*Ah.. so this must be her: tail, tan skin, sword, headwrap. Niyaya's eyes narrow slightly beneath the dark cloth covering the top half of his face, and he licks his lips in anticipation. It was quite out of character for him to seek revenge over another's woes, but here he was regardless, gazing at Copala with an eager, almost hungry expression--yes, hello sweet revenge.
Gripping a long, blood-stained scythe in his normal hand, he jumps from the shadows directly into Copala's path. He faces her with a rather frightening grin, greeting her with a soft, sing-song voice.*
Miss Copala..~
That is you, yes? I have a request, little request for you.. request~
((WHY SO SERIOU--*beheaded* ..here is a Niyaya, by the way~ >A>/))