Shopping Rosie-style

[Rosi]

Hands shoved in her pockets, Rosie would walk down the dirt path which lead to the Bazaar. The worn buildings stood tall, people excitedly getting there damn shopping done. Actually, there were quiet a few people, as she stepped out of her woods and onto the hot asphalt of the parking lot, she couldn't help but scoff about how easy this would be. Lets see. I need two loaves of bread, some good meat for Alric. Something for myself... wouldnt hurt to re-stock on medical supplies either. And some extra non-perishables for visitors. Oh, and candy... she thought boredly, adjusting the backpack on her shoulders.

Bare feet were slightly singed by the heated lot, nothing by a minor discomfort. This same stunt had been pulled off many times, the store not being able to pay for cameras. She would simply walk in, grab what she needed, and go. The red hat on her head was adjusted, hair being blown off her back by the wind. Came tank top was actually comfy, the sudden rise in the temp was no doubt caused by some fucking chemical or toxin in the air. Bottom of slightly two long jeans ran against the cool concrete of the buildings sidewalk as she stepped up, knees appearing as she stepped over the small car barrier that had been made. Alright, almost show time. Dog tags were moved into her backpack, eyes focusing out in the back of the lot, where the form of Alric sat, happily waiting for her.

The heavy doors had to be pushed open, once automatic but now not. The people she had seen earlier had taken all the chips and cookies, nothing Rosie needed anyway. As she slowly walked around she found what she needed, the bread, some water, a box of crackers. She actually managed to find some raw-hide bones by the counter, which were also packed away. A few nice apples were packed up too. Band-aid, antibiotics, some gauze, that stingy bacteria spray, a bar of soap. All taken. Everything she needed badly. Rosie also packed away two empty water bottles and two bags of lollipop, two nice treats for her work. Now, the backpack absolutely bulging, she zipped it up, and exited. The normal yelled of 'Thief' followed as she started running off.

Towards her woods. Bare feet were being burned and scarped as she ran, and of course, it happened. She tripped over her pant leg and went head over heels rolling. Alric was now heard, barking and growling, charging towards her. Wind rushed past her as he loyal mutt leapt at the gun-wielding officer. Rosie pushed herself up, Alric coming to her side and faced the man.

Fights were always fun.

[~./.Kira./.~]

The man struggled with the dog before pushing him off and standing back up. Gun clenched in hand he narrowed his eyes. It pointed straight at the creature aiming for her head. As he was getting ready to fire his gun was pushed down. Jumping back he looked over to see another man."G-General!"

The man gave a smile,"Now Miles let's us not get to carried away, now brat what's your name?"

He had long oak brown hair tied back into a ponytail. Teeth were covered in yellow slim and his clothes covered in filth. He matched just about every other human standing around these lands. Something in his eyes said he was different - showed that he was not just another human.

"She's a demon," hisses Miles, "there is time for questioning the girl!"

"Miles," he snapped in a orderly tone. "Do not debate on what I say is right or wrong, only do what i say or command of you."

"Y-yes Sir," replied the solider stepping back slightly.

One hand in his pocket and one gestured toward Miles, the man waved him off. Eying the small dog, the man smiled.

"Didn't know a mutt could own another mutt."

Walking carefully around the girl he awaited his answer but she seemed not to speak.

"Would you feel more conformable if you knew who we were?" he sneered. "Miles, be a gentleman."

"What? Wh-" he began to protest.

"Miles!" he snarled.

He sighed,"Miles Wyard."

"I'm know as General Alvar." he grinned dangerously. "So Miss...would you like too...introduce yourself?"

[Rosi]

Looked at the two men, and couldnt help but laugh. The backpack was thrown into the mouth of the woods which was fairly close. Well, this had to be fun. Green eyes narrowed as she took a few steps back, Alric doing the same. Thankfully, both men were in front of her, right where she would like them to stay. Taking her time to look them over slowly, Rosie turned to the General. An angry look on her claimed her face, turning the innocent little girl look into one of a pissed of teenager.

"I dont own Alric. And keep your damn mouth shut, your nothing but a dog to the state. Nothing but a tool in there little game." she told him, voice steady and firm, not scared at all.

Looking at the gun Miles held, she would reach into her jeans over her right hip, pulling her own identical weapon. She had stolen it off a body awhile back, someone who dressed in a matter sort of similar to Miles. The gun would be raised up a bit with one hand, pointed right at the General. Slowly it would be moved in front of Miles, a dvilish smirk plastered on her face.

"You aren't the only ones with pretty toys. And my name doesn't concern you. Now, it's hotter then hell out here, and I have things to do. So if you don't fucking mind, It'd like to wrap up this little tea party and get going." she said, tucking the gun way, although you could tell she planned to whip it out and positioned it for such.

Alric seemed to agree, eyes trained on Miles, a deep growl escaping his chest. Rosie moved in front of him, blocking the dog from gun fire line, in case. These boys didn't know who they were dealing with. Rosie itched for one of them to make a move, just so there could be a fight. Capoeira would always be fun to use, the style was practically unheard of around here. Keeping her hand over her gun eyebrows would raise in a quizzical look.

[~./.Kira./.~]

Miles glared back at her,"See what did I-"

"Silence Miles!" snarled Alvar.
The smaller solider grew quiet and looked back the girl. What was with these creatures, nothing to be proud of but still they had the cockiest of attitudes. Nothing made sense with the demons. Holding tightly to his gun he watched for her movement, or a signal from the general. Though knowing Alvar one was not gonna come, the guy was out of his mind. Why he was in charge Miles never knew. His silver eyes slid to the side looking for another soldier who might of been nearby. No one could be found, they were alone.

"Someone is a little cranky," smiled Alvar. "Now dear..you can cooperate...or we can snap your pretty little neck and kick the pooch of a cliff."

With a small movement he three a dagger right past her face. Giving a soft smile, and a glare to Miles. Miles fumbled with his gun and ended up dropping it. Alvar narrowed his eyes and his smile dropped.

"Hm, soldiers these days," he muttered to himself.

Miles gave an embarrassed chucked and avoided the general's gaze. He tried to smile as Alvar rolled his eyes. Turning to the girl once more he sighed.

"Ignore him. Your business with my mutt." Alvar grinned. "So fight, or come quietly?"

[Rosi]

Rosie would just continue to smile. Her gun was left where it lay against her hip, the could metal of the barrel slightly poking her in the leg. Irritating, but possible to ignore for now. So Rosie was against a guy with a knife, while she wielded a gun. Miles seemed to loyally do whatever Alvar said, same as Alric to her. Well, most of the time anyway.

"I am not going anywhere with the likes of you. So, I guess Im going to be fighting. Now, do you want to fight fair, or not?" she would ask him, a smile forming as she waited for him to answer. It wouldnt matter what the hell he said anyway, Rosie would fight however the hell she wanted. And, as that thought crossed her mind, she deiced she was sick of eating around. If they werent going to attack, she would.

Rosie moved into a hand stand, filling the distance between herself and Alvar. A swift kick would land on the side of his neck, another onto his shoulder. Rosie would push off him in the second kick and go into a back bend, bringing her legs over herself and going into a crouching position. Then, since Miles proved to have moved closer, she would spin-kick his legs out from under him. Hopefully he would drop his gun when he fell onto his butt. If he did, Alric would go and get it, it was part of the large mutts training.

A smirk would come back to her face as she stood, arms folded. Sure, moving like that had opened but son the palms of her hands and the bottoms of her feet, but whatever. Rosie would wait for them to get up, in the mean time simply training her gun on them. They were bot sitting on the ground, looking dazed and maybe a bit confused. Alric would stick his head between her legs, crouched down, growling. They would both just wait for them to move, wait for them to stand up so the fight could really started. Adrenaline pulsed quickly through her veins, making her breathing increase. A few manic laughs escaped as she looked down at them, the sound they made dark and well, evil.

[~./.Kira./.~]

Miles blinked dazed, stumbling to his feet he glanced around for his gun only to find in the jaws of the girl's dog. Cussing softly he looked over at his general who seemed....happy? Miles shook his head, that man was crazy. Alvar pushed himself back up looking amused.

"Didn't actually expect for you to have any fight in you," he smirked.

Miles backed up a little wanting to stay of all this. He could tell Alvar was ready to fight back when Miles heard distance yelling. Gun fires rang in distance and he turned quickly to see smoke of in the distance.

"That's...odd," he whispered to himself.

Alvar looked over at the sound of his voice and Miles stepped back.

"GENERAL!"

Alvar turned away again to see one of his men running toward them.

Grinding his teeth,"What now Laurence!"

The raven haired man gasped for breath,"K-Kirarah!"

With that the general's eyes widened and he smirked,"So it's here..."

"Miles. Laurence. Go back and gather the men...and for you Miss," he smiled, "it seems an old friend is back...and she is a high priority than a little shop lifter and he side-kick mutt."

As his men left, Alvar reached in his pocket. Gripping something with his teeth he pulled part of a weapon apart.

"Good day." he smiled throwing back a grenade and disappearing within the flying debris.

Alvar knew that if she was not highly skilled as he now knew, she would of have a chance of dying. Though this was just for him to escape without much fuss, and let her be preoccupied for a moment. It's not like he threw it directly at her, just close enough to knock he back for the moment.

[Rosi]

Rosi had listened to his talk, unamused. However, when he stuck his hand in his pocket, she knew nothing good would come of it. Eyes narrowed, ans she heard the distinct sound of a pin drop. Fuck.

"Gehen, laufen Sie Fett mutt!" she yelled to Alric, waving her arm back. Gun was pulled out, one, two shots randomly fired at the men.

Alric had obeyed, turning and running towards the woods, but doing so nervously, waiting for Rosie. Kicking off the ground hard she would follow him, hearing the grenade bounce on the asphalt. They ran at an angle, grabbing the backpack as she heard the grenade settle, Alric running into her and pushing her into the ground, down he hill into the woods. They rolled and the grenade exploded, some asphalt being thrown up. But they were fine. Nothing damaged. The back pack was picked up and she looked over Alric carefully, not seeing anything wrong with him. Dirt had been thrown up onto the both of them. Getting up she would get the backpack, also grabbing two of the asphalt chunks. They were heavy, but she could use them. Alric got the backpack while she carried the asphalt.

They would go back to there home in the woods, eat something, clean up, and immediately get back on the mans trail. The shots weren't very far, and in that direction the only building was the bar. Good. Rosie would run over the fallen-log bridge, overto that side of the town. She could stay in her wood and probably get there before them. Whoever the hell this "Kirarah" person was, Rosie was fairly sure she would like her.