MESSIAH.

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"i would sincerely hope that you have a reason to   stop me like this. i'm in a hurry." cue a sigh.  "how can i be in assistance?"

i am here and i wanna rp !! like for a starter !!

"  ------ you."     maybe it was way too direct to encounter the stranger. but for the     least, the q'treien was on the way for her next aim. akira was at a     different mission, and so she was all left along for that.     not that she minded, because she could deal with the people all     herself. and of course rocket could have been a little nice and     say 'excuse me', but she was in a rush. it was a serial killer, and    he was pretty much roaming around this area for a quite while.    yet it was a query of time when they grabbed their next victim.     as she approached the young man she held a picture. it had a     low quality but it was still to figure who that person was.    the picture showed an elder man, darkbrown hair and a moustache.    he was dressed neatly, and didn't have any comparison to a serial    killer after all. but then she remembered that everyone could be a     serial killer, not regarding their appearance. maybe the young man    in front of her could be one, too-- but he was not the one she was after.                      " you haven't seen this man, have you-- ?"

no smooches allowed

" that's a very nice prosthesis you have there, mister."     she had seen a lot-- but she was very fascinated of     the piece of metal that replaced his arm. a prosthesis     was the definition that the blonde had lost an arm.      & in this world it was obvious that such events could     happen.     

#actualtsunderegreed

displaying kindness towards human crowd was something she'd established since she came to earth. she couldn't be rude to strangers unless they were rude to her at first.  rocket was a sociable being and wasn't up for a fight unless getting pushed into one. the girl she just encountered seemed very dispersed, either it didn't matter that she just dropped her spectacles or she didn't pay much attention. rocket bent down to pick up the red spectacles and noticed that they're intact. it would be a loss if they were broken.  once approaching the girl, she moved a digit and poked her  slightly. "you lost this", she said and held the pair of red  glasses.   

not as much as she thought, yet the stranger she just ran into was way different from what she'd been encountering earlier. a slight interest went into her mind, but she knew there was not much time to  waste. her  partner  was  waiting, and  just standing there without a reaction wouldn't get anyone further.                                           "is there something i could help you with?"

masquerade. since i'm trying to get this muse rolling after revamping you can feel free to like for a starter !!