No one can run from me! (OPEN)

[mahila]

((Kyoki/Mark she's looking for, either one or both of you get in here anyone else also allowed JUST JOIN DAMMIT))

Right. So.

After her first real encounter with archangels Kyoki and Mark turned into a real mess...which resulted in her being attacked by light dragons, barely getting into a fight with the crazy bunnymask-wearing fella and Shanira running away with the other one. Mahila was only just a little pissed.

And by that she'd already torn into Shanira and pretty hard when she found her. Now it was time for these two, whom she diligently searched for. Maybe they could evade her for a time, but she'd damn well find them. She found everyone!

Her search took her around the outer limits of the city, another round around on the road that would either reward her or keep her looking.

[Kyoki]

"You know, if my buddy Mark doesn't want to be found, you'll never find him!" A voice called out from behind Mahila as small dust-like fragments of porcelain blew together on the wind, swiftly forming the distinct bunny-shaped mask of Kyoki. When the mask was complete, levitating in mid-air, Kyoki's body suddenly formed from within it until he was stood before the angel in his entirety, his hands held behind his head and chuckling like an utter goof.

If there was one thing Kyoki liked, it was ponies... If not ponies, cake... If not cake, pie... If not pie, people. Or rather, he liked playing with people, hence why liked to label himself as a nice guy, a good guy. He did so enjoy the company of others.

"In fact! I think I'm the only person who could find him! Isn't that weird?!"

[mahila]

Oh, well there was one of them at least. Upon appearing in front of her and insisting that if Mark wished to not be found, he wouldn't be, Mahila made to draw her bow and lash at him with a biting comment...

Yet he said something that she found could be useful. Assuming she could somehow find a way to get through that odd and presumably little brian brain if his. She took a slow breath in and she released it her hands relaxed by her sides, ready if she needed to move and yet trying to look as harmless as she possibly could.

"Are you, now? I assume you're that close to him?" she spoke calmly, and oddly politely enough as she tilted her head to the side, "tell me, special one, just how long have you known this Mark fellow?"

[Kyoki]

"Well, now! Let me think..." Kyoki mused, raising a hand to the 'chin' of his mask and stroking it as if he had some kind of an imaginary beard. "Hmmmm..." His head tilted upwards slightly in a display of thought, his whole body telling the story that his face could not given how much of it was covered. Eventually, he lowered one hand and used the other to scratch just above the bandaged eye where his mask was broken, giving off another short chuckle as he apparently found the answer to the question.

"Well... I'm a couple of hundred years older than he is... So, for the most part, I've known him almost all his life! We've worked together here and there, but usually we both work alone. Which is sad... Maybe I should buy a pony, then I'd have someone to work with..." His hands returned to the back of his head whilst he let out a heavy, loud laugh.

"WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

He suddenly fell silent as he stared across at Mahila before suddenly bursting out with a question of his own.

"How long have you known Mrs. 'I-Like-To-Get-Angry-And-Threaten-My-Friend's-Friends'?" The question was asked with a surprising amount of sincerity, given the content of it...

[mahila]

Few hundred years? Good to know they were 'well experienced', at least it would make sense how this odd one managed to catch a damn arrow she shot at his neck.

For a moment she thought that the "Mrs." comment was about her, taking her an extra moment to realize that apparently at some point Shanira's brain must have worked properly when meeting them.

"Well," Mahila started, crossed her arms as she raised an eyebrow at him, "I have known Shanira her whole life, as young as it is." She was determined to not give him more than that. Though she did show Kyoki an odd bit of sympathy as she continued.

"You seem a little distraught over her, though. She's not a bad person at all...she hurt your feelings, did she?"

[Kyoki]

"Huh? What? OH! Her?" Kyoki scratched his head for a little while longer, as if even this trivial question required some in-depth layer of thought... He remained silent for a few moments before he gave a brief shrug.

"No, not really! I like her! I think she's quite nice! She doesn't hit me and stuff!" He paused, looked across at Mahila, and even though his eyes couldn't be seen, one could almost assume that he was narrowing them as he spoke his next words slowly and carefully. "She doesn't... Try to shoot me... Either..." He placed his fists on his hips and leaned forwards, clearly putting on a display of 'frowning' across at the angel.

"That wasn't very nice, y'know!"

[mahila]

Mahila heavily resisted the urge to roll her eyes at his immature gestures, as though she weren't getting the hint that yes, technically her showing up and firing arrows at them without warning was indeed a 'not nice' thing to do...

She bit her lip and stared at the man for a good few moments, arms still crossed and she finally took another breath to answer him as politely as possible.

"No, I suppose it wasn't very nice. I thought you had my subordinate held captive and I..." she paused, noting in her head how stupid this was that she was playing as nice as this, "overreacted, I suppose. If I had known you were as...colourful...as you are, I would have approached it better."

She was silent for another really awkward moment, giving him the best forced smile she could with gritted teeth.

"Would you accept an apology?"