Curiosity Kills The Cat? [Solo/Job/Plot]

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The night after Noir let herself losing control of her own madness was truly a nightmare, she couldn’t help but to remember how it felt to make those psychotics people trapped in her ice spell. What terrified her was not how she did it and what would result from it, she had no regret at all. It was just how she felt when she used one of her strong spells towards those helpless fellows, she felt something that she knew that she couldn’t or not allowed to feel… a satisfaction. True it was the act of justice as she was just defending herself and made them pay for the soul that they took, but still… her hand trembled with excitement and at that moment, she had a little time where she was content when she called them pigs. So that was how those slave masters felt like to have someone weaker than them and they got the chance to prove that they were superior? She was disgusted, and the more she thought about that, her stomach began to stir in a negative way to the point she had to vomit.

Her crimson eyes were still there, perfectly stacked there as if it waited for the chance where something inside her could full take control of her. Noir frowned and stopped staring at the mirror for a little bit by closing her eyes, calming herself down before opening her eyes again only to see those bloody gems still there. Every time her irises changed, sometime was different from herself. She could feel that she became more aggressive, more easily raged and also didn’t hesitate to hurt anyone while usually, even though she can be like that too, it didn’t last very long like what she experienced right now. It was weird though as knowing from her past experience, her irises would come back to golden soon, but it took a little longer. She wondered what happened…

WC: 325/1500

 

The city guards were aware of some suspicious figure coming back and forth into the crime scene, they thought it was the killer as they were still believed with the saying where the killer would always come back to the crime scene. Well, some of it was true but in some cases, it wouldn’t happen. But they were confident enough because if it was just some random people, they would notice, but there was no one approached the crime scene except this shadowy figure. One night, some of them would guard the latest crime scene and was waiting for any suspicious person to come so they could catch him and get some high honored praise from their upper highs.  But what they found was just a young woman who had a black hair and odd crimson eyes strolling around the place, the guards didn’t think that she was suspicious at first but by seeing how she strolled around the crime scene for too long, they began to have several assumptions towards the black haired girl.
 
Noir noticed the cautious vibe from the guards but didn’t try to run away, she just looked at the guards with her usual blank face instead. It was not a crime for her to stroll around the house, right? At least she didn’t try to steal anything or break into the house. But the guards seemed to think differently as they glared at the black haired girl, wanting to see if she would be wise to leave or not. Knowing that her presence might be unwanted there, the black haired girl decided to just call it a day and would be back at night so she could look at the crime scene at ease. The guards might be more cautious at night, but the dark could help her to hide herself, so she just hoped that she could sneak into the house once again. There was something that she needed to make sure and if she made it, perhaps she could start to find the killer or forecasting about where and when he would strike again.
 
When the night came, Noir stared at the moon which used to have the same color as her golden eyes, but now it was different as her irises color still not changed back to golden and still had this bloody red color. Why did she feel something inside herself? It was something that was not her when her irises color changed into crimson, something that would gain control over herself and made her feel like a beast. The black haired girl could feel it as she tried to not imagining on how she would kill the guards just in case they interfere, she suppressed it when she still had the control over herself and calming herself down by thinking for something peaceful. After she gained her composure, Noir slowly walked to the house, as quiet as she could. But she noticed that there were no guards at all and stopped herself for a little bit, knowing that it was odd to see no one guarding the house. She wondered if they already caught the killer, but no, she didn’t think so. Maybe she should go back now to avoid unwanted things, just in case it was some kind of trap to lure someone in. When she turned her back, she bumped into someone and whimpered a little because her nose got hit on the man’s chest and stepped back to apologize. The man chuckled towards the young girl in front of them and formed his lips into a smile. He waved his hand while saying, “No, it’s alright. It’s my fault for not looking forward when I walk. Are you alright?”
 
 
Noir saw the man and couldn’t uttering any words at that time as she saw how his eyes glowing in red just like hers, but snapped herself up quickly to answer back. “I am alright, Sir. Thank you for asking… are you alright as well?” The female magician couldn’t help but to keep staring at the man’s eyes, it were alluring and his smile was mysterious, as if it would drown her into the void. But maybe it was just her who felt that way, considering she was not the usual her today because of her own blood colored eyes.

WC: 1455/1500

The white haired man smiled again before reaching his hand out and put it on the black haired girl’s head, ruffling her hair carefully. “It should be me who had to ask you that, silly girl.” He chuckled and poked Noir’s nose, “I noticed you were touching your nose after we bumped before, we don’t want you to have a pug nose, don’t we?” The female magician could only stare at the white haired man with a blank stare as if questioning everything he did because it was confusing for her. He called her silly girl, and he poked her nose only to say that she might have some kind of pug nose. Strange, but the girl assumed that it was just because this man was different from any other people that she had met.

Her borg flared up and reacted to something that possibly came from behind her, she felt a faint hint of murderous intention but it was not too heavy. She would usually control herself to see who would want to attack, but this time, she didn’t do it and quickly reached for her wand. Something about noticing those intentions made her didn’t act her usual and right now she considered it as a threat. “Oh my, we should probably run, the guards look pretty mad.” But the man didn’t receive any reply as the girl was already turned herself to face the guards. The moment she did that, one of the guards yelled, “You will end here!” They dashed towards them by pointing their swords in a threatening way and that made Noir only stared at them with a glare that was as cold as ice. There was no way she would end here, not right now and not at this place. She was close to what she was seeking at the moment and they would probably prevent her to achieve it, so she knew that she needed to stop it before everything was too late.

“…watch it…” Noir murmured while pointing her wand and whispered to the rukh. The moment she commanded the rukh, a wave of static energy was produced and it travelled towards the guard before it instantly made three of them collapsed to the ground. Two of them was saved because they parried it with their sword, but the black haired girl didn’t stop herself from casting another spell. This time, she whispered to the rukh again and soon streams of water discharged and when it touches the guards, it turned into sharp icicle. Just when she wanted to cast her spell again, she stopped herself when the man put his hand on her shoulder, almost like someone who could tame a raging beast. “Now now, let us go, there’s no need to deal with them any further.” The moment he finished saying his words, it felt like she was returning to her own self again and was horrified to see the guards that she beat. Judging from their condition, there was no way they could stand up for a while and Noir was not happy with her doing. “But…”

He ruffled her hair again and then with his mysterious smile, he reached his hand out and said, “Shall we?” And just like a tamed pet with her master, the black haired girl placed her hand on the man’s palm. She knew that was not a right thing to do, he was a stranger but something about him was so alluring and she was eager to know.

WC: 1500+/1500
Magoi : 250/300

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