sore oshiete yo?

Just stay? It's the so called Witching Hour! As I ventilate my crimson-stained desires; and slice through with a silver slash, my coat also become dyed in brilliant red. Status: Alive, active, unaffected Relationship: Single, doesn't really care Indie RP companion blog to subeteohai-jo-su-ru. Tracking the tag tarinai. All icons are mine. Do not steal. Some are edited from other icons of mine that were regular Len. Read all pages.

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"Tch, you annoy me." Click of her tongue, whoops that wasn’t feminine was it?, crimson eye narrowed dangerously at the boy who wouldn’t disappear so easily like previous targets. Why couldn’t she kill him in one swift?

Annoying, so annoying!

"Perish, you vile being!"

"Oh? The officer wants me to perish? Won't happen; soooorry! You're out of luck." A wild giggle came from him; a sword being withdrawn. A stern face came up; rain breaking through.

"Hyaa--!"

A lunge; sword raised for her neck.

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ONLINE

Since I only owe one reply; I'll go get working on it.

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OFFLINE

Going to kindle; so I'll be off tumblr. But I'll be on Skype.

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yes puuraido it's len but i forgot your skype name alksdjalskd

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I'm a bombshell blond Wired up to detonate

A dark laugh came from the boy; a finger almost lovingly tracing the cup within his hand. The one who found him just so happened to be within his friend’s corrupt bar; full of criminals of all sorts. Downing the gin he was drinking; an eyebrow cocked questioningly. “Well? Someone want something from little ol’ me~?” The bartender laughed to himself at that.

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"D-Directions would be… nice… Please…" The girl murmured to him, her head down to avoid the glares of the brute people in the bar. She couldn’t have sworn the residents were eyeing her and that only caused her nervousness and anxiety to heighten. However, she kept a poker face, acting as if she wasn’t too afraid. She didn’t like where she was, but it was either this, or standing outside in the dark. Lygophobia sure was a bitch.

"A little cutie like you; lost? Not so good to wander into a place like this at night~... Brutes everywhere." Taking it upon himself; he chuckled and stood on the bar. The owner scowled but didn't say anything; since they were old friends.

"Oi, listen here you stupid asses!" Everyone had shut up; glaring at the insult yet not daring to speak. For one so young and small compared to the rest; he commanded respect and attention. "Anyone touches this girl; you're dead. I'll have your head on my boss' wall." Hopping onto his stool and spinning; he laughed and snagged another gin after ordering it.

"Aaa... You're safe. Sit, sit. Not a drinker huh? Get the lady some water or soda, Red. Unspiked." The bartender handed her a glass of Sprite; with only ice.

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Mental curses go for unspoken prayers; had she really needed to run into an obstacle that would never budges? Onguard, slow steps, all for naught if the objective caught her. Restrain, just for now restrain; this wasn’t the moment…

"Fight? Oh no, I’ve come to destroy you."

"Countless of times; you've repeated those words. And countless of times; it was nothing but a petty children's duel over a card game. If you want destruction; stop fighting as if it's a playground squabble." He let out a laugh; the undertone lace of madness overtaking the chortle completely.

"Saa... Hajimemashou ♥."

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I'm a bombshell blond Wired up to detonate

A dark laugh came from the boy; a finger almost lovingly tracing the cup within his hand. The one who found him just so happened to be within his friend’s corrupt bar; full of criminals of all sorts. Downing the gin he was drinking; an eyebrow cocked questioningly. “Well? Someone want something from little ol’ me~?” The bartender laughed to himself at that.

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"A little young to be intaking such vile drink, wouldn’t you say?" Cocking his head slightly to the side, he let his chin rest lazily upon his knuckles, "And in such a dark place, no less. I would not have expected a light to be so easily tainted."

"I wasn't aware you were my father." Tch; a light to be tainted? He was tainted from before, and the liquor only dimmed him some more. "You think I'm a light? A cute little goody two shoes? In your fucking dreams, fedora boy." Ordering up another gin; he downed that one after a few seconds too.

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I'm a bombshell blond Wired up to detonate

A dark laugh came from the boy; a finger almost lovingly tracing the cup within his hand. The one who found him just so happened to be within his friend's corrupt bar; full of criminals of all sorts. Downing the gin he was drinking; an eyebrow cocked questioningly. "Well? Someone want something from little ol' me~?" The bartender laughed to himself at that.

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Why was she here…? To start fresh, right? Yeah, that was it…

She stepped up to the bar. “Well, what do you have?” she asked, tilting her head. Something strong but not too strong.

"Dearie; I'm not the bartender. He is. I'm just a patron myself~... But you're quite pretty." He told the guy to get her a gin and tonic; and step on it. "You look like a lightweight though." A dark chuckle came from him; though he didn't look any older than her. He might've been younger, if anything. "It's not too strong; but it'll knock you for a loop if you really can't hold your liquor." Ordering another gin; he toyed with the newly filled glass.

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You're James Bond, Live to die another day

Hm? That delectably cute sound of small feet crunching glass beneath sandaled feet; it was music to a psychopath's ears. Turning; a soft giggle laced with the undertones of utter madness slipped from plump little lips.

"Oh? Come for another fight, dear child?"

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I'm a bombshell blond Wired up to detonate

A dark laugh came from the boy; a finger almost lovingly tracing the cup within his hand. The five who found him just so happened to be within his friend's corrupt bar; full of criminals of all sorts. Downing the gin he was drinking; an eyebrow cocked questioningly. "Well? Someone want something from little ol' me~?" The bartender laughed to himself at that.