wait a minute + open, hurting london

[london r.]

It was difficult not to panic when one could see blood leaking out of their chest as it was with London. This weakness of hers was truly terrifying. Though she did not believe the would would be severe enough kill her, it was a rather eye opening moment. She should be more careful, perhaps it was bad that she wanted to trust those around her. Perhaps she should not be trying to make friends at all, if her first attempt turned out like this. Oh, but that would be truly heartbreaking. This was just an unfortunate turn of events, nothing more. Next time she would not have to briefly fear for her life.

Killua seemed to snap the girl out of her daze, and the albino would look up as he spoke to her. Lay down? Yes, perhaps that was a good idea. She watched the male's nimble paws work with the gauze, stretching it across the laceration. It did not feel too nice, actually it rather hurt, but it would make her better in the long run. Giving a weak nod of her head, the girl would apply pressure to the injury, wincing at the added pain of her paw on the raw skin. "Thank you." the girl would call out, a smile briefly falling upon her features as she watched Killua move away from her. Part of her wanted him to stay, his presence was comforting, even if he was barely more than a stranger.

Even Cry had left her, both of them facing off against that horrendous creature that had caused all of this. How brave they both were, defending her, although technically they were defending all of the Snowbound. Who knew what would have happened if this lady had entered their camp. There would have been a couple more injuries, surely. Tears clouded her vision, making it difficult to keep watching, but she supposed watching the fight would not exactly help her stop panicking, as Killua had instructed. So the girl would close her eyes, melting into the snow. She would have to find a way to thank both of her defenders, they were both being so brave, putting themselves in harms way. Maybe she should take this moment to figure out the best ways to do just that, and drown out the world around her.

[Guru]

MANICURES AND PEDICURES, I'M ALWAYS TIP TOP
'Well fuck.' A call of agony ripped through Guru as metal claws ripped through her back leg's tendons, causing the female to slight herself and fall to the floor. The caracal caught herself on her paws before she could sink any further into the floor to expose her weakness then brought herself to her paws the best she could, only to be stuck down again. A shrill laugh left her throat between gritted teeth. She twisted around. A harsh gaze and a devilish grin was plastered upon her lips mischievously.

He wanted to talk? "Let's talk then, boy," she cooed back. Guru offered him a quick search up and down, only to gaze back up at him with an uncaring gaze. "What's got you so egotistically violent?" Her paw aimed to brush at his cheek lightly, only to pull away if he moved. "Daddy never gave you support, so you ran away or something like that...?" Snaking out of her mouth, her tongue licked the outsides of her muzzles gently, only to come back in when she spoke again. "Maybe a lover gone rouge...?" She offered a grim crane of her head.

When he was phased, she would slip from underneath him and then began to trot off quickly with one leg tearing in the breeze as the rest did the work. Sadly, she did not realize he had teleportation. Nevertheless, it was a good attempt for her to escape before this maniac threw her under the bus.

[| KILLUA ZOLDYCK |]

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(star if you wanted! Killua could drop Guru off in the Typhoon and leave a note to what she did c: )

He was an assassin yes, but that didn't mean he didn't kep himelf proper to an extent. The assassin didn't enjoy the feeling of constantly having blood clotting on his fur. With how white his fur was, it just meant that it would ultimately end up staining his fur if he didn't clean it off quick enough. Which was the worst when he was trying to hide only to have a spot in his fur ruin his stealth completely. There were some things that the assassin didn't even want to try and get into. Killua could handle being covered in blood, but ultimately, he was going to have to wash himself off before doing anything else. Which was something that he did quite often, as it made it easier to constantly hide his scent once he cleaned himself off. It made it so it was almost impossible for him to shed as well. The assassin could deal with being around a bunch of corpses that had been in the sun for several days. He, of course, wouldn't want to really step in the likes of the bodies, but he didn't mind being around corpses, having been around them since he was little. The wildcat could deal with having a creatures organs and flesh in between his paws. The one thing that he couldn't take though was the aspect of bugs that would get far too close to him. He remembered that his adopted sister had ended up having a pet that was a tarantula, while at the same time she ended up adopting a bat as her son. Which was strange for Killua, but he wasn't about to dictate whatever she did with her life like what his family had done for him when he was younger. He refused to be anywhere near the spider, not because he was afraid of the spider biting and killing him, it was more of the factor that the number of eyes on the arachnid was enough to give a shiver down his spine. Most bugs usually gave him the creeps, not that he would openly admit it. There was also the fact that he didn't enjoy being around worms either. They were sliming and he remembered that he had to eat one while on a job because he was slowly starving. He would never be doing that again for a very long time. He had a couple other irrational fears here and there, but when it came to gore that assassin seemed to be perfectly fine no matter what kind of form it ended up happening. He was still an assassin and had the capability of taking out high priority targets if he wanted to. The wildcat has been the one to kill two clan leaders before and a couple other high priority targets. What did the Typhoon think about sending one creature alone to try and stir something up? In the middle of a territory where there would more than likely be other animals in the area instead of just lonely creature that wanted to walk alone by itself. What if the caracal had decided that he was going to be her target? Well then this situation would have been completely different and he probably would have killed her. But he wasn't here to kill her, and there were too many eyes that were looking at him at the moment. He couldn't kill the Typhoon member even if he wanted to. The cry that the other let out when he ripped through her tendons nearly made his heart skip. He tried his damn best to ignore the sound. He really did. But instead, it made him felt victorious. Happy. He had managed to hurt her to the point that she actually felt pain and wasn't the type to express that kind of pain immediately either. He shouldn't feel this though. He had been through this before. It was like clockwork. Killua ignored that for now because it wasn't something that mattered with the slightly larger animal that was underneath his paws. His arm and his claws covered in her blood that he didn't really seem to care about. His facial expression had moved to something that was cold and neutral. Nothing she could say would get her out of this situation.

He noticed the way the other looked him up and down and tried to analyze him. He knew this tactic. He had done it before. A smirk spread across his lips. "Sorry hag, you aren't exactly my type." The assassin would be quick to shoot back toward the other, the tip of one of his ears flicking as she started to talk. Oh, here she goes. He watched her paw, and he recoiled slightly at the thought of her touching him, a disgusted look on his face. He wasn't here to play any more games anymore. Once she was finished talking, Killua couldn't help but let out a laugh. Daddy issues? Not even. He enjoyed the presence of his dad, as the other was the most logical one in his family at the moment and allowed him to do whatever the hell he wanted half the time. He didn't know what love was, so he didn't lose anyone that he cared about. Which simply meant that he was alone in this world. "Nice try. I'm not some poor sap that's wallowing in my own sorrow." Killua scoffed at the female. Kill her. A familiar voice finally decided to make its entrance in the back of his mind. As soon as the voice spoke in his head the serval's grip seemed to tighten around her body for a split second, not dealing any more damage, but the pressure would be there. His eyes flashed black for a couple of seconds. The reason why his actions had been particularly violent was simply that of the factor that someone from a distance was manipulating his emotions for the way he once used to be. Killua was a killer after all, and killing the female underneath him wouldn't be all that hard. Just a flick of his paw. He knew the way. A pained hiss escaped his jaws as he shook his head as if trying to shake the damn voice away, and he managed to compose himself from killing the caracal there. But because of this, he ended up getting distracted thanks to himself. He felt the female's body move underneath him, and she started to head back toward the border of Snowbound. His claws flexed into the ground. He wasn't going to be distracted like that again. With the leg she had now, it was impossible for her to outrun something like him unless she had some sort of power. Running probably wouldn't work again as she would be prepared for that. The assassin would then turn on his invisibility and then would aim to use his teleportation to land onto the caracal's back, hoping to flatten her to the ground. He turned on his invisibility so that the other wouldn't be able to see him teleport, and if that worked, he would aim to grab the female's scruff and slam her against an adjacent tree. he would have to strain himself slightly due to her weight, but he would manage nonetheless. The purpose of slamming her against the tree was simply to knock the air out of her and not cause other injuries. After that, he would aim to place his paw on the female's neck, turning off his invisibility at this point. "Leaving so soon? The fun just started." The assassin growled angrily as his tail lashed behind him.

snowbound -- apprentice -- male -- 8 moons

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Tags | Updated 03/26/17:

GENERAL:
★ KILLUA | KILL (BY FAMILY ONLY) | MALE
★ Bisexual
★ 8 moons | Birthday | Ages realistically
★ N/A |  Former Deputy & Former Head Combatant (FF) | Professional Assassin

IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ Killua constantly remains stealthy. He uses his air elemental to cushion every step that he takes, making his pawsteps barely audible.
★ Killua also uses his Air Elementals to block out his scent from everyone around him. Which means its impossible to find him by scent, as he doesn't like to be associated with any clans despite his ranks he may have.
★ He has a very bad addiction to candy and doesn't share it with anyone no matter who they are.
★ Killua will not respect your character right off the bat. Unless they express how strong they are, or if they are interesting in his opinion, then there is a chance that he might show respect. Meaning that he will show no respect for ranks.
★ Killua has no morals. Meaning that seeing death doesn't affect him, and if someone dies, he just considers the one that did to be too weak and deserved death.
★ He is not afraid to kill your character, as he believes himself to be stronger than everyone else he comes across due to his training and how he knows the clans after living in them for several months.
★ HE WILL NOT TRUST YOUR CHARACTER. Not right off the bat anyway. Which means he won't give any personal information to them unless he deems them to be interesting.
★ Killua is immune to all deadly chemicals/poisons and is also immune to electrical attacks. However, just because he is immune, he still feels the pain from it all, he can just bare the pain. This means that he will get somewhat pissed if poisons are attempted to be used on him or if someone tries to electrocute him.

RECENT EVENTS (oldest-recent):
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PHYSICAL:
★ ALBINO SERVAL W/ METAL CLAWS [birth/main] | health: 100% | Reference.
— 30 lbs and the size of a full grown domestic cat, Killua belongs to the wildcat species of the serval. Meaning that his body structure consists of his long legs and his large ears that are perched on the top of his head. The most noticeable feature of him though is that his fur, instead of the usual tan and black, is stark white. Unlike most albino servals though, Killua doesn't show the usual spots of an albino serval, his fur being completely white. He has a lean build, meaning that he is built more for speed, yet there will be strengths behind his attacks. He has numerous scars all over his body, but sadly they can't be seen thanks to being hidden underneath his slightly unusually long fur. Compared to a serval's anyway. His eyes express a vibrant electric blue/sapphire hue color to them. Looking at his claws though, the front claws in his front paws are made entirely metal, over inches long meaning that they have a lot of piercing capability. These claws are made out of a light, durable metal that is sharper than even that of swords. So that the claws are capable of slicing through tough hide if need be. The claws on his back legs though are completely normal claws. Due to his front claws being so long though, it means that they can't be fully sheathed, so the tips of the claws always stick out no matter what. This means that if he is to ever spar with someone, there is a likelihood that character will end up getting scratched. Killua can often be seen eating some form of candy when he is talking to someone, except in serious situations.
- major injuries: none
- minor injuries: none

PERSONALITY:
Everyone wants to keep Killua on his good side. No one wants him on his bad side because if they do it usually results in their death sometime later. Killua has no problem with killing those that mock him, on the consideration that he doesn't like to be considered weak, and having grown up only being taught how to kill, he has no other morals when it comes to dealing with social situations. Killua is extremely terrible when it comes to social gatherings, actually making quite difficult for him to interact with others without completely pissing them off. This serval doesn't show respect toward those that he doesn't know, and those that he doesn't consider to be capable of doing their job. He believes that most adults that he has come across are idiots compared to him, as despite his young age, he believes that he has a lot more experience than adults could ever have. Right now though, he is trying his best to figure out what he wants with his life after running away from his family and dealing with a clan previous to coming here, hearing a rumor that there were strong creatures here that could be a possible challenge. He has a huge ego as he thinks that he can take anyone on with relative ease. That he can take on anyone no matter what size they are. The assassin doesn't like to follow the rules either, practically a loose canon as he just does whatever the hell he wants to despite the consequences. He can often be seen mocking others, or even teasing if he is in a lighter mood. Killua so far is rarely seen being serious, as he mostly talks with a lot of sarcasm in his voice.

RELATIONSHIPS:
★ Single | 1/2 nothing
★ NPC x NPC | Generation 1 | No mentor

POWERS:
★ Electricity Elementals (Discovered/Almost mastered)
★ Air Elementals (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Conjuration (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Telepathy (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Invisibility (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Teleportation (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Shape shifting (Discovered/Mastered)

INTERACTION:
★ Message this account to plot
★ Extremely hard to befriend if the character isn't the same strength/age as him
★ Physically extreme | Mentally medium | Training constantly
★ Will start fights, and will finish them quickly
★ Attack in bold paleturquoise
★ Cannot powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions. ALL OPINIONS ARE IC

[Guru]

MANICURES AND PEDICURES, I'M ALWAYS TIP TOP
She sped off, but it was no use. It was quick. All of his attacks landed perfectly and she grimaced as soon as the first hit.He slammed her down upon the tree and his paw grabbed at her neck's scruff. She let out a snarl in response, but remained calm as her muscles loosened. Guru expected this one to kill her. Supposedly not though. "Do what you want to do to me now, eh?" she joked lightly. Her words were sharply hissed in a sarcastic tone, but she kept her posture light still. "The little rascal can even watch."

//apologies, i've been super busy!! + that'd be nice!! + left this short under the assumption you'll be dragging her there, plus you can powerplay as needed