Yxari made sure Light was in his cell, at least trying to go to sleep. She then went to sleep, herself, with the key under her বালিশ and another key left in the Infirmary. Delilah went back to her quarters অথবা wherever she slept. Tomorrow was to be a big day.
***
    Yxari was awoken bright and early-- the victims' families had just arrived. Light's family wasn't coming. The whole prison was in an uproar, like it always was on execution days. She slid the door open and saw Sid.
    "Good morning, my dear!" he smiled. Despite having হারিয়ে গেছে a very beneficial...

Character's full name: Yxari Naxia Sadaris
Reason অথবা meaning of name: n/a
Character's nickname: Ri, Ari
Reason for nickname: Pets names, basically.
Birth date: November 10th
Theme: I'm So Sick-- Flyleaf

Physical appearance 
Age: 20 years old
How old does he/she appear: 16 at the oldest
Weight: 90 lbs
Height: 5"1
Body build: Very small and fragile.
Blood-Type: Z neg, a type exclusive to Acid-Monsters.
Shape of face: Heart-shaped.
Eye color: Vivid green.
Glasses অথবা contacts: None.
Skin tone: Very pale, but not that disgusting translucent pale.
Distinguishing marks: Since she's regaining her health, she's been...

AN: So sorry that I took so long.

PEC12

Yxari slowly opened her eyes to the blinding fluorescent light. She squinted them in time so that she didn't blind herself. She heard heavy breathing and steady beeping beside her, and saw that Light Sullen was sitting in the chair দ্বারা some white বিছানা that she was in, asleep. The beeping was coming  from a হৃদয় meter, that was connected to her finger. Her head pounded in protest of being awake, and she heard the door to the room creak open, stifling a groan from her. Light's eyes shot open and he spun around in the chair, growling at whoever came in. ...

He awoke to clanking, which pissed him off. He knew that it was someone coming down the metal staircase. When someone came down, they would face his left. The clanking was softer than usual, meaning it wasn't the ripped guard. All he could see through the iron handrail were two small, leather boots. They stopped on the stairs when he could see the knees. Whoever it was turned on her heels (he could tell it was a woman, since no man could wear that kind of পাদুকা and be that small) and just stood there.
 "What do আপনি want, Sid?" came a soft, feminine voice. Yep, definitely a woman. Light sighed....

AN: NOT A COUPLE STORY. This story is about the rogue man who finally got caught... Then meets one of the female guards. They become fast friends... Don't worry, Yxari'll প্রদর্শনী up soon.

 The black নেকড়ে was very, very pissed off. He allowed himself to be captured দ্বারা the cops. He then realized how smart they had gotten. He couldn't snap the handcuff like he normally could. 'Well... That's new,' he thought to himself. He tried to struggle his way out of the cuffs, yet nothing happened. He was sitting in a cold metal chair, alone in the interrogation room. He groaned. 
 The door opened slowly,...

"Hey, Al, we must have gone through this fifty times already..."
    "And we'll go through it another fifty, if that's what it takes... Nine-thirty, light's out, guard's making his rounds..."

    The prison guard walked passed the cells, beating the night-stick into his hand. He looked in to the cell to ask why Albus Anguis hadn't shut off his light, but stopped when he saw him pouring steaming চা into a tin cup. Albus looked up and smiled. He picked up his cup and walked over to the bars.
    "How আপনি doin', Ferguson?" he asked.
    "Great,...

(You have received a warning.)
    Delilah stood in the doorway, taking in the scene before her. Yxari was tapping her fingers, incredibly nervous about the surgery. Ana-Lysa was glaring, deadpan at the wall, only Yxari having any clue what she was thinking about. Light was sitting beside Yxari's bed, holding her other hand. She had no idea how to tell him that the surgery was to be done NOW. She had just returned from retrieving the guards. Ana-Lysa read her mind.
    "Time's up, Ri," she ব্যক্ত darkly. Delilah groaned when Light bristled.
    "Nicolaus,...

PEC11

 Yxari looked up when the door creaked open. Her sight was still red, considering Sid broke a few blood vessels. She could see, however, the small form of her aunt slip in. 
 "Hey there, kiddo," she said.
 "Hn," was all Yxari could manage at the moment. Her throat was clogged with her own mucus and blood, making her take long, ragged breaths, therefore, rendering her near mute. The small woman was chained to the দেওয়াল দ্বারা her wrists, so her arms were already dislocated, and rendered useless. Her aunt kneeled before the girl and opened her bag. The gypsy dampened a rag with the clear liquid....

 The Courtroom. Like he hadn't seen one like this before. The ugly judge with his powdered wig still sat in the dead centre, as if he were the one who got all the attention! No! The attention belonged to Light, and Light alone. He groaned. It was bad enough that he had to sit পরবর্তি to TURNER! That thought alone made him want to die. Turner smelled bad when he was anxious অথবা determined. A combination of the two was even worse. Light had to officially stop breathing just to be at the same table. Well, that was kind of a stretch, but he really did stink.
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 By the time the trial was over, Light...

PEC13

The Infirmary door creaked open. "Yxari?"
 Yxari cracked one of her eyes open, pissed that whoever it was woke her up. "What is it?" she asked, turning on her side to face the door.
 Ana-Lysa pushed the door open. "Hey. Came to check on you.... Sid ব্যক্ত that আপনি have a cold."
 Yxari understood what Ana-Lysa really meant. Acid Monsters don't get sick. 
 "Well, I don't understand it either. I think there's something wrong."
 Ana-Lysa frowned. She walked over to the medicine cabinets and looked through the numerous bottles. She pulled out a black bottle and stared in wonder.
 "What is this?"...

AN: I told আপনি I'd get one in before my birthday. :)

... "Steroids."
"What?" asked Yxari. She and Delilah were together in the Infirmary plotting, while Light was in his cell and Ana-Lysa was off somewhere preparing herself for whatever 'emotional trauma' comes from surgery. Light thought that was a bunch of bull, as did everyone else.
"Steroids. Instead of Liquid Death."
"Delilah, how the fuck would we make that kind of switch?" she asked. Delilah's brows furrowed.
"Well... Since they're both stored in the same place, I could grab them both and switch the labels." Delilah tried to reason...

A pair of heterochromic eyes scanned the area. The stale air reeked of cattle, and the humidity didn't help. She should have picked a drier day. It would have been easier to accomplish what she had in store if the air was easier to breathe. Today wasn't going to be a good one.
শিয়াল jumped out from the বৃক্ষ and internally sighed. The farm looked terrible. The শস্যাগার looked as if the support was rotting and infested with termites, the ট্র্যাক্টর shed was about to collapse, and the house was a joke. The front porch was devoid of everything except বিয়ার bottles and a lawn chair. The stairs were creaky,...

"I don't care what আপনি did. All I care about is her safety. It is all your fault that she ran off, so go get her back before I decide to wring out your neck. If she dies before আপনি get to her, we will build the plane and leave আপনি here to die. Go."
    Cain scrambled after Weasel. Al massaged the bridge of his nose and leaned against the wall, keeping an eye out for the undead. Naz frowned.
    "Why are আপনি so... Nappy about her? I mean... She's WEASEL."
    Al glared at him. "If I'm not supposed to protect my own family, then who?"...

       The blonde-haired shah had just purchased the ফলমূল from the market when he heard the beat of a drum and the shake of a tambourine. Gypsies... He had a hard time tolerating their kind on his land. He barely stifled a snarl at the dancing black-haired woman. He saw the sac of coins on the ground দ্বারা her feet, and contemplated knocking it over. He managed to keep himself from doing such things, for his nobility. While he wasn't looking straight ahead, he tripped. The tambourine rolled about three feet away before it flopped onto its side. He was staring straight into the eyes of a gypsy,...