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(ಥ_ಥ) ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ (づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ | (• ◡•)| (❍ᴥ❍ʋ)
Do the thang
(ಥ_ಥ): finish this: i hate it when...
[ When people check into the hotel I work at and assume they’re the only guests in the entire hotel that I need to care about it. ]
ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ: what is your favorite animal?
[ Answered ]
(づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ: are you a hugger?
[ Depends on my mood, but usually. ]
| (• ◡•)| (❍ᴥ❍ʋ): favorite tv show?
[ Uhm... Probably Psych or FMA? I don’t really watch TV, but I do Netflix. ]
@onlyinanightmare has liked your starter call!
It was bold of him to approach Sylarian Castle at just an odd hour. Though, Mukuro was hardly the man who would care for such a factor. He’d taken on animals in the past, taken jaws and claws dug deep into his skin, drawing blood and injected with toxins which he’d spent weeks agonizing in, studying for days on end of the markings that werewolves left on his body. But despite that, Mukuro never learned from his mistakes, never learned how he should tame wild animals.
His visit to meet the Gravedigger has nothing to do with personal issues, in fact he was most likely to get himself killed that night. Locked doors proved nothing to him when he easily penetrates them with the help of the illusionary powers that flowed in his family bloodline, a sack over his shoulders. Mukuro lets it drop to the ground, discarding its content over on the floor.
“I suppose it’d only polite to bring him back where he came from.” his voices echoed into the emptiness of the still night, the flames in his irises flickering unflappably as heterochromatic eyes gaze made fell to the corpse of a fox, and the growing puddle of blood beneath his feet.
@onlyinanightmare║ Starter Call
“ Hey-- I have a very serious question. Who delivers presents to dogs? ” Ferrah did her best to hold back her grin as she waited for the other to respond. Finally, she couldn’t take it any more and gave a goofy grin. “ Santa Paws. ”
@onlyinanightmare
Flicks the nose of the dog and squirts him with a water bottle. “Bad dog.”
