"That's a way to touch a woman." Kurai referred to the bitch-slap. "What're you gonna do next? Choke hold me?" She -- ѕтєρнєи

-- snickered before she was picked up and brought into the alleyway. "What the hell are y-" After he tended to his wounds -ѕтєρнєи

-- he started tending to hers afterwards. Her face began to fluster as she tried kicking her legs. "I don't like men -- ѕтєρнєи

-- touching me!" Kurai stated.ѕтєρнєи

"Seriously? I was the one who was gonna murder you first, but okay. I'm Kurai." She stated to her surviving victim. ѕтєρнєи

"I live at HQ. I sleep on a recliner." Kurai chuckled a bit. "No, I don't have a home." ѕтєρнєи

Kurai stayed quiet for the whole trip to his hospitality. Wondering why is a man like him helping her. Once they arrived --ѕтєρнєи

-- to the resting place, Kurai sat up quickly once the man entered the bathroom. She checked her bandage that was -- ѕтєρнєи

-- already filled with blood. "Fuck. I lost to much blood." Kurai stood from the futon and limped painfully -- ѕтєρнєи

-- to search for stitches. Not waiting around for the man. ѕтєρнєи

"Tch..." Kurai looked away with her arms crossed. @deutschGhoul

"Man... A broken-heart hurts more than a bullet to the chest..."

Snatching the bottle water; she opened the top and began chugging down the water. Afterwards, she sighed in -- ѕтєρнєи

-- satisfaction when she finished the whole bottle. "Can I get out of here now? My gang needs me." Kurai stated -- ѕтєρнєи

-- though her tone sounded weak. ѕтєρнєи

"Ugh.. Fine..." Kurai laid upon the futon and closed her eyes. Falling into slumber. ѕтєρнєи

Kurai turned into her sleeping form; her chest slowly rising gently and falling, signaling that she as deeply asleep. ѕтєρнєи

Kurai stretched her arms outwards and gave a devilish grin. "It's soo good to be back~!"