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January 15th, 2013

Many hours later after the murder of the plumber. Kira was in the very back of the temple, sitting down and playing her violin, humming softly as she stared upward.

"Kira?" Puppet's voice echoed through the hallway.

Kira sighed softly, "In here.." she replied.

Puppet came in and sat on the foot rest. "They found the plumber's truck in the river." he said, "They think someone took it for a joy ride. There's a path of mayhem throughout the city. Mail boxes, signs, reports of people almost being ran over." he was looking at her as if he wanted her to explain this.

Kira shifted a little. "Hum, well, after I got in the truck, I remembered I didn't know how to drive." she said sheepishly. "That stick in the floor made this god awful noise when I tried to move it then it came loose." she said, well really she ripped it out of the floor without meaning to. "But hey, I didn't kill anyone. That's a plus." she added.

Puppet stared at her. "Okay, you got a point." he said. "Alright, just wondering." he added, "But I thought you drove a fire truck one time.." he said confused.

"Well, yeah sort of. I think that was luck. I didn't go all that far. Crashed that too." Kira replied as she started to play again. "Hopefully the fadebeasts have left nothing of Mr. Pervy Plumber."

Puppet looked sick a moment. "Y-Yeah.." he said before getting up and heading back out.

February 8th, 2013

Kira was laying on the stone floor of the Temple. Her wavy blonde hair sprawled out around her head. She didn't want to join in on this depression fest but she couldn't help but feel utterly alone. However, she was used to it but after having people around, one did get used to it. There wasn't any thing she could do about it. She wanted to go on a vacation but until David was back to some kind of normal, she didn't feel like she could. No one was willing to put up with him after all, even all she wanted was a weekend away. Although she kept calling it a vacation it was merely a vacation away from Harper Rock. She planned to return to New York, there was something she wanted to do.

"Told you so."

She sighed, "You again.." Kira groaned.

"Your so called friends, see.."

"Don't you play some other tune?" she asked. "What is going on has little to do with me."

"But you hurt just the same. You're not talking to anyone."

True, she didn't feel like she could. Without thinking about beating them up. "They don't talk to me. I feel like I should be alone." she said, she paused. "Am I cursed?"

"Why do you ask such a thing?"

"From the past I remember, anyone who cares about me meets bad luck. Though rare that anyone cared however." Kira replied.

Silence

"What? Nothing to say big mouth?" Kira asked.

Silence

"And its not just the past. Looking at the here and now.." Kira said, she sighed and sat up. She couldn't quite remember who hurt her before, but now everything was falling apart. She had nothing left. Again her thoughts went to the vacation. She couldn't go away for one bloody weekend. She would just have to wait until David was a bit less crazy. She sighed. How long was that going to take? She felt so restless. Dealing with that man, she only had two outlets. Fighting, which led to killing and music. And the first meant so many problems later.

Kira got up from the floor and moved back to the grove. She sat down, pulling out her cell phone and pressed play on her music. Flesh, she wasn't sure why she listened to this one. It did remind her of vampires. Joshua was more to her mood. So was Dead To Me and I Hate You.

She closed her eyes. She had to go somewhere tomorrow but just hoped she didn't have to deal with David.

February 10th, 2013

Surprisingly people dealt with David alright at the get together. Though I think he likes Azraeth. A new found friend. Now if the man can get David to wear clothes other than a cape, that would be great.

But the talk did help. I either need to teach David to sign his name or I need to practice forging it. While he isn't in his right mind, don't think he ever had a right mind but anyway, I can get this marriage ended and he can't protest or stop it. That I need his name to cash his check. Maybe John can help.

And maybe Aly can help with his mental issues. Big maybe on that. I have no idea what will or won't help. But I'm willing to try just about anything so I can leave Harper Rock for awhile.

February 12th, 2013

Kira stared at piece of paper as she sat the computer desk.

Puppet was staring at her. "What's with the serious look?" he asked.

She barely heard him. She slowly looked over at him. "Something I've been putting off.." she said softly. "Jarrett...wanted me to spin a story for his mother." she said. "It was the last thing he said to me...before he went to the Shadow Realm." she said. She sighed and put the paper down. "I much rather send her a text message."

"You have been putting it off. Considering...how long he has been gone so far." Puppet said, as gently as he could.

"I know.." Kira replied with a slight growl, he was stating the obvious. She just said she had been putting it off. She didn't want to do it, she didn't want to be that involved. Catherine should do this, she was the only person left to do it after all. She could have spun the same story for David's moms but she never met them nor knew how to contact them, other than going through his phone, wherever it may be. Not to say they wouldn't even know who she was. She had no idea what they've been told anyway with how long he was missing and his crazy self.

Her green eyes drifted over to him again, "Leave." she said simply. Puppet frowned, he got up and left the room.

Kira clicked on the skype icon, she hadn't used it before so had to setup an account. 'I don't want to do this. I don't want to do this. the same thing repeated in her head. She went to add the name for her to be able to talk to her.

The conversation simply went as I'm Kira, we met once before. I'm a friend of Jarrett's and he didn't get a chance to say anything as it happened so sudden that he had to go undercover for something, no other details of course but that she shouldn't worry and he'll contact her as soon as he can.

Finally the window was closed, the computer going to sleep. She lowered her head, her nails digging into the mouse pad.

"Kira.." Puppet's voice sounded.

Kira's looked up. "What..?" she said impatiently.

Puppet came into the room more, "Have something for you. To keep your mind off of things." he said, well mainly from going out and killing people. He held out a guitar case.

Kira stared, "Why..?"

"Because you can play something much cooler than a violin." Puppet replied.

Her eyes narrowed. "I happen to like it." she growled at him.

"Just saying you could really rock out with this. Dru happens to agree with me." Puppet replied, setting the case down.

Kira rolled her eyes. "Dru also wants me to embrace this face, learn about that damn Spears woman and use it to make money." she hissed. She had no desire to know who Spears was and what she did.

"Britney impersonator. Yep, you could make some money doing that." Puppet mused and left the room.

Kira got up, picking up the case and went to her room. She took the guitar out, leaning against the bed frame, running her fingers over the strings. This just wasn't her, she didn't feel connected to it as she did with her violin but it did keep her mind busy for awhile.

OOC: Don't know if David is going to the Shadow Realm, tired of waiting to write this.
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February 25th, 2013

Kira stared up at the moon, big and full, the light covered the land. She was wearing an outfit that reminded her of what Warrior wore in the Inner World, but it was black, not white. She went into the temple to try to gather her thoughts. She paced back and forth, her heels clicking on the stone floor. The longer she paced, the more she left like she was going to explode. Not here...not here.

She was out the door a moment later, walking out to the side, ignoring the danger of the fae. Her greens eyes went up to the sky, at that big bright moon. "What did I do in the past to deserve this! What have I done to be alone for all time?" she yelled.

All she could think of is the times in the past, trust someone, get close, only to lose them. Jarrett made her kill him with her own hands. What kind of fate was this? Who was pulling the strings on her life?

Her eyes narrowed, she was about to yell some more when she felt a sharp pain in her chest. It was all in her head, nothing hit her, she hadn't been attacked, it was an internal pain, something that shouldn't happen. Her eyes closed, her body fell to the ground, her conscious entered the foggy inner world. She couldn't see anything at all, the fog was too thick.

Now what?

"Yelling at our gods won't do much good. You know that.."

"Warror?" Kira said, it sounded too gentle to be her.

"Sort of." the voice said, "I'm more of Kaley, the Priestess."

Kira froze, "Ah hell, I don't need another voice in my damn head." she said, turning to walk away from the voice, only to find the ground cut short, ending in a cliff.

"Does it look familiar?"

Kira stared down at the cliff. The fog cleared and she saw the ocean water beating against the rocky side. "One of my endings. Or so the dream suggested." she said.

"And no, taking your own life, or trying to would not be something the goddess would punish you for. She knows the torment of your heart, and you try your best. That's all that could ever be asked for.."

"I know...deep down I know." Kira replied, "But I can't help but to be angry with hand I have been dealt. The start of my life is a mystery, I can't help but fight. Anyone who has ever tried to love me has died. Anyone else with any sort of interest are just crazy fucks who don't care about me." she smirked. "I should just be a priestess again. I qualify still."

"That you do.."

Kira turned away from the cliff. "Why couldn't you have been the first voice. Warrior is far too annoying." she said.

"We are one. There is no one or the other...just as you are the balance of us."

Kira sighed, "There goes the nonsense.." she said.

"I thought you liked it.." that was Warrior, the harsh tone was easy to tell. Kira saw a figure rushing out of the fog. Warrior jumped at her, "Time to wake up.." she said as they went over the cliff.

---

Puppet had found Kira laying out in the grass, dangerous place to be. She had claw marks on her arms, he wondered if she had been attacked. By fae maybe? He picked her up and carried her inside, sitting down with her. She felt her tense up before jumping slightly as she woke up. "Shh, your safe." he said softly.

"Dave..?" Kira asked softly.

He raised an eyebrow, she never called him by his name. "Yes. What happened out there? Were you attacked?" he asked.

She lifted her head, looking to her arms. "I don't remember being attacked.." she said, looking to her nails to see if they were self inflicted but saw no blood. She rested her head on him again, "If it was the fae then they are sexist and racist...attack a white female but won't attack a black male. Bastards."

Puppet sighed softly. Why wasn't she moving? "Kira..? Are you alright?" he asked.

"Crisis of faith I suppose. Crisis...of life." Kira said, "Suppose its not my faith that is the problem. Its people."

"You have no control over people.." Puppet replied.

"I know.." Kira said, "People make no sense. I'm tired of trying to understand them...there is no such as love. Why do people even kid each other with the term. It is nothing more than desire and once that desire fades, they call it falling out of love. If you really loved someone, that would never happen. There is nothing but desire and lust, nothing more."

"They say that you replace friends every seven years...when you have forever, maybe vampires replace theirs a lot sooner out of boredom.." she added.

"Kira.." Puppet said carefully, he felt her face buried into his neck and thought she was going to bite him.

"Being happy is never going to be an option...and even though I know there will be no partner for me...I need to get rid of David as a husband. To be tied to someone who cares nothing for you...it just isn't right.." Kira said. "If there is someone out there I could trust...can't get close if I'm married."

"I'm all for you getting rid of David as a husband.." Puppet muttered. "And since when do you wear skirts?" he asked.

"I have shorts under it. No one sees my underwear, even if I'm kicking their face in." Kira replied simply. He chuckled. From the weight of her head, he could tell she had fallen asleep.

Puppet sighed. He carefully got up with her. He returned home with her, he tried to lay her down on her bed but her fingers dug into his shirt. "Kira..." he tried to pry her fingers free.

Kira's eyes snapped open.

"Sorry, I was just trying to put you to bed." Puppet said as he eased her to the bed.

Kira looked around, and stood up. "Enough sleep." she said, "And enough with any feelings I do have. I'm a warrior and I'm strong." she said, crossing over to her closet and went inside. She came back out wearing her fighting outfit. "Time to clear the streets.."

Puppet sighed, "Can I suggest watching movies or playing music instead?" he asked.

Kira shook her head, her blonde hair flowing around her head. "Maybe later." she said. She turned and headed out of her room.

March 9th, 2013

"I know nothing about running a business.." Kira muttered as she looked over the paperwork. Was running it out of the Temple the right thing or should she get a store? The Temple would have to do until she figured out what she wanted to do.

"Are you cooking something?" Puppet asked as he stared at the oven.

"No.." Kira replied simply as she put the papers in a folder.

"Then why is the oven on?" Puppet asked but then the timer went off.

Kira got up, put on a oven mitt and took out a pan that had gray circles and rectangles of what seemed like clay. She set it on the stove and turned off the oven.

"Then what are you doing?" Puppet asked.

Kira sat down again, pulling out a bag and dumping the stones onto the table. "Runes.." she said. "I thought this would be something that I had done in the past, holding these I still felt nothing, remembered nothing." she said, "So I'm making my own, hoping maybe it would be unlocked." she said but sighed. "I highly doubt it. But runes made with your own hands are suppose to be better. I'm going to have to study this.."

She took out a pendulum made out of white moonstone. "This has been the only thing I've had any luck in." she said.

"And what does that do?" Puppet asked.

"Many things..." Kira replied, "Yes or no questions. Finding things and such." she added as she allowed it to dangle from her finger tips. "You can ask it a question. You don't even have to ask it out loud. You can just think about it."

"Oh really?" Puppet said, amused. "Alright." he said, he thought of a question and the Pendulum started to swing from side to side. "What does that mean?"

"It means no." Kira said, "What did you ask?"

"You don't want to know." Puppet replied. Kira glared at him, "Fine, I asked if you'd ever be free from David."

Kira blinked, "Oh.." she said. "Well, really I can never be free from David. He is my childe. So, it depends on if you meant that or in the sense of him being my husband." she said and gathered the chain and Pendulum. "Speaking of which." she added. She took out a different folder. She pulled out a couple of papers. "Do these look any way alike?"

One page had David's signature on it from a past check stub, the other was Kira's attempts to forge his signature.

Puppet looked from the real one to the others. "Need more practice." he said.

Kira sighed. "I'm a thief, no a forger. Wonder if I can just trace it onto the papers.." she said.

Puppet had his cellphone out, looking at the net. "Hate to burst your bubble but you need witnesses for an annulment. They have to answer questions.." he said, "It's not as easy as signing some papers." he added as he looked up, was she paler than normal.

"****." Kira said, putting her head on the table. "Not sure who could help.." she said, "What the hell do they need to know?"

Puppet looked back to his phone. "These witnesses should be people who know you well and can give testimony regarding your courtship, the time of the wedding, and the life of the marriage.."

"The marriage is fake, hell there wasn't even any courtship. That's all they'd have to say...mean even right now, he's crazy. That's grounds for it. I still rather go with being drugged but sadly, no way to prove that even if it just happened considering it was allurist drugging." Kira said, "And 'the union was not consummated' I know that's one of them, so...plenty of reasons."

Puppet put his phone away. "Guess you need some more brainstorming." he said.

Kira sighed, "Yeah.." she said. She got up and took the runes out of the pan placing them on the table with some newspapers. She took out some paint, "This is as crafty as I'll get." she said.

"Yeah...the last time you tried to paint, you threw everything at me." Puppet said.

"That's because you kept bringing me **** to try to keep me from fighting gangsters." Kira hissed, "And painting just isn't me.." she added. "It takes no skill to paint some runes all one color and rune marking another."

March 14th, 2013

Kira twirled the shiny new keys on her index finger as Puppet showed up. Prince had asked if she was going to buy a place, she had made up her mind, she did. She couldn't clutter the temple with things for sell like that, it just degraded what the temple was suppose to be. She moved inside, "I hope this was the right thing to do.." she said.

"It will be fine.." Puppet replied, looking around the empty shop.

"I don't know if I can focus long enough to make it all pretty.." Kira said as she moved around, trying to think of what should go where. There were boxes in the back full of supplies, things to sell.

"So, do I get to help run while you off...doing stuff?" Puppet asked.

Kira looked over at him, "Let me ask Enu.." she said.

"Eh who?" Puppet replied.

"My Pendulum.." Kira replied.

Puppet frowned, "You have to ask it! Don't you trust me?" he asked.

Kira thought about it, "It's not that. It's you know nothing about this stuff." she said.

"If they are just buying stuff, I don't need to know anything.." Puppet said, crossing his arms.

"True...alright, alright, fine." Kira said, it wasn't like she wanted to hang out here all the time anyway and if he wanted to help out then she didn't have to pay him anything.

March 22nd, 2013

Kira was working on flooring still when her phone alerted her that someone went into the Temple. Checking her camera she saw that Ezequiel Valentin...yet again. She logged into her journal and wrote -

I think the paladins have a thing for me. Or maybe they are Britney Spears fans. They keep on stopping by the temple for a visit. Its a shame they won't stick around to play.

March 23rd, 2013

Kira was going through flooring again, trying to place what would be best and where. She was singing a Gaelic song as she tossed samples aside.

Puppet was pushing boxes to the back of the shop. He came back to where she was, drinking from a bottle of soda. "What's that you singing?" he asked.

"It's an old song, sung during a drinking game. See, you string up your enemy spread eagle style and start throwing blades at them. Then you take a drink. First one to miss loses and you keep going until there is only one left." Kira said as she flipped through a catalog.

Puppet was staring at her in horror.

She looked up at him, "What?" she asked.

"You're...serious?" Puppet asked.

Kira cracked up, "Well no, but it sure sounds like fun doesn't it?" she replied.

Puppet groaned, damn she's morbid. First the song lyrics, now she was making up drinking games.

April 1st, 2013

Paladins sure love me. Had three of them to come by the temple for a visit. One without bullets, the other two missed. Why can't they understand, it just won't work out. Okay so I love teasing them anyway. Puppet didn't get away so lucky. I feel kind of sorry for him...suppose I won't ask him for anything until he's healed.

On a side note, never make friends with blood thieves, they always want your blood of course. Well, they're not my friends...dude looks like a lady so damn demanding.