Malicious

Walking around the lake, Articia found herself extremly bored. Which was odd. She shok her head as she pulled out her rubberband, and her black locks fell down unto her back.

"Boredom may cause heart failure." She sighed, closing her flaming red eyes. She opened them again and took in the pale earth, which seemed to be grieving for some reason. A reason unknown to her.

She closed her eyes again and opened them, turning aorund. "Why would you care?" She asked dully, her red eyes blazing.

"I have no purpose to speak to juvenile boys." She mumbled, turning back around. She continued her short walk, which she had intended to continue doing for quite a while.

"And you, sir, are just as bad. You are Judas Anderson. And you like to judge people around you." She smiled to herself, and tapped her lip, thinking to herself about what more she could kill for the heck of it. TUrning around, she corssed her arms, smiling.

"Normally I would just leave, or just kill you, but apparently your invincible. I'm in no mood to fight with somebody who is invincible. Nor do I want to make an enemy. But I do not wish to be friends. its been great meeting you."

"Exactly." She said, sighing. "I'm not going to be like every other 'genius' who tries to be smarter than you. Your far to superior for me to counteract."
She yawned, putting her hand to her mouth.

"And what is you 'whim'?" She asked, smiling. She yawned again and raised an eyebrow, not finding it so difficult to do so.

"And I don't learn things from people. I don't have friends." Her smile faded when she thought about this and she looked down at her hands, which were glowing red. She shook them a little bit and the glow faded away. She looked up again and restored her stance, a smirk on her face.

"Well?"