And your like 50? Thats not even a quarter of your stupid-long lifespan, so shut up."  There were no windows, none, and no glass either. The place was well lit, bright white lights, electric torches down the wall. Scor mad a sad trill, and Utsubyo suddenly remembered that you existed. "Yo. You theree? Did Scor leave your brain back there or somethin' ?"