Carolyn
*The Treton dragged her claws across the stone bricks, slowly moving towards the cowering elf. She licks her lips menacingly, and then a serious expression takes over her face.*

*Footsteps behind her. Fast. A fighter? They seemed confident in their combat abilities.*

*Yakaiyo waited for the figure to get close, then brought up her left leg and shot it up towards the fighter's gut as he moved towards her.*
Chung
*As Horace flies towards the figure, he spots some movement. Her leg moving out from under her coat and lunging at his stomach. Thankfully the elf was alot quicker, Grabbing her ankle and pushing her leg to the right.*

*This would hopefully knock the girl off balance somewhat and leave her open. The elf uses this openess to reach for her face. Grabbing it and pushing her to the floor, using his weight and momentum from the sprint.*
"Stay down."
Carolyn
*Ah, so he was fast. Soon she found herself turned onto her back and her head being pushed to the ground. Not that she felt it.*

*Through her assailant's fingers, she could see a hood and a mask. For some reason, it seemed familiar...*

*....Maybe she wouldn't kill him for his mistake. Maybe only some small, though painful wounds.*

*Yakaiyo's right hand gripped onto the man's wrist while her left swung at his face with her claws, but not as an attack, but as a distraction. Her right leg flew up and impacted the elf right in between the legs.*
Teresa
Would Horace notice this
Chung
*As the two collapse to the floor, Horace holds firm on Yakaiyo's face. Keeping her against the floor as a temporary hold. Though there were lots of weak points here, one being her arms were still free. However once again, Horace was too quick for the girl.*

*Seeing the claws fly towards him, he counters by reaching over and gripping her forearm, forcing it to the ground with ease. However, the elf soon freezes in place as he feels something connect below.*

*It'd been awhile since he took a hit... He was never really geared towards endurance... The elf lets out a silent whimper, his face frozen in pain behind his mask. All the pressure on Yakaiyo seems to disappear as the elf slides off her. Landing to the right on the cold floor, gripping his crotch.*
***PAINED SILENCE***
Carolyn
*As she felt the grip on her face falter, Yakaiyo stands herself up, looking at the fallen elf. He was strong, but he left himself open. A truly costly mistake. The Treton lets out a small chuckle, turning to the once hopeful elf.*

"Looks like your knight in shining armor just got knocked down. Shame."

*As much as she would enjoy toying with her victim, she had to make it quick. The blow wouldn't keep him down forever. Her hand brushes the golden hair of the elf behind her sharp ear, in an almost caressing manner. Then violently, it shifts to grab her hair and slams it into the treton's knee, again and again. The sound of the impact echoes through the dark alleyway, until the elf's face is nothing but s bloody mess. Yakaiyo's knee isn't in the best shape either, but it's not like she cares.*

*Turning to the fallen figure, Yakaiyo lifts her foot and steps on the side of his head.*

"Now, who exactly are you?"
Chung
*As much as it pained him to say for the other elf, he wasn't getting up anytime soon. Horace would lay there, just attempting to endure his pain... And eventually he gets through the worst of it. It was already over though, the other person's defiled body laying in a puddle of blood and rain...*

*He attempt's to get up, but is soon met with Yakaiyo's foot against his head. Listening to her speak... He hadn't noticed before due to the pain, but she sounded familiar... It takes him a bit to work up some words, but he eventually spits something out.*

"I-it depends... Who's asking...?"

*He wanted to laugh at his bit of self amusement, but this situation hardly allowed him. He reaches up, attempting to grab the Trenton's ankle again.*

"Say... You s-sound awfully familiar..."
Carolyn
*An eyebrow was raised. This was confusing, she's definitely heard this voice before. And apparently she did as well...*

*Yakaiyo hadn't met many people during her time as an outcast. She remembered that blind girl, the stupid titan, that one generic sword wielding Macen, and of course, Pyetra. Who else was there...*

*Yakaiyo moves her foot to try and expose the hooded figure's face, and she kneels to take a closer look.*

"Oh. That's who. I was wondering why you sounded so familiar."
Teresa
That one generic sword wielding Macen 
Who XD
Chung
*Horace seems to get a little breathing room soon enough as the figure moves their foot. Kneeling down to him and seemingly examining his masked face... As she does, he gets a chance to look back at her. And to his surprise...*

"Yakaiyo...? What-..."

*He pauses for a moment, eventually attempting to tear himself from the floor. He lays back a bit, resting against the wall and staring for a moment...*

*He reaches up, fidgeting with his mask before removing it and setting it on his leg. It was definitely Horace... But... Was that really Yakaiyo...? He stares at her for a moment, a confused and wondering expression on his face.*

"What *Happened* To you...? You look terrible!"
Carolyn
"Oh Horace, please. There's no way I look that-"

*The treton takes a glance at the nearby wet cobbles, enough water collecting in them to provide a reflective surface. It seems that the elf wasn't exaggerating; she looked far different that what she had months prior. The Treton couldn't remember when was the last time she had taken a look at herself; her hair was ruffled, her expression one of apathy, all color in the eyes no longer vibrant, but almost painted over. Blood splatters, hollow cheeks, dark spots, it was all there. She grimaces, turning back towards the thief.*

"Well, it seems that I haven't been taking care of myself recently. How have you been doing?"

*A tired grin forms on Yakaiyo's face as she slides down the wall, sitting down next to the blond corpse.*
Chung
*Horace would grimace back as she does, half out of sympathy and half out of the remaining pain. He sighs, glancing at the corpse... Can she really just start a conversation after killing someone like that...? He wondered if this was new or if she was always like this...*

*He sighs lightly, planting his head in his hand for a moment before turning back to Yakaiyo.*
"Well... I suppose i've been alright... Care to tell me what the hell *That* Is all about?"

*He says, looking at the corpse beside her.*
Teresa
This rp is going surprisingly well
Carolyn
"Hm? Ah, that's right! You didn't know! You could say that I've been 'purging' the world of these bastards. They're evil, all of them. I have to be careful though, otherwise I might get folks like you."

"At first, it started out as self defense to try and get away. They attacked, I killed. Eventually, I decided to start hunting them back.*

*The vampire extends her claws, flexing and inspecting them.*

"Don't worry, you're alright."
Chung
*Horace would stare with a blank expression for a solid minute... Just looking at Yakaiyo and processing what she just told him. He wanted to say something... He wanted to tell her she was insane... But... Something else in him told him to say nothing, so that's what he did.*

*He looks at the bodies before shaking his head...*

"So... Did you know them or is it just... Revenge on elves, like that crazy incident awhile ago with the genocide..."

*God, the sight of them... If he hadn't seen so many mutilated corpses before, he'd probably be on his knees vomiting right now...*
Carolyn
*Horace seemed surprised. Of course, anyone would be after someone they knew radically changed into a deranged serial killer. The claws disappear back into her hand, the Treton smiling weakly.*

"No, I don't know them. I wish I did. Then I could see the terror I their faces as I remind them of what they did. That I cannot forgive them for. It's just the same old genocide."

"I know, I'm crazy. Insane. Deranged. I lost my sanity a long time ago."
Chung
*Horace sighs, resting his chin in his hand and looking at Yakaiyo... What in the hell happened to her...? He couldn't tell who to feel worse for. The elves who just got massacred, or the woman who sat in front of her...*

*Though no matter who he gave his sympathies too, the reality was it was already over... They were dead and she was alive, nothing he could do about it... Except maybe prevent anymore deaths.*

*He pauses for a moment, eventually standing and extending a hand to Yakaiyo.*
"Well... You may be insane, but you're still a person... Let's get you out of the rain and cleaned up... You look terrible, but a bath and a nice rest should help you a bit..."
Carolyn
*As the treton accepts the thief's hand, she lets out a small laugh.*

"Still a person? They see me as a monster, Horace. So that is what I will be to them. A monster. I can't stop-no, I *Won't* Stop killing. It's the only thing that even brings satisfaction in my life, and even that is dwindling."

*Yakaiyo realized that she was... Addicted to killing. But she would embrace it. Discard any resistance, as it would inhibit her. It would get her caught. And she had to follow through her eternal mission.*

"And where exactly would we go? I'm wanted everywhere in Silnaria, remember?"