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Post by jyouyinkyteku on Sept 29, 2006 3:42:55 GMT -8
A short boy, about the height of 5'7", was making his way down a hall in half samurai clothing.
He was wearing a long, and long-sleeved black button down shirt, as well as black hakamas for his legs.
He was simply wandering now, and most people would percieve it as wandering blindly, as most people wonder how he can se through his shoulder length crimson hair going over his face.
He was bored now, he wanted a fight, so, he'd wait until he saw someone interesting. [/size] |
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Post by Mika Shimokawa on Sept 29, 2006 4:26:27 GMT -8
((Hope it's ok i'll join.))
Her feet had carried her to here, the robe muffling the sound of her footsteps on the tiled floors. Her eyes grounded as she were walking, not in interest of reaching eyecontact with anyone. The gathering of her hands before her tummy embraced the two sleeves to cover in a circular movement around her waist. The hood covered her magenta-like hair in a fashion to disallow any strife of light to fall on her face or the rest of her head. Her eyes lifted once to recognize the presence of a person heading towards her, she looked at him with her regular look of sorrow and despair as she passed his form.
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Post by jyouyinkyteku on Sept 29, 2006 12:49:54 GMT -8
(( It's fine. :3 ))
The short boy looked in the girl's direction with a raised eyebrow.
Though usually quiet in nature, Jyou chose to speak out, as for some reason, this girl was preplexing but interesting to him.
He stopped about 10 feet from the girl and continued to look at her as she kept on walking.
" What's wrong with you? "
It was a rather rude statement, but, he was never really polite to anyone. |
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Post by Mika Shimokawa on Sept 29, 2006 13:19:31 GMT -8
Her footpace stopped for a second, her back turned to his now twisted form, glaring at her back. The words penetrating even the thickest part of her robe, meeting her ears with annoyance.
"What's wrong with you" he turned and almost hissed at her.
She frowned without turning around,
"Right.. And I thought this would be different..." she replied in a silent but shivering cold tone, her hands folded released eachother and folded themselves to fists inside the long sleeves. Her arms hanging vertical parallel to her body.
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Post by jyouyinkyteku on Sept 29, 2006 13:30:50 GMT -8
"... Huh..?"
He turned somewhat quickly, the dark red dead cells hanging from his scalp shifted violently from the force but went back into place just perfectly not even a second later.
He raised his eyebrow again.
Eh... I think I made her angry... |
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Post by Mika Shimokawa on Sept 29, 2006 13:41:52 GMT -8
She did not reply, atleast not at first, she closed her dry lips to ensure no sound being emitted, allowing a soaked tounge to slowly and silent lick them over as the dryness had started to crack them. Her back kept turned to the male she had passed and she prepared herself for the worst. Imagine what he could do? Assault her? Harrass her? Attempt to rape her? Or just really bad at being social? No one knew.
Her eyes trailed over the rather empty hall, attempting to find somewhat of a weapon, should it be needed.
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Post by jyouyinkyteku on Sept 29, 2006 13:45:04 GMT -8
He raises his right hand and scratches the back of his head nervously.
" Uhm... I didn't mean to upset you or anything. "
He looked around a bit rapidly; this situation becoming rather uncomfortable and uncomfortable as well. [/color] |
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Post by Mika Shimokawa on Sept 29, 2006 14:21:38 GMT -8
"Of course.." she expressed with the regular cold and feelingless voice of "i-don't-care"'ish tone. Her eyes still trailing for a weapon of sorts, should it get out of hand.
Her mind travelled back to when her start on #552, she could remember it like it was yesterday, when Mei greeted her in the hallway and the first day accepted her as her ungranted sister, they went shopping and that was back when she got her purple hair.. She concealed it with the hood, ashamed of it... Missing her dear "sister".... That is when her thoughts returned to an avatar of a frown on her lips.
"You don't know -anything- about me, so don't even think about asking that again..!" she said with a hissing tone, still keeping the coldness..
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Post by jyouyinkyteku on Sept 29, 2006 14:40:51 GMT -8
He took a step back from her tone of voice.
" Eh... You want me to leave you alone..? " [/color] |
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Post by Mika Shimokawa on Sept 29, 2006 15:57:42 GMT -8
Her voice said nothing, the back of her hood stood still. Her mind furius with old memories, yet, she would not bother.
"Do what you want.." she said with the calm cold voice again, awaiting response.
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Post by jyouyinkyteku on Sept 29, 2006 21:11:11 GMT -8
" ... Eh... Alright, I'll leave you along then. "
He backs away a few feet before turning slowly.
He makes it only 2 steps before turning slightly once again.
" Bye.. "
His voice had a bit of obvious perplexion added to it as he muttered this last word to the girl.
He turned about away from her and made his way down the hall with his arms at his sides, his steps slow, and casual. |
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