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unbitten; i finally got muse back &&. theres no one to talk to--
i might as well be on hiatus until i feel my muse again
"flattered but lame cosplay."
said in the most monotone voice. she didn't take alternate universes lightly she really didn't show her interest nonetheless nor did she take a look-alike very simply either. was she supposed to gush away from a doppel ganger? highly unlikely. -- mxrethxnxprxttyfxce
". . . noisy."
indeed, she referred to the semi flirtatious blonde who seemed to enjoy speaking at such a loud volume. stereotypical vampire crap was about staying nocturnal and no sleep at all man. but, yeah, half true but was it okay to take a nap around four in the morning?
the effort of having to push the covers off, then get out from the comforting cushions of her bed, then having to leave her room, and finally stop halfway down the stairs just to send a rather - [ bored ] - stare at the azure hues and say --- ofaristocracy
" . . . --- chill."
{ rebellious fool }
He knew he’d get a reply like that from her. He hated all the night class members equally——-but nobody could top Kaname, that was for sure. Was she really challenging his authority? He was the on watch patrol and she was out when she wasn’t, so in the end, she’d get in trouble even if Zero did nothing about it.
Although, it really pissed him off that she was disobeying his orders.
” You don’t have a choice. “
He wasn’t going to make a big scene. If she wanted to, then he’d be her guest, but he wasn’t going to get another lecture from the headmaster to be a little bit more considerate to others. Like hell he would.
” Don’t make me repeat myself. “
". . . mm. . . nah."
no, she wasn't really in the mood to deal with his [ temper tantrums ] but she was in the mood to purposely make him irate. no altercations needed really, just a few words can settle into a heavy talk on what rima should really be doing right now.
did they really do much during the actual night class? kinda. most of her perspective was filled with -- ' oh that guy has the nerve to insult lord kaname ! how irrational and stubborn he is !' or ' but lord kanameee how can you act so calmly when he's definitely out to beat you !? ' geez, it was more of a political or belligerent debate than it was class. she even asked to be excused for a breath of fresh air as long as she didn't do something so outrageous. was interacting with this fool outrageous? mm. on a scale from one to ten it'd be a subtle six? or three?
. . .depending on what actually happens.
"y'know what . . . -- entertain me."
{ Senri: }
appearances were nothing but naught in his frame of mind, a simple bout of necessity that their level of nobility took so much pride in, that those humans who fawned over their looks in those magazines that he himself had never seen with his own eyes.
those normally apathetic eyes stared down at the shorter aristocrat, expressions betraying nothing. it wouldn’t be the first time, after all, that she had so eagerly pointed out a flaw in his attire.
❝ Fix it for me. ❞
Oh, did that sound eager or too eager. She only pointed out how unorderly he fixes his attire in the morning. Maybe it was a pet peeve she had, but then again she really could care less if it were someone else.
It seems like a consecutive trail of corrections she made corresponding to him. She excused herself from finishing her red tie to fix his oh-so-very-crooked one. Slender digits made their way to undo the catastrophe of a knot, the familiar silky swipe noises made.
They were known for being the two of a few words, yeah? Without any terminology announced, she tightened the knot (not too tight of course) and, not even giving him an upper-glance, she resumed to doll herself.
"Lazy. . . Learn how to do it right, loser."
She would say something along those lines everytime, but it was never really acknowledged, leading her to re-doing it most mornings. Not that she had a significant complaint about it.
"Your tie. . ."
A quick up-nod of her head towards his chest at the atrocity of a slightly lopsided fold. It's not like she really cared about the appearance; she just thought it would be cool to point out a small mistake. Uniforms are such a cumbersome requirement. What were they even used for? It's not like any of them would be walking around campus in booty shorts or crop tops or barrels if they were that daring. But she had a hunch none of them were.
". . . it's crooked."
You gotta pay respect to being tidy - she knew someone would be irked for even the tiniest strand of hair out of place. -- xsanguinis
"So calm. Is it nice having a bunch of idiots swarm around you so chaotic like that?"
Impressed, she would say she was but flattery gets no one anywhere, right? It was just amusing to see how calm and collected he stayed even after the swarm of mortals trapped him. She thought it would be annoying to have a bunch of high pitched voices screaming your name like that. Because y'know, the louder someone is, the more disturbing that is. And multiply that by- what? a crap ton of girls. -- sange-rasarit
「ℤ ;
“No reason?”
That was a reply he didn’t really fancy to hear. No, he didn’t want to hear that at all. He would rather her say something stupid then saying there was no reason for her outing, it was just ridiculous and irritating.
“That’s not a good excuse.”
He replied with a cold stare, his hand moving to his sides and tried to stay relaxed, although he would make sure if she tried anything, she would be sorry as a result.
“You have to have a reason for being out here or else go back to your dorm, now.” He clicked his tongue on the back on his teeth, helping him relax and not get upset more than he actually needed to. He was doing his job anyways——only, he hated what he was dealing with.
" --- ...As if."
As if. . . she'd listen to him. First of all, he was greatly disliked by most of the night class. Rima was only n e u t r a l on the opinion of either welcoming or totally isolating him. She doesn't really remember why everyone hates him; she knew that he insulted Lord Kaname. . . right?
He seemed pissed but she had to appreciate how well he was holding it in. But what she didn't like was how fast he replied to her, not even giving her a chance to think of a comeback. A white lie - nothing too harmful. Why was this kid full of attitude anyway?
"Like I'd choose to listen to you."
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☪—The demons tail slowly wagged be hide him in boredom as the women passed by, but he couldn’t help raising a single eyebrow at the words she had spoke.
⇢It had been obvious to desire that the stranger could not have been human either because of the weird feeling in the air, but the question was, what in the world was she?
⇢”shouldn’t i be saying the same thing to you”
|| ;;♛ » Smart one, he caught on rather quickly. Rima would hate to have been dealing with such a sluggish other; there was no time that she felt like wasting to someone who might be taking a milennium to answer as well.
Stopping on her heel and spinning herself to face this demon, she brushed the strands of light orange hair behind her shoulder; looking at him disinterestedly. It seemed like both never really had anything to do but suspect each other, if she had plans, she would have left it on that.
Tilting her chin upwards and placing her right hand on her him, she again acknowledged him with a brief puff of breath.
"Nice catch."
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|| ;;♛ » Do you feel the intensity of her glare? Do you feel the pricks of sudden shivers along your spine from a hunch that someone may or may not be eying you supiciously?
You should.
A dainty looking female brushed past him, not even bothering to show a passing glance. Her words, though, were obviously directed towards him.
"Non-human."
「ℤ ; He knew he smelled trouble when Yuki left….he just knew it. He was in mid-motion when he realized Rima was so close that she could see the blood capsules he was carrying. Angry she was invading his personal space and privacy, he closed the box up hastily and shoved it back in his coat pocket, forgetting about the burning urge to find someone…someone to just maybe—-taste what he desired. No—-he shook his head violently at the thought, glaring at Rima as horribly as he could at that moment. “What are you doing out here?” He questioned coldly, not caring the slight about what she just saw him almost do. Plus, even if she did see him try to pop the pill, she’d be disappointed and see that he in fact could down the capsule. “I’ll ask you one more time: What are you doing out here?”
|| ;;♛ » His sudden anger made her want to laugh. How pathetic she thought he was, hiding something so big from a girl so small. Pathetic that he thinks he might get away with it. Oh, this was a story she wanted to further investigate on.
The closest semblance to a smirk filtered onto her features, though soft spoken, her existence hinted a clue of mischief. Her feet tapped lightly against the white, quartz railing. circling her way around whilst taking her time.
"Chill. You didn't give me time to answer."
There was only a short pause before he repeated his inquiry, not giving her a chance to explain herself. Even if she did, she'd have no good reason. Aidou, known for his despise of Zero, wanted to give into a nearby spy to merely irritate him. Of course, the model never volunteered but she wouldn't refuse an order. Most of the time.
"..."
"No reason."
Subaru narrowed his eyes at the girls response, his look incredulous. Who did she think she was, avoiding his question like that? She looked unassuming, but underestimating her would prove dangerous. She may be small, but there was definite power behind her. As with all situations, he automatically assumed his strength would be able to handle pretty much anything that was thrown at him. It’s obvious he didn’t really get out much.
His irritation levels growing with this one remark, the vampire decided he may as well gave his usual response to statements such as these. ”Does it look like a care how ‘forward’ I am? I asked you a question, now answer it." He ordered once more, merely confirming the rumors that he was, indeed, a brat. Though, in this situation, he was more inclined to consider her a ‘brat’. After all, brats were normally the ones who avoided direct questions like that.
He didn’t get along with many people, and he could tell that this girl would be no exception. She’d already succeeded in making him angrier, it probably wouldn’t be long until he ended up breaking some nearby object. Perhaps if she continued to merely push his buttons, he’d just have one of his other siblings deal with her. It would save him the stress that came whenever he became too irritated.
|| ;;♛ » The irritation vibes that bounced off his deathly figure amused the orangette, though did it show at all? Nope. Not one bit of mischeviousness hinted within her expression.
Maybe she would have answered his direct question if he hadn't been so rude about it. Hah, that was funny; she wouldn't answer in any way he phrased that inquiry. It was just part of her nature to either get to the point, or stall.
A small fold of her arms and a quick quirk of the neck to the side. Ignoring his question again. If he became so agitated with her presence, just her's- no one else's, then he should know what she is. She'll leave it to him to bring that up.
"Obviously," Rejects the actual meaning of his question, "a stranger."
Well, she did answer his first question. He just asked who the hell she was, right?