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I-No chuckled.

"I usually prefer a little harmony in my duets, but I suppose I could jam out a few songs with you." But then, her tone got more serious.

"That is, if you start talking to me nicer than that. Are you asking to die, kid? I'm more than willing to make it happen."

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Upon meeting with this…near scantily dressed woman before her, Gabriel raised her brow, giving a skeptical look on her face. But it slowly showed a cold, but calming expression on her face afterwards. 

"And you’re a bit old for that outfit you have on…” she answered her question in a calm, but sarcastic manner. She was unfazed by the bluntness she gave. “Just so you know, I’m a female.”

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Assassin? Weird name. Unique, without a doubt, too. Maybe she could have some fun with this kid, after all.

"You wanna know my name?" She paused for a second, and then chuckled. "I guess I could tell you."

"My name is I-No. Pronounced 'Ee No'. Got it, My. Assassin?"

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Well, that was quick. Well, better than wasting breath and his time processing that information that would just need to reiterated later on.

"Assassin… That’s what they call me…" Better than going into something troublesome or annoying with a real name.

"Anything to call you by, Miss?"

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I-No sized up the... Person... Before her, as she usually did. What was it? A guy? A girl? She couldn't tell. And it excited her.

"Well, hello there, handsome. You're a bit young for my taste, but that doesn't really affect the grander outcome. You a guy or a girl?"

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((I'm gonna run off to sleep now. It's well past that time, anyhoo. Good night, everybody. I'll get to replies tomorrow.))

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Upon Caleb's abrupt and unpleasant landing, I-No followed suit, in a much more graceful manner. However, when she had both feet on the ground, it was a whole different story.

She raised her foot and planted the heel of her boot on Caleb's face with a stomp, twisting it side to side as she did it.

"Still think you can take the heat, brat? Or can I just kill you right now?"

"Who the hell are you?" the white haired teenager looks up at I-No

I-No looked at the boy with contempt in her eyes. Who dared address her in such a crude manner?

"Who the hell are you, kid? I asked first."

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The musician wasn't really listening as the Assassin droned on and on about metaphors and analogies and apologies and all that other good stuff. She just knew that he was saying more than her short attention span could provide.

"Uh huh. Uh huh. You're pretty deep for a little kid, you know that? What's your name...?" He was at least remotely interesting to I-No. After all, he didn't give her a reason to kill him. Not yet, anyway. So she may as well learn his name."

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"Doesn’t matter how you look like… A tiger can be elegant but that doesn’t stop if from ripping your face off, does it?" He knew that she wasn’t that generic depiction of a witch. Same with that cultist of this town. One would be expecting some bitter old woman but…

"Right… Apologies… I guess your the second person to show me that things like that are always what they appear…” 

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The two forms of lightning collide with a crack and dissipate, immediately followed by a grimace from I-No. To move on from that failure, she dashed forward and began levitating toward Caleb at accelerating speeds, a trail of sparkles glistening behind.

When she reached Caleb, the musician swung with her guitar in an attempt to whack him in the head.

"Who the hell are you?" the white haired teenager looks up at I-No

I-No looked at the boy with contempt in her eyes. Who dared address her in such a crude manner?

"Who the hell are you, kid? I asked first."

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"Heh. Like what you see?" It was common for men to gawk at I-No in the streets. She was used to it at this point. But the man who stopped her this time looked unique. Could've been his long hair or something. Maybe it was because he looked homeless. But he just rubbed the musician the wrong way.

"Too bad. I don't give my sheet music to just any man. Especially not hippies like yourself." Her last sentence lost volume to the point where it was just a mumble. Which was strange for her, considering that she was never intimidated. By anybody.

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"Well aren’t you something?" Takaya questioned. Yes, he was back in Iwatodai for a temporary time before the Dark Hour. Though this woman appears to be seductive. It was an alluring view before he got a hold of himself.

"Anyways, my name is Takaya Sakaki. How may I how a lady like you?"

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feel free to kick calebs ass *self-proclaimed-worlds-fastest* child services doesnt count him as "their responsibility" so beat his white hair red if you feel like it :)

"I don't give a shit about 'child services' or whatever. I was gonna beat his ass to the ground, anyway."

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"Okay, you little shitface. You're really asking for it now." Needless to say, I-No was getting frustrated. Caleb was about to receive a painful reminder as to why you don't just run your mouth all the time.

With a fierce strike on the strings of Marlene, a lightning bolt flew toward the musician's opponent. She was done with his antics.

"Who the hell are you?" the white haired teenager looks up at I-No

I-No looked at the boy with contempt in her eyes. Who dared address her in such a crude manner?

"Who the hell are you, kid? I asked first."

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"I don't like the way you talk, you shitty little brat. Why don't you keep talking, and I can beat you to a pulp? It'll be fun."

"Who the hell are you?" the white haired teenager looks up at I-No

I-No looked at the boy with contempt in her eyes. Who dared address her in such a crude manner?

"Who the hell are you, kid? I asked first."

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I-No had no real idea of where she was. Looked like some sort of town. Fun. Maybe she could burn it down.

Still, though, she was greeted with a child upon her entry. How annoying, she hated kids. She greeted him with an expression of utter indifference.

"A witch? Kid, you've got me pinned all wrong. I'm a woman, not a witch. You know, a human? I'm not some crooked-nosed old bitch who sits around and makes potions all day."

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"Well, this is new… A witch coming around…. All this in this town…" Seth brings up his collar. "… It’s nothing short of a fairy tale…" Another face under this ‘Under Night’. Something about this one was nothing short of unnerving. That malicious feeling he’s feeling from her…

'Who is this woman..?'

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"Who the hell are you?" the white haired teenager looks up at I-No

I-No looked at the boy with contempt in her eyes. Who dared address her in such a crude manner?

"Who the hell are you, kid? I asked first."

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WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?

"My earliest memory...?"

"My first time jamming on Marlene. It made me feel sooo good~"

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I-No sized up the lanky, suited man before him with a half smile. He looked good. A little shifty, maybe, but good nonetheless.

"Well, aren't you just a snake of a man. I wouldn't mind jamming a few chords with you-- if you know what I mean."