Undertaker lifted up his coat and revealed some sotoba. They blocked Chandra's blades and allowed him to attack her again. "Do NOT call me and old man. I'm not even (insert random #) years old yet." He grasped a sotoba in one hand and wielded it as if it were a sword. "Great ready, missy." He jumped into the air and.....<br /> <br /> was knocked out of it by gravity. <br /> <br /> "Will you people stop leaving the condo to go do some crazy s***? It's starting to get tiresome now. I mean, I understand the wonderland thing, not so sure Link did, but really..?Harry Potter?" A familiar red head popped out of the bushes, dragging an angry Envy behind. "Found him snooping around the area. Can't have He Who Must Not Be Named take him, knowing how that guy has a fetish for reptiles."<br /> <br /> Envy stuck out his tongue and removed himself from Pein's grip. "I'd appreciate if you would take better care of me. I did bring you to them, y'know."<br /> <br /> Pein dropped Envy and looked at Chandra. "I assume you're one of Ava's residents. None of al's wield blades like that."<br /> <br /> Meanwhile, Al was running through the woods, away from the mini Pluto and Ava. She could FEEL Ava's wrath.

Chandra gave a sharp trill of delight and twisted, evading the blade with ease. "Where's your sense of humor, old man? Hats can be replaced!" She danced around a series of slashes, diving behind trees and around rocks to evade the increasingly well-aimed blows. "What's so interesting about a cinematic record anyway?" She lunged from her latest hiding-place and had to move fast to stop the scythe from cleaving her in two; she twisted and crossed er blades beneath the handle, stopping it, but the blade sliced deep gashes into her right arm and leg. With a feral-sounding growl, she lunged sideways to avoid further injury and attacked viciously, ducking under the scythe and aiming her slashes at Undertaker's midsection, heedless of the blood that now stained her clothing.<br /> <br /> Meanwhile, Ava finally spotted Pluto in the distance and spurred Sergeant Sprinkles on. Al should be nearby, and she was in for a serious @$$-kicking for leaving Ava alone with a homicidal shinigami.

Undertaker frowned a bit as his hat was no longer fit to be worn. "I do like that hat ver much. It is sad that you had to go chop it off like that...well....time to slice you off and see your cinmatic record!" He leaped into the air and swung the scythe again.<br /> <br /> Meanwhile, Al was on the phone with a certain informant. "uh huh, yes, I have the goods. Yes, you may use them for blackmail as long as you give me half the profit, and oh crap, I hear Pluto. I need to get out of here now. Byes."

Chandra leaped away and the scythe slashed harmlessly through the air where she'd stood. She drew twin blades from their sheaths on her back as she came to rest in a crouch on a nearby stump, grinning madly. Her eyes sparkled with savage joy and she twirled one wickedly curved blade. "Depends on the OC," she said, and lunged from her perch with both blades swinging. She dodged another slash from the scythe and leaped again, vaulting off the scythe handle and spinning, slicing the hat off Undertaker's head and landing several feet away, giggling all the while.<br /> <br /> Ava watched this from Sergeant Sprinkles's back. Seeing that Chandra was in full attack mode, she decided not to risk being sliced to pieces in passing and nudged the flaming unicorn with her heels. "Let's leave them to it, sir," she said, and the unicorn snorted an agreement and galloped off after mini-Pluto.

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Unddertaker held out his hand and a scythe materialized. He raised it above his head and prepared to swing it down. "I can tell you the answer once I find out the solution to THIS question. How many characters does it take to put OC in her place?!" He laughed at the end, a familiar twinkle in his eye before the scythe swooshed down.<br /> <br /> Meanwhile, somewhere else...Al found the collectiion and was bored with it. It wasn't anything she hadn't seen before. She crawled back out the tunnel slightly disheartened. And that's when she heard it. Her cell phone. She looked down and read the caller ID. "Izaya Orihara."<br /> Oh yes, this was gonna be good.

The blonde stepped up and stood toe-to-toe with Undertaker, having to look up to glare into his face. "I do not... <em>fangirl</em>," she said quietly, then she cocked her head to one side and smiled, exposing slightly pointed eyeteeth. "And if I did, I hardly think leaving you alone would be involved."<br /> "Guys!" Ava said sharply. "I hear a secondary plotline starting up in the distance. We'd better hurry."<br /> "I feel like pursuing the plotline where I get to find out if shinigami bleed," the blonde said.<br /> "Just get on the f***ing unicorn, Chandra," Ava growled. The blonde turned her head slowly and narrowed her eyes.<br /> "I have an idea," she said. "Why don't you run along and construct tiresome and cliched fanfics, and let more advanced writers handle the plot, okay?"<br /> Ava's jaw fell open. "I... I'm going to kill you for that," she said.<br /> "You do that," Chandra replied in a bored tone, then she turned to face Undertaker once more. "Well, handsome? Do shinigami bleed?"

Undertaker smirked alittle bit before he dramatically lifted up the hair from his eyes. "How about you start fangirling and leave me alone?"<br /> <br /> Meanwhile, a little Al was crawling through a bunny tunnel she found. Her goal? To see if bunnies did have butts that were smiliar to corgis. That and also to find out where Harry Potter had stashed his "collection." I mean, who reallt thought that wand was jsut a wand? So Al was digging and crawling away while everyone else was semi-looking for her.

Ava, Sergeant Sprinkles and the Innuendo-Detecting blonde all stared after Pluto.<br /> "So, uh... are you thinking what I'm thinking?" the blonde asked.<br /> "That if Al didn't answer my Patronus, she's probably in some sort of trouble and we should not follow her?" Ava suggested.<br /> "Well, yeah, but in a non-wimpy way," the blonde replied. "Let's follow the creepy canid, but try not to go Rambo-Hare this time, okay? It was funny, but the reader base can't follow stuff like that."<br /> Ava glared at her. "Stop breaking the fourth wall!"<br /> The blonde arched a brow and looked her up and down. "Stop impersonating characters who are cooler than you are."<br /> "Ouch," Ava said. She relinquished her Aviana DeFontaine form (but not her Hare ears) and beckoned to Undertaker and the blonde. "Well, come on. Sergeant Sprinkles can catch up with him."<br /> The blonde nudged Undertaker. "What do you say, Tall, Dark and Creepy? Want to ride bareback with us?"

Undertaker lowered his head in shame. "Really, I didn't think you would catch that. But besides that, no it is not Envy who can detect her, but this!" He threw a dog biscuit into the air and Pluto, the demon dog, popped up, but in a tiny form. "Pluto, would you be so kind as to lead us to Al?" <br /> <br /> "Rarff!" Pluto barked and ran into a random direction.<br /> <br /> "see?"

Sergeant Sprinkles caught the piece of biscuit and crunched it with exaggerated dignity. Ava gave Undertaker a suspicious look. "It isn't Envy, is it? Because if it is, forget it. I'll use Google to find Al."<br /> A cough from behind them caused Ava to draw her wand and Sergeant Sprinkles to jump and emit a rainbow-colored squeal of indignation. Everyone turned to see a petite young blonde leaning against a nearby tree, struggling to hold in laughter.<br /> "Sorry," she said when she noticed she'd been spotted. "I've been stalking this adventure all along and I just..." She turned to Undertaker. "You have a friend of Al's in your pocket, eh?"<br /> Ava burst up laughing. "Oh, s***, I didn't even catch that," she snickered.<br /> "That's what she said," the blonde replied with a smirk.

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