K Project discussion

Where the members of Chaos hone their skills.

Tybalt walked into the training rooms, having successfully evaded contact with his very obsessive subordinate. "I hate people," he said, sighing as he walked up to his violet painted locker.

{{ I post with Isorō then? }}

((Mm-hmm. Levgyle, too, pwease.))

{{ mhmm. }}

Isorō wasn't dressed in her usual uniform. Instead, she was in a simple tank top with sweatpants, her hair up in a high ponytail, her katana in her hand.

Tybalt opened his locker pulling off his shirt to change into a sweatshirt, his multitude of scars on his back visible for a moment. Then he turned to the targets on the wall, deciding to hone his aim, first.

Something was sliced into two and another was cracked in half. Isorō stood behind two human shaped targets, her sword unsheathed. Her eyes were closed as she focused, and as a target popped up behind her, she cut it down swiftly.

Tybalt frowned. "Why do you always hog the targets?" he asked, somewhat amused, although only those closest to him could tell. He didn't seem very amused, except for a key sign. His foot was tapping slightly.

"Hm..?" Isorō had just realised he'd been in the room as her eyes opened. "I apologize, I will step away and allow you to train." She said sincerely and made to go, but there was a humorous tint in her voice.

"I never said you had to leave. You give up too easily, Isorō," Tybalt said, firing a blast at the target closest to him.

"I don't, but when the King orders something, I obey." She cut down another target that popped up.

"Some aren't so loyal," he noted with a sigh.

"Who?" She asked, stabbing one in the heart without looking.

"I've been constantly irritated when I've given the order that I would like to be left alone," he replied, sighing again.

"You mean.. Alice?" Isorō guessed, sighing.

"Yes. No end to the pestering..." Tybalt said, destroying another target.

"Then find someone and act like you're in some relationship and she'll bug off." She suggested.

{{ and that, is about to happen in 5... }}

"I'm not a social person..." Tybalt started, before the understanding of an opportunity before him. "What a marvelous idea!" he said, a gleam in his violet eyes.

"I'll give my sister credit on that one." Isorō chuckled.

{{ 4... }}

"I see. Well, Isorō, I think I owe your sister a word of thanks," Tybalt said, approaching the targets.

She merely nodded and sheathed her sword, pushing back some hair from her face. "I take it you will use that strategy?"

"Most likely," he said, stepping towards her.

"Is there anything I can assist you with before I leave?" She questioned as he stepped closer.

{{ 2... }}

"I think so, actually," he said, making up his mind. "That plan will do nicely."

{{ 1.. I gotta go soon :( }}

Isorō nodded. "What is it you need help with?"

"Nothing much," Tybalt said, before pressing his lips to hers.

((0.))

Isorō turned bright red almost immediately. She didn't expect it at all. Not one bit.

{{ soon... }}

((Aw...))

Tybalt pulled away soon after. "Thanks for the idea, Isorō," he whispered in her ear.

Isorō was frozen in shock and embarrassment. "Don't.. Mention it..." She said in a blank voice.

"Well, sorry, but this is a King's order. From this point on, until further notice. You belong with me," he said, smirking.

Isorō let out a deep breath and nodded stiffly. "I.. I see."

"My apologies," he said, pressing his lips to hers again.

Isorō went stiff once more as her face flared up.

{{ I'm sorry if I don't Rp too well with this.. It's been a long time since I rped something like this. BUT THIS IS AWESOME. }}

((Well... Levgyle still isn't going far. I'm glad this awesome.))

"You're not contributing much," he said, pulling away again.

{{ :) }}

"E-Eh? What do you mean?" She looked right at him.

((So...))

"You're supposed to sell the act. Be in love with me, or something," he said.

"I find that rather difficult to do, because you're the leader of the clan and we all look up to you.." She muttered, looking away from him.

{{ Hm.. }}

"That wouldn't be hard," he said, shrugging. "You came up with this plan."

"Technically, I didn't. My sister did." She corrected in a slightly high pitched tone.

"See? You're already correcting me. We're a couple," he said.

"I.. But.. Won't this get in the way of your work?" She did her best not to stammer.

"Not unless it gets in the way of yours," he said, wrapping an arm around her.

"Oh.. Um.." She hesitantly leaned closer to him.

"Now... Let's try again," he said, leaning closer.

Isorō nodded slightly and leaned in as well.

Tybalt pressed his lips lightly to hers, trying to sell it to any watchers nearby.

Isorō gently kissed back, her face reddening. Hopefully it was real enough?

((Yay! Well, do you have to leave yet?))

{{ luckily no!! I'm sneaking on the ipad. }}

((Ah. Levgyle?))