Misunderstood

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demonic-diva:

“Oh! that makes sense!” he exclaimed though his attention had changed to the direction of the upcoming noise and when it happened to be something as cute as a small bunny he seemed to light up some. “A rabbit! It’s adorable! I’ve never really gotten to see one that isn’t being sold for some sort of price.” 

“Hopefully it finds it’s way back, it’s rather cold out for fluffy little bunnies to be running around.” he replied with a small snicker. though he was a bit disappointed that it had gone away so fast but that was to be expected. 

“Though that brings another question to mind, If you had to pick a favorite animal what would it be and why?” it was a simple little question and he figured they could make a sort of game out of it. 

“A favorite animal?” She questions, watching the departing bunny, her eyes are glazed over as she contemplates the question seriously. It really just depended on the mood she was in sadly, sometimes she found some animals more compelling than others, and they changed with her mood. Though most of the time, if she had to pick just one, there was hardly a contest. “My favorite real animal, would be a tiger, and that is because they’re elegant, proud, and intelligent creatures that are both powerful and majestic.”

It wasn’t hard to explain her reasons for liking them as she did, however, her eyes flickered back to a frozen over pond; her smile starting to grow a tiny bit as she continues. “However, for my favorite nonrealistic animal, it’d be a tie between a dragon and a unicorn. Dragons because they are wise, strong, and fearless—their hides are not easily penetrated by mere weapons, and they guard treasures with secrets and elemental magic.” She paused as they turned off the path, heading down a tree-lit cobblestone walkway, the Christmas music in the distance made her feel both welcome and content. “Unicorns because they are pure, they are beauty personified, and they’re probably the rarest of all because they are so untainted.” 

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Just a short friendly greeting and notice. 

This blog will be undergoing construction within the next few days. As such, my replies will vary between slow and even slower. 

Thanks for the wait. 

-Dai. 

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inkedxdreams:

> “Uwah! R-Right! Let’s hurry before it gets too late and we lose the road! Come on come on!”

She casts a glance to the pair of plush toys a little wistfully. How she wanted to get them for herself and her companion. It was a shame… But with the (thankfully) incessant tug on her body, she’s forced to move on and race forward. Her steps falling in line with her friend’s as they race away from the shopping district. The brisk movement pumps life through her body, sifting cool air into her lungs. It gives her energy that she didn’t recognize and it’s thankfully not long before she seems to perk.

Though, with the older woman’s hand clasped around her own, it was hard to stay down. So warm… so soft… How she loved the simple feeling. She was sure merely looking at them chained together by the simple motion would make her heart leap from her chest. She shook her head free of its funny little thoughts and refocused to their original endeavor.

> “Ah… Ahh; where…? Ah! I think it’s in the northeastern district! Just a half hour ride on the subway! If we hurry; we can make the next boarding before it takes off!”

Yet, as she says that, she can feel her legs wobble in the slightest. It’d been a while since she’d been able to go out and do anything. Maybe a little more stretching or wake up time for her muscles would help her.

> “Oh oh! Do you gotta go back to the club on the holidays? If not, I could always come over- We could make a ham or something!”

The moment she mentions the subway, she gives a small nod, and works her way toward the railing despite herself but she notices the way her friend wobbles and pauses. “Are you sure you want to ride the subway? Maybe a nice walk will actually help more.” She is concerned over her friend’s well-being if nothing and she doesn’t mind the cold night air. It wasn’t as though they weren’t properly dressed for the cold weather and even as she suggests that she knows she has gloves in her purse if nothing else. The Christmas lights gleaming in the distance bring an odd sense of peace to her heart, she enjoyed this time of the year, even if most people did not due to religious reasons.

               Even without the religious aspect, Christmas had been and always would be, one of her favorite holidays. The way bells jingle in the distance, and the way that people call from across the street to wish everyone on the way a merry Christmas. Quietly, she slows her pace, and she takes the time to just enjoy the outing even though normally it does not hold her attention for too long. “Ah?” She glances and isn’t surprised at the question and suggestion.

               “I don’t have to work on Christmas no.”

For that she was eternally grateful, it would have sucked had she been busy that day, and most businesses were closed anyway. “That sounds like a good idea actually.” She liked ham after all and having a friend over for that day sounded better than spending her time alone again. They had a lot of catching up to do anyway. A soft hum leaves her lips as she takes the time to stop under the snow dusted trees, she can smell warm coffee in the distance, and her mind turns to hot chocolate.

               “Actually, why don’t we go get some cocoa for on the way?” She could pay if nothing else, seeing as she had left over money from earlier—one of her tips had been quite generous.

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nightvaleian-librarian:

this is probably one of the best posts i’ve ever seen

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omgzekiel:

“r-really?!” He seemed a bit shocked but soon shock turned in to happiness. Zeke hopped off his chair and gave her the biggest hug he could wit how small he was, “you’re awesome!!” He yelled cheerfully.

The young woman gently ruffles the boy’s hair as he gives her a hug, it doesn’t bother her, and she hands the drawing over to him when he finally relinquishes his grip over her. “Go ahead and color it whatever you like.” Though she noticed that the Tom and Jerry show had finally ended and Courage the Cowardly Dog had replaced it. It didn’t bother her much, though she glanced at the time, her tongue giving a small click. “Have you eaten breakfast yet?”

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tsukikxri:

> “You’re kidding, right?” 

As they walk together, he’s taken her shoulder and held her still. He stands before her, staring into her eyes with an odd expression. As irate as it is, it’s sympathetic all the same, but he clearly isn’t having the bullshit. Her words were highly contradictory and he can’t help but point that out to her. It bothers him somewhat…

> “You can’t just sit there and explain how your home is literally hell in a hand basket and that death would probably be better; then say ‘oh it’s not that bad.’ That’s literally the opposite of what you just described.”

He gives a soft sigh, his arm winding around her shoulders as he holds her to his side. He continues walking with her, perfectly calm otherwise, despite the facts he had to nitpick at. Though as he’s walking with her, he’s lost to his thoughts; even speaking them outwardly now and then.

> “I’m sure it can’t be as bad as you made it out to be.”

Having said that, he still braces himself for the worst when they finally arrive. Though, it was only the first day they’d met. He wouldn’t push too much. And he gives her a wave as she heads for the door.

> “Well regardless, you take care and don’t depress yourself to death ya hear? Hang up some bright colored posters or something; get a dog; something like that might help take the edginess off.”

He’s teasing in some regards and others he’s not. But he leaves her to her devices all the same, and returns to the job he’d meant to finish hours ago. Truth be told, catching an unruly kitsune wasn’t exactly on the level of God fighting, so it wasn’t as though he was worried too much. In fact, his job is complete with a simple lure and an icy cage that knocks the creature out within a half hour of leaving the girl.

He’s back home in moments and offers the creature and his reports swiftly. From there, he leaves to look for more work and to search for his sister. Sadly, she’s busy and he’s left to his own. 

He keeps the odd encounter to himself and thinks over what he should do. Eventually though, curiosity piques, and he uses the excuse of work to visit the realm of humans once more. And it isn’t long before he finds the familiar female. 

> “Hey there! Fancy seeing you leaving a fancy place like this.”

A flashy building with wealthy guests. What an odd place to be; but he wouldn’t question it at the moment.

> “So did you decorate your house and make it welcoming? I see you didn’t die of bleakness at least. -Why don’t I join you tonight again?”

“I’m sure at least one person has told you this in your life, however, you’re a smart ass.” Iziriyia was sure that more than one person had stated this previously but didn’t care much. The wealthy and rather stuffy air of the hostess club as left forgotten as she settled into walking with her odd companion. Lemonade pink stirs in the muggy night breeze, it is getting chillier and chillier as time passes, but they are not too far from her apartment and if it comes down to it, she can always go get a coat from there. However, the chill is welcomed by her skin, as it had felt feverish in her workspace and now she is grateful to be out of it entirely.

               It kept a roof over her head, it kept food in her stomach, and it helped to support her tuition fees for college but she did not appreciate having to act as a china doll. “I’d be glad for your company again.” Last time had been a relief from her boring evening activities. School had closed for the week due to the upcoming festivities that had been planned for the ASB students, and she was glad for the time spent away to give her a chance to study for her impending science and music exams. Nonetheless, she decided that a small break couldn’t hurt, as she had been working her butt off since 8am and it now read 10:30pm on her watch.

               She is content with this new meeting of theirs, humming lightly as she takes a look around the town on their way back toward her tiny apartment, and that’s when she decides to spring the newest adjustment on him. “I did what you suggested actually,” she glanced to him, her hands resting in her pockets as she offered something of a smile, “I went out and bought Christmas decorations not that long ago, actually, I was wondering if maybe you’d like to help decorate.” She hadn’t been too sure if she was going to run into him again, though she was glad for the chance, and this was a different way of bonding right?

               If anything, she was just grateful for a friend besides Lucia, and even though she loved the otaku nerd to bits—she knew that she was her only friend. Usually, that was enough though. A soft hum leaves her lips as she thinks things over, and she can hear Christmas music playing in the distance. It was hard to believe that December had already arrived, but with the chill in the air, it proved its existence. “My apartment isn’t too far from here actually, considering, my boss decided to provide me with the flat.” It was small, but roomy, and it was usually a place of complete silence—but most of the time after a long day that wasn’t so bad. It was the weekends that really got to her.

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Just a short friendly greeting and notice. 

This blog will be undergoing construction within the next few days. As such, my replies will vary between slow and even slower. 

Thanks for the wait. 

-Dai. 

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tsukikxri:

> “They’re just books. It’s not as though I’m buying you a new car. Besides, I have to use my money on something.”

He’s unfazed by her pouting; ignoring it even in favor of his own endeavors. Really in the human world, he has no use of monetary things. He only keeps it to blend with society when need be. The organization ran on completely different things without a need for funds and could support its members in other ways, after all. Like himself. However, when it came to distributing money from other realms to those that went to work there; it wasn’t like it was hard to obtain. They’d sell things from crystals to tools to get what they needed.

That said; he always kept neat things or rare things he’d find on his journeys. He’d hoard them in a vault hidden from prying eyes. And when need be, he’d pawn his own treasures he didn’t care for any more for their wealth when he wanted to do a little extra. Just like in the case of now. And regardless of how much she’d argue the gesture, he’d do as he liked anyway.

He simply plucked the text from her and a few others he noticed her eyeing. He then walked to the cashier and checked everything out. The books were given over and the receipt was promptly crumpled and trashed so she couldn’t return the gifts. He then returned to her side with a big grin of his own.

> “ There, that wasn’t so bad. Besides, reading is good for you!”

Well, he may be a hypocrite for saying that. But at the same time, he knew it was good for others that like it, if nothing else. 

> “Though, say… Don’t think you can get away with earlier. I noticed that weird little noise you made in your throat.”

Soft as it was, he could hear it exceptionally well. And it wasn’t as though the faces she made with it were any less of a tip off.

> “What’s up? Don’t like home?”

He wouldn’t be surprised. That was more normal in her realm wasn’t it? 

The question asked isn’t what gets her, what gets her is the memory of what she shall go back to, and she is quiet for a time before she finally decides to answer him. “I can’t remember a time since my grandfather died…that I really liked home.” How long had it been again? How many years had passed since his death? It was then that the happiness around her had finally shattered, it was then that the abuse became great enough to crush her, and it was then that she’d learned the true feeling of misery. Many times she had stated that her life wasn’t fair, many times she thought about the countless moments in which it proved that way, but nothing had soothed the ache from the tragic loss of the one man who was her sole father figure.

               Although, the pain has ebbed some, and she can speak on it now. It doesn’t bother her nearly as much as it used to, but the wounds were not going to heal, this kind of loss was not something that could be healed. “Home is a place of silence, bleakness, and isolation…” she muses as she takes the books he offers without complaint, she knows that it will do her no good in the end, so she doesn’t bother to try and argue with him. He seemed dead set on spoiling her if just for a little while, it was nice, but she also felt like she didn’t deserve any of it. Was she a bad person for thinking she deserved absolutely nothing?

               Suffering, pain, agony—there was so much of it. Surely, she didn’t deserve even this small act of kindness, but she wouldn’t be disrespectful by attempting to convince him otherwise. Somehow, she felt it would do her no good anyway. “I wonder what it would feel like… to have a home in which I was happy to go back to.” Home was never a place that brought her excitement, unless of course, she was in another place for several days and wished to go back to her own bed. Home hadn’t been home for a while. It was why she supposed that she searched for a different alternative, why she was looking elsewhere now for work, besides the hostess club that she worked at now.

               Perhaps if she could find something else she’d be happier? The thought is strange but she is following her instinct, her instinct tells her to try something different, and so she refuses to ignore its call to her. “But…it’s not as though it’s a horrible place…it could be worse.” She could be back in that hellhole, hearing how worthless she was every day again, and failing time and time again to reconcile with those around her. Why was it that the term family, often instilled with it, people that expected far too much of you?

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tsukikxri:

> “Wonderland huh? I guess it would be nice to jump through a hole and escape reality for a while.”

He’d noticed the book she’d picked up. Noticed the colorful covering and the figures that were peppered around. It held his interest mildly for a moment before he put away the things he’d looked at himself. He had no interest in the things here. Never a fan of sitting and reading really himself. He’d much rather watch it on a screen or see it play out before his eyes. Well, maybe she could read the tales to him some other day. He’d probably enjoy the books them.

That aside, he’d moved and leaned over one of the cushioned chairs, peering around the store as minutes passed by. His mind wandered all sorts of things from trivial to not. 

> “So say; what’s the next stop after this? It’ll be getting late soon. I could walk you home- if you’re fine with some strange man you just met learning where you live; that is.”

He’s perfectly light hearted in the things he says really. And if nothing else, she couldn’t be safer with him. But he couldn’t keep from teasing her every now and then. That said, she did seem perfectly comfortable with him. He had to wonder why that was. Most humans would have by now found an excuse to get away from him. And then there were a special few who had… other things on the mind. (Wow, humans could be disgusting!)

And then there was her. Perfectly content with even the smallest of things. And he couldn’t help but be enchanted by her carefree attitude around him. Even if it was dangerous in other ways. Well it didn’t matter right now. 

And with a shrug, he’d walked over, his chin on her shoulder as he gazed at the new item she picked up. An idea crossed him and he spoke his thoughts for her to hear.

> “Though before we leave; I can buy you a book or two. I don’t really use my money on much after all.”

The moment he mentioned walking her home, she almost made a noise that she didn’t want to, caught between a groan of dread and a whine. Though she forced it down, it was just because her house was a lonely and rather boring place, and she was quick to head to bed whenever she went back. Although she did spend some time staying up and writing more and more often, especially with the strange new encounters she was starting to have, it gave her fuel to write again. It was something...that hadn’t happened for a long time. 

Since Theo had walked out of her life completely. Her best friend from High School, who wasn’t a bitch, but had let her mother ruin their friendship because at the time she had thought Iziriyia was weird and was going to rape her daughter or something disgusting and stupid like that. Theo had been like a sister of sorts, but now she just brought bad memories forward, and even now Izzy felt a strange sort of bitter sadness over the whole ordeal. 

People were so shallow, she hated it, and she wished that they could feel what they put everyone else through. There were numerous times she contemplated asking that informant that worked for Mr. Tenjou for a job working in the Underground in her boss’s place. It was dangerous but she was tired of being boring, she was tired of being hurt, and she was tired of being left after a month or two. 

“No no, it’s fine, you can walk me home...” although at the mention of buying her a few books, feeling his chin resting on her shoulder, she felt a pout form on her lips. “Ah, but you’ve already treated me so much today, it just doesn’t seem right...” her hands were twisting while her fingers played with one another, and she dared a glance at him. “You really don’t have to do all this, I mean I’m not ungrateful for the kindness, but I- I mean this is...well you’ve done a lot already!” 

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demonic-diva:

He listened as he always was did whenever someone spoke. Especially if he was interested in learning more about that person. he had his arms crossed but not in an annoyed manner what soever if anything he seemed more relaxed. 

“Horse back riding? That’s a shame it can be a rather fun outdoor activity. Though I’ve only done it a few times myself.” most animals were frightened of him so it made doing anything with them a bit difficult. 

Ruby hues went to the shimmering sunlit water and as he thought some on what other activities he did besides reading. “Well I read, write and from time to time I see if there’s anything of interest on television. But other than that I make jewelry every once in a while.” he replied with a small shrug. “Although I’ve heard of manga before I assume it’s a form of book?” 

He wasn’t sure why he was comfortable around her, perhaps it was just the aura that she gave off that made him feel at ease? He wasn’t quite sure but he wasn’t about to complain either. 

“Manga is a Japanese picture book with a story of sorts.” She explained, her eyes traveled back to the water but she seemed to be thinking over the information that she was given. One of her friends’ mothers had made jewelry before, when she had stayed over there with her friend, she used to actually sit on the couch and speak with the woman while she’d made bracelets and necklaces. 

Blue irises glanced to a small rabbit that had hopped into their path, it was quick to get away of course, but it made her smile a little. Most people weren’t so happy to see such a small furry creature, but it gave her an odd sense of happiness because it was a rare occurrence. 

“Huh that was a cottontail, you don’t see them very often this time of year, if at all. I wonder if its lost.” 

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omgzekiel:

“Daddy says im only aloud to once at home and 4 during school time..Daddy homes schools me” He looked up with a small smile befor looking at the picture she’d drawn” “It’s so pretty!!”, He looked at it in awe,especially as he loved flowers.. He even had his own little garden outside.

“Ah you really think so? I don’t draw too often but I used to take classes for it when I was going to college before.” The young woman handed the paper over to him after she finished, a kind smile gracing her features, as she gently handed him the box of crayons. “I have an idea why don’t you color it?” He seemed to like the flowers so much that she decided maybe it’d be better if he kept the drawing instead. 

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tsukikxri:

> “Just don’t be upset if it takes me another millennia to get back to you.”

Of course he’s joking after all. He’d never make a lady wait of course. He’s been taught well if nothing else. And it seemed to be working. She was smiling. Giggling even! And he couldn’t help the hum that left his own lips as he moves around her. Though as he turns from her, picking up a book of his own, he’s reminded of his duties and his job. 

Of course this is dangerous. And of course… if they found out, it would be bad. But he’s careful to keep her close. He’s cautious of letting chaos find them. And the thought lingers constantly on his mind. His eyes are always flicking back and forth subtly one or twice. To those around him; if they somehow noticed, it was as though he were searching for something. Maybe he’d dropped something or was looking for the next place to visit. But to him, he is scouting his prey and enemies. 

He smiles and he treats these fragile creatures kindly. But he is still a beast himself that could crush them in his claws. What would they think, if they knew that? Maybe one day he’d experiment. 

> “Ah? Hey, what’s this?”

But for now, this was fine. And as he lifted a rather silly looking comic, he lets worry melt once more and turns to her with a grin. It seemed they’d spend the rest of their evening just looking at silly comics together. And he was fine with that.

> “Alright, Izzy; so what do you prefer of these? Something raunchy or… huh! This looks actiony! Oh… and then there’s some romance shit here too-”

Just until she was safely at home. From then… there was no telling. Where would they go from there? Would he still try? Or get caught up in the passage of mortal time? Hmm… maybe work would steal him… or she’d forget this meeting ever happened. Ah, but what if she called to him? Now that sounded interesting.

“I can’t make any promises about that.” She playfully replied, it wasn’t hard for her to get upset sometimes, and gods did she know how annoying she could be because of her stupid insecurity. However, she is quick to forget it, it wasn’t the time or place. The moment he goes back to browsing the books, she moves to look over the other selections, and her eyes noticed an intricate little cover, it had something of a star of David but it looked far more sinister. Reading the back of the cover, she was quite unsurprised that it had to do with vampires that were living in a manor with a young woman. 

The young woman couldn’t have been much more than 18 years old, with long beautiful silver colored hair and eyes, and the vampires that stood on either side of her were quite plain in comparison for once. It made her tilt her head in slight confusion, but when she was addressed her attention was stolen from her once more. Curiously, she turned back to her companion, giving a small snicker at the comments. 

Blue irises turn back to what he is looking over, her fingers brushing over a few titles before she stops at one noticing the cover: Alice’s Adventures In Wonderland. It is a manga but it immediately grabs her attention because of the cat boy on the cover who is draped over the branch above the young woman’s head. He seems a cruel character at first glance, and the typical arrogance that comes with a cat that masks his face. Perhaps, there is some hope in this small desolate shop after all. 

“This is new...” she picks up the small book, turning it in her hands, looking through a few pages, and she is surprised that she has not seen anything like this before. 

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omgzekiel:

Zeke seemed to stare at the tv from time to time, his tail swishing when ever he saw the mouse. He Loved mice..well chasing them and petting them for sure..SO he began doodling tom and jerry with the picture of the gal.

The young woman glanced over to what the boy was drawing, a soft smile creeping onto her features, he seemed like such a sweet kid and it was a shame that he was in this position. For a moment, she once again, felt her mind turning and roiling under the surface. However, she didn’t let anything become visible on the surface, she pretended to be oblivious, while her mind viciously searched for answers. “Hm... that’s a pretty good drawing you’re making there,” she told the boy after a moment, giving his hair a gentle ruffle, “So how often do you draw?” 

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inkedxdreams:

She’s stuck on the silliest of things, that she knows. It was a waste she couldn’t do something like that for her friend. That said, it was more a shame she was never able to do anything for anyone. She tried… and each time she just felt disappointed. In herself and maybe everything else too. It reminded her why she stayed distant from people. If no one was around to expect and hope things of her, then she couldn’t disappoint them. Being attached without others getting attached to her… yes, that’s how she liked to live. It was easier that way… But it didn’t always work and typically by now she’d run. She’d hide and drop from the face of the earth from those she’d originally been close to. Too scared to keep going…

But here she was… somehow still, with the friend she always disappointed that tried so hard. It hurt almost, to watch. Because she knew she’d never be what others wanted of her. 

> “Aha; I liked to make silly noises with them. My dad would do stuff like pretend to sneeze and to the snot goo trick. Mom hated it.”

Her fingers stole the slippery item from its casing and moved it around, wiggling it at the older woman. With a big grin, she messed around like a child, copying her father with the fake sneeze and throwing the item on her friend’s arm. She smile. And she laughed. And she played the part of ‘nothing was wrong’ all too well. There was no discerning the difference, no matter how well you knew her. Because she knew to take that scope a step further. For herself… for others around her.

> “Hey, I know! We should go light hunting after this! I heard there’s a district around there that has these really fancy houses all dolled up for the holidays.”

Who knew. Maybe by the end of the night she’d mean that smile and be able to ignore her short comings.  .

She didn’t have to hide it, Iziriyia knew to some degree, her friend would never be okay. A long time ago, she had accepted that, and she knew that despite it all there were just some things she herself would never be able to fix. The damage was too great, almost like she herself was damaged, and there wasn’t a sure fire way to just get it away. It wouldn’t heal overnight and she had to work at it with herself, but she knew that her friend would not be able to fix it, until her life actually improved. 

Even then, there were just some things you couldn’t do. A moment later, she was following her friend around the store, tilting her head when she mentioned the lights at the district that had all the fancy homes. It didn’t bother her at all, in fact, the only thing that really bothered her was that she couldn’t do more for her but she already knew that Lucia would feel bad if she knew that. A soft hum left her lips, she playfully snatched her hand, and gave a playful sway of their hands as she dragged her along. 

“That sounds like a good idea, let’s go!” The original endeavor brushed aside, she knew her friend didn’t have any money to spare, and she didn’t care about material gifts. The thought of looking at Christmas lights with her was enough of a gift. “This is better actually! I hope we find some interesting displays!”

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demonic-diva:

He couldn’t help but chuckle at the fact that his small question had thrown her into a tiny battle with herself, though he was patient and waited for her to collect her thoughts once more though he didn’t expect her to want to stay out longer but he wasn’t complaining either. 

“The lake huh? sounds fine to me, I could use the air anyway.” Not like he had much of a life to go back too, because sitting alone in a brightly lit lavish mansion and reading a book that he’s read most likely twenty times or more by now was such a good pass time in comparison to having an actual conversation it seemed like a sad waste of an evening. So he was more than pleased to spend more time with this young lady. 

He kept in a light stride next to her and glanced around some. “So then Izzy besides peering into the widows of small little shops, what other things do you do as a pass time?” His own hobbies were a bit boring but he was more intent on learning more about her.

She ponders this question that has been asked to her, her eyes are on the sidewalk in front of her, and she knows she must think on it for a few moments. “Well let’s see, I used to ride horses, but I don’t get the chance to do that much anymore. I like taking walks and talking with people so long as they are intelligent.” She couldn’t stand airheads that had nothing good to say. 

For a moment she is grateful that her company seems more focused on just this small question that doesn’t bring up anything particularly bad from her memory. She glances to the lake that is now lit up like a miniature sun in the distance and she notices the way the ripples on the water seem to shimmer in the faint lighting. 

“I used to hike, I used to go camping...I’m more the type that likes to just joke around with a friend from time to time rather than do anything particularly. I like books, I like manga, and I read a lot to keep myself occupied.” 

He is quiet and she is grateful for the conversation that doesn’t force her to speak, it’s nice for a change. “What about you, what do you like to do in your free time?”

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Unexpected Meeting ||

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tsukikxri: 

The stroll is quiet. It’s peaceful. It’s overall something he’s not used to. A simple stroll with a girl at his side like normal people. She doesn’t expect him to carry the world on his shoulders. She knows nothing of what he is rather. She’s just a human. And he’s just some guy she met. And together, they’d just some odd strangers that happened to meet on a cold rainy day. Yet, here they are, oblivious to the world and its woes. Simply smiling… Simply enjoying their life, if even for a moment. 

And that’s when he gets the idea. He steals her away and pulls her onto his back. The impromptu piggy back earning a grin over his shoulder at her. 

> “There! Now you can see it better! It almost looks like a fire on the water’s surface. Just… minus the death and destruction.”

He doesn’t care either way. She’s warm and he’s distracted by her presence. As he carries her, he’s absolutely calm. And maybe even, much less of the he that he knew before. He can smile. And he can play. Like he’d done before and forgotten. And as they walk the streets, they’re seen as nothing more than what they are. No forbidden pair nor risk to the world, just some stupid friends who made everything into a joke. And to think… they’d only known each other for some hours.

> “Ohh… some of these places have some cool stuff. Maybe another day we can come by together and check it out. I always did love window shopping, after all.”

That said, he pauses before a big building. A store with a massive label and a sign outside listing specials from a smaller section within. He leans just a big to look it over, then gives a hum as he bends and walks inside; careful of the passenger he’d carried along. The massive store is lined with shelves of books and comfy couches all around. A cafe to a corner and service off to another side. In the far back are magazines, more comfy chairs and the like.

And of course, the moment they’re in, he sets her down. For her sake more than anything. But as they stroll through, he’s quieter in how he speaks and gentler in the way he approaches her. 

> “Izion. That’s my name. But if you prefer, I have a slew of stupid and silly nicknames if that’s easier. Like… some people say they remember my name by remember ‘Ion.’ As if I were something from chem class.”

It is actually very surprising when he scoops her up, placing her on his back, and she instinctively holds to his shoulders. The world around them melts away, leaving behind a faint cloud that seems more like a daydream than reality. It’s the first time she’s felt a sense of peace since Winter began, she hates the cold, and she hates the blanket of white that usually comes with it--even though it has yet to fall. Her memory attacks her, with images of Christmases where she was surrounded by family, but more alone than anyone else. 

It’s different right now, he was here with her, he wasn’t focused on anything else and he was taking the time to see her. The only other person whom had done that for her before him, was her friend Lucia. The world around them is chilly but it’s quiet and it makes it easy to relax. She finds that she enjoys being close to this person, even though she hardly knows a thing about him. She doesn’t even know his name yet. 

Almost as if he reads her mind, he introduces himself, and the way he explains how people remember his name causes a small smile to form on her lips. Ion...what a funny way to shorten it. It doesn’t bother her, though she knows that at best most people would give their own names, and she gives a gentle giggle to acknowledge she’s heard him. “Iziriyia, it’s pretty complicated so most people just shorten it to Izzy.” 

Though she glanced where he’d been looking a moment before, the smile remained, even if it was very faint. “You know, I think I’d be okay with hanging out again like this.” 

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Babysitting Job ||

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omgzekiel:

“Whats Tom and jerry?” He hadn’t even heard the name of the show befor so he was pretty intrigued. He took a paper and started to doodle as he made sure to also pay attention.  Zeke was trying.but failing to draw his new and favorite babysitter.

“You’ve never watched Tom and Jerry before?” She found herself surprised but maybe his father didn’t let him watch cartoons when he was around, maybe he thought they were only good for rotting the mind or something stupid like that, and man had there been some really stupid excuses in her lifetime. She watched as the gray cat began to chase the mouse around, of course his typical antics got him hurt as Jerry the mouse was quick to retort with a tactic of his own to counter the cat. Though as she watched Tom and Jerry race around on the television, she sat tracing her pencil around on the sheet of paper in front of her, soon a little jasmine flower had formed in the place of her doodling--she went on of course, to add ivy vines and other forming buds on those vines; she wasn’t a natural Picasso of course but she definitely wasn’t the worst.