03-31-2018, 08:55 PM
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[shadow=darkblue,right]KILLUA[/shadow]
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Happiness was a rare and fleeting emotion when it came to the young assassin. He had practically been raised so that all the emotions that he did feel were smothered in his mind so that when he did feel the emotions he would just end up confused as to what emotion it actually was. It was to the point that Killua didn't even know what certain emotions felt like, causing him to usually go out into a panic and completely try to snuff the feeling out. It was strange for him to feel for others, especially in a caring manner. Most of the time he had just killed them if they even looked at him the wrong way, but he was trying to change himself right now. He was allowing himself to feel like what it felt when he was happy. He had been happy in the prevoius clan that had ended up living in for a couple months. Sure animals there didn't exactly like him or approve of his actions. Not like he really cared about it that much, but still. There were a couple that were willing to deal with him here and there, and soon enough he became extremely close to one of them. To where he ended up calling the female his adopted sister and they treated each other like family. At least, he believed that's what clan families did when they treated each other with kindness instead of whipping them into submission. There were very chances that Killua was allowed to be himself around others. The usual attitude he held around others was sometimes a facade just to get them on his side. Which wasn't hard in the regard to most clanners as most of them were too trusting as soon as they saw them. Killua wasn't one to really help those in danger all things considered, but there would be times that he would feel pity for others. Is that what the other creatures in the clans felt when they looked at him? He could never really see the pity in their eyes when they looked at the massive scars that covered his body. The assassin had a high pain tolerance, so having something done to him that one would think would be incredibly painful usually wasn't thanks to all the torture he had gone through with his family. Most of the nerves on the first layer of his skin completely dead thanks to having shock therapy at a huge voltage to get him used to the chance of him getting captured and being electrocuted for information if it ever came down to it. One fact that Killua did know, was that animals were very quick to look down at him for what he was. He was just a kid right. He didn't know any better than the adults. Killua usually didn't bond well with those that were older than him in the regard that they would always try to take charge of him. Just because he was an apprentice. Nothing infuriated him more when an adult thought that he was in distress and try to get into his business. He made sure that most of his problems didn't really involve others when he interacted them in most regards.
There were no reasons to, he hated at the thought of his family just deciding to completely destroy the clan that he was currently living in. That would be worse case scenario in his mind. The assassin needed to make sure to have precautions so that would ever end up happening again. Killua once had someone that he did care about. However, he didn't know where she was anymore, or even if she was alive. She was tough so he anticipated that she would be fine without him, especially without Illumi being a threat to her life. He had to leave her. He had no choice. She would have gotten herself killed. It was for the BEST. Then why did he always have a bitter taste to his tongue? The albino serval swallowed the saliva that had been collecting in his throat. It wasn't hard to follow the female's scent considering that it was different from the rest of the groups. Considering the difference between canine and feline night vision, he would see a whole lot easier in the darkness. But maybe she was a threat and had been trying to lead him into the tunnel without him really realizing it. This made Killua hesitate for a couple of moments, he was small enough that if something did happen he could rely on his speed and his eyesight. Or he could just end up teleporting. He blinked his sapphire blue optics as Koru was slithering around his neck. Obviously noticing the uneasy feeling that the wildcat was having. Huffing to himself he walked down into the tunnel, his pawsteps making no noise whatsoever. Thanks to his air elementals, he was capable of remaining stealthy for a majority of his life. The power muffling his pawsteps completely, and the power making it so that it was impossible to catch his scent. Which he didn't really have as he constantly bathed himself so that there weren't any imperfections on his fur. The tips of his long metal claws were close to scraping against the rock flooring of the tunnel, but he stepped well enough that he didn't have to worry about them making any sort of noise. It took Killua a couple of seconds, running at a decent trot, as he looked around the corner, his eyes have adjusted to the lack of light, to see the female that was down the tunnel. It was a canine from the looks of it. Older than him for sure. Killua was barely able to catch the other's form due to her dark coloring, but even if he couldn't see her completely he could just track her scent. Moving from the corner that he had been behind, he appeared behind the dingo, at least five feet away from her in the tunnels. "I'm guessing you're lost" The stealthy assassin stated out of the blue, as he sat himself down. The albino black mamba that was wrapped around his neck flicked his tongue out in the canines direction, gauging how far away she was from him. There would certainly be a big size difference between the two of them, not like he really cared all that much. The apprentice's tone sounded bored when he talked though. If the other got lost in the tunnels, he probably wouldn't help her, unless she reacted nicely toward him instead of trying to chew his head off like most animals tended to do with his personality.
There were no reasons to, he hated at the thought of his family just deciding to completely destroy the clan that he was currently living in. That would be worse case scenario in his mind. The assassin needed to make sure to have precautions so that would ever end up happening again. Killua once had someone that he did care about. However, he didn't know where she was anymore, or even if she was alive. She was tough so he anticipated that she would be fine without him, especially without Illumi being a threat to her life. He had to leave her. He had no choice. She would have gotten herself killed. It was for the BEST. Then why did he always have a bitter taste to his tongue? The albino serval swallowed the saliva that had been collecting in his throat. It wasn't hard to follow the female's scent considering that it was different from the rest of the groups. Considering the difference between canine and feline night vision, he would see a whole lot easier in the darkness. But maybe she was a threat and had been trying to lead him into the tunnel without him really realizing it. This made Killua hesitate for a couple of moments, he was small enough that if something did happen he could rely on his speed and his eyesight. Or he could just end up teleporting. He blinked his sapphire blue optics as Koru was slithering around his neck. Obviously noticing the uneasy feeling that the wildcat was having. Huffing to himself he walked down into the tunnel, his pawsteps making no noise whatsoever. Thanks to his air elementals, he was capable of remaining stealthy for a majority of his life. The power muffling his pawsteps completely, and the power making it so that it was impossible to catch his scent. Which he didn't really have as he constantly bathed himself so that there weren't any imperfections on his fur. The tips of his long metal claws were close to scraping against the rock flooring of the tunnel, but he stepped well enough that he didn't have to worry about them making any sort of noise. It took Killua a couple of seconds, running at a decent trot, as he looked around the corner, his eyes have adjusted to the lack of light, to see the female that was down the tunnel. It was a canine from the looks of it. Older than him for sure. Killua was barely able to catch the other's form due to her dark coloring, but even if he couldn't see her completely he could just track her scent. Moving from the corner that he had been behind, he appeared behind the dingo, at least five feet away from her in the tunnels. "I'm guessing you're lost" The stealthy assassin stated out of the blue, as he sat himself down. The albino black mamba that was wrapped around his neck flicked his tongue out in the canines direction, gauging how far away she was from him. There would certainly be a big size difference between the two of them, not like he really cared all that much. The apprentice's tone sounded bored when he talked though. If the other got lost in the tunnels, he probably wouldn't help her, unless she reacted nicely toward him instead of trying to chew his head off like most animals tended to do with his personality.
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albino serval | extreme difficulty | BIO