Talk:Apartments/High Rise Flats/Kimiko's Apartment/@comment-25931724-20150114031521/@comment-6458789-20150114034606

Kimiko|Kimiko followed them into the apartment with a scowl. It was all well and good to sing, but some people don't have the voice for singing and therefore shouldn't sing. Ever. Kimiko had had to endure Kamik's horrible singing all the way home, and if that wasn't enough to set her off, the comment about her apartment certainly was. With a gentle thud Kimiko closed the door behind her, put the keys on their holder, and conjured a red fire blade in her hand which she pressed against the back of Kamik's neck. "Don't. Move." She hissed at the insolent boy, thinking of ways by which she could make his life painful. ''Kill him now. That would be painful enough. No, no, he must suffer for a long time.'' At that moment Kimiko stopped the fire blade and moved across to Yuuki. Kimiko traced a fingertip along the girl's collarbone and removed her undergarments from the girl. "Kamik, if you don't learn to hold your tongue, you can watch her suffer." Kimiko placed both her hands lightly on Yuuki's shoulders as she grinned maliciously at Kamik. "Understood?"}}