Eleventh Shot

[huntressrip]

[Emotions were not something Rip was used to dealing with. At first, she was unsure of what was happening, even after the Animus posts. It didn't make sense to her, why would she care about sharing anything? She didn't want to be close to anyone here!

So the Huntress decided to go for a walk. At first, she was uneasy. Then other emotions started to

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[not_a_damn_dog]

[Guess who was getting his daily lake bath at the time? He stops when he sees her, as he's trudging back to his towel. Apparently he likes to wear terrible looking swim trunks. Doesn't look happy to see her, again.]

...You.

[He shakes off like a dog, then picks up his towel and starts drying his hair.]

What are you doin' here?

[huntressrip]

[It takes the Huntress a few moments to realize someone was coming out of the lake. When she did, she looked up just in time to catch sight of the ugliest swimming trunks she had ever seen in her long life.

For a moment she wrinkles her nose before pausing. A feeling of distrust washing over her. Now that was an emotion she knew well.]

I haf mein reazons.

[not_a_damn_dog]

Like?

[huntressrip]

[Her anger bubbled to the surface, barely contained as she glared up at him.]

I vanted out of zhe houze. Happy? Now vy don't you go be a mongrel zome vere else.

[not_a_damn_dog]

I ain't a mongrel, shut your fuckin' face.

[huntressrip]

[Her grip tightens on her umbrella as her anger bubbles, only to rapidly dissipate suddenly as she goes back to huddling under the umbrella as a new emotion cascades over her. She winces a little and shies away.]

[not_a_damn_dog]

So you're hit with it too, huh?

[huntressrip]

[There's a hesitant nod as she hides behind the umbrella.]

"... Ja.I vat zhese... horrible feelings to go avay."

[not_a_damn_dog]

I thought you were a badass vampire?

[huntressrip]

[Rip growls as she glares up at him from under the umbrella.]

Letz zee how you handle zuch foreign feelingz zhat you are unfamiliar vith!

[Once more her anger was rising. Moments later she swings at him with her umbrella, exposing herself to the sun. She doesn't seem to car that the exposed areas are already turning red and starting to blister.]

I am a being of var! Zhere iz no place for sadness or despair on zhe battle field! I am a Huntress! I love zhe chase und zhe kill! Zhis! Zhis is vorse zhen death! How can you... filthy creatures ztand zhis!?

[not_a_damn_dog]

It's called bein' an actual person, instead of bein' a mindless beast. That's closer to what you are.

[He takes his massive towel and throws it over her body.]

Stop burnin' yourself up for nothin'. You wanna' get hurt, go piss off your jailer. You can't tell me you weren't a normal human, once. You had to be somethin' before world war 2.

[huntressrip]

[She stills as the massive towel covers her, stopping her skin from burning. For a few moments she's standing there, shaking as she leans back against the tree.

There's movement under the towel, finally she peeks out, using the massive towel much like a blanket to cover her form. Sapphire eyes stare up at him. Already the burns were starting to heal. Tears were welling in her eyes as sadness seemed to over come her.]

I haf alvays been different.

[not_a_damn_dog]

What do you mean?

[huntressrip]

[Once more she fell silent, the sadness disappearing only to be replaced with something much, much colder. More calculating. A faint smile graces her lips as her burned face heals slowly, pale skin mixing with the blistered red.]

It means many, many zhings Akira.

[not_a_damn_dog]

Stop bein' so goddamned cryptic and just tell me.

[huntressrip]

[The smile becomes more pleasant as she shrugs, her face mostly healed. She opens the umbrella again and lets the towel rest around her shoulders.]

First~, You may vant to define vat 'normal' means und zhen ask zhe question again.