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LAYER ONE: THE OUTSIDE.

name: “Tyson Riley Sibolt. My friends just call me Ty, though.”

eye color: “Green. Got ‘em from my mom -- the colour.”

hair style/color: “Really bright red, I’m talking like a fire hydrant pissed on my head, colour. Uh, style? I dunno. Short, layered? It’s stupidly soft.”

height: “...Haven’t measured myself in a while. Think last I checked, I was somewhere around 5′7″? Might’ve grown, though.”

clothing style: “Outside of the stupid ass, boring grey uniform we’re required to wear? I like colour, and lots of it. I’m a fan of pink, and I love orange. Brown’s a colour I’m starting to enjoy too. My favourite colour outta everything though? Gotta be green, any shade of green. Makes me think of nature.”

best physical feature: “My pretty girly eyes, or my rosy lips.”

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE

your fears: “My secret getting out. Well, my secrets. Another huge fear I got is the thought of losing Derrick. That just eats me up. Guess you could say I’m afraid of a lot of things. Heh. Coward...”

your guilty pleasure: “I, uh... Listen. I’m a romantic, and I, love girly things. Like, I’m talking sailor moon, uh, cardcaptors. I’m also a huge fan of cheesy, shit. Like, music that’s real hopeful and very, loving. I dunno. There’s just something positive about those songs, even if the lyrics are stupidly optimistic. I like it.”

your ambitions for the future: “Being with Derrick. Other than that? Just, graduating school. I haven’t thought of, like, jobs or nothing. Not yet. Probably should.”

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS

your first thoughts waking up: “Should probably piss and then brush my teeth. I wonder how Derrick slept? Hope I don’t run into that guy today.”

what you think about most: “Derrick. Or, you know, how I can survive another day. Making sure my necklace doesn’t come off.”

what you think about before bed: "Hope I sleep well. No nightmares. Good night, Derrick. Hoping the big guy sleeps well, too.”

you think your best quality is: "My stunning physique, of course. ...That was a joke. I don’t think I got any real good qualities. I’m just, me. Y’know?”

WHAT’S BETTER?

single or group dates: “..Dating? Uh, hah!! Well. Uh. Y’know. It’s-- Jeeze. A single date, o’course. Why’re you asking me such weird shit?”

to be loved or respected: ”Both. But I guess if I had to choose? Love. Always. With that comes respect anyway, so. Win-win!”

beauty or brains: “Brawn. I ain’t never much been for the other two. Oh, and soul. Personality sure counts a ton, you know.”

dogs or cats: "Cats. If I could, I’d own 5 cats.”

LAYER FIVE: DO YOU…

lie: "Yuuuup.”

believe in yourself: "......”

believe in love: ”I believe that love is one of the strongest forces in existence. I believe in love. Always.”

want someone: “....yes.”

LAYER SIX: EVER BEEN…

been on stage: "When I was a kid, some times. For like, stage plays and stuff. I think I tried singing once, too. For a talent show.”

done drugs:  "Pfft. Nope. Not once. Why would I? Oh, wait. Does alcohol count? In that case, then yes.”

changed who you were to fit in: "....Yeah. But I’m trying to, change that. Heh. Hope I can.”

LAYER SEVEN: FAVORITES

favorite color: "Any colour of green. Also brown. Orange. Pink.”

favorite animal: "Bears. ...For, no reason.”

favorite movie: “Anything romantic.”

favorite game: “I’m a real big fan of pokemon games, also digimon games. Uh, other than that? Oh. You ever hear of Harvest Moon? It’s a real chill, rad series. You literally just farm, and try to date people. Pretty neat.”

LAYER EIGHT: AGE

day your next birthday will be: “January 7th, 2006.”

how old will you be: “I’ll be turning 18. ...Damn. Wait, does that mean I graduate soon? Oh, shit, I’ll be considered an adult, huh? That, didn’t hit me til now. Christ.”

age you lost your virginity: "HAHAHAHAHA--- no- comment.”

does age matter: "Nah.”

LAYER NINE: IN A PERSON

best personality: “Someone that I can talk to, that I can trust, somebody that makes me laugh, that’ll stick by me, and I’ll stick by them. Someone that knows how to be quiet, but can still say a lot. Also, someone that acts, you know? That does what they mean, not just says shit to say it.”

best eye color: “Brown.”

best hair color: “Brown.”

best thing to do with a partner: “Just, being together. Long as I’m with him-- uh, er, them!! Them, I’m, fine.”

LAYER TEN: FINISH THE SENTENCE

i love: “Derrick. My mom.”

i feel: “Worried, frustrated, confused. But, hopeful.”

i hide: “...Myself. I’m trying not to, nowadays.”

i miss: “My mom.”

i wish: “that Derrick’ll be safe and happy, no matter what. I wanna protect him.”

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Gemüse coughed.

He was dazed, and he’d probably be bruised into next week, but he was, for the most part, alright.  

He blinked blearily at the sky above; at the light filtering through the dust floating about, before he realized--despite seeing sky above, the scene to either side of him was, decidedly, not outside.  

Did--

Either that was one flimsy roof, or his body had exhausted most of his magic to absorb the hit.  But--yikes, to be spiked that hard?  Where was he, anyways?  Was he even still in the states?

Better yet, whose house was this?

That was an important question.  He should probably figure it out.  But, he wasn’t going to.  He didn’t feel like getting up.  Or moving.  

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“I live my life by the moon.”

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           “ Hubris is a bitch. ”

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“Tch. Pathetic.”

Veronica wiped the blood from her lips. She typically refrained from feeding on others, given that it was too troublesome sometimes. All things considered though, given the other had kept catcalling her and eventually followed her into an alleyway, she couldn’t be blamed. Especially when he put a hand on her waist. After that, she hadn’t felt bad about draining him dry. 

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--It’s a rather incriminating sight: to be caught alongside such a gruesome scene, rain pelting down from the neon skies (lit up with signs and lightning), and looking just oh so innocent.  How could a little middle school girl have caused such a horrific accident? Even if she should be panicking, yelling, calling the authorities...She has nothing to do with this. Probably.

What helps is the lack of blood on her--Not because she missed the blast radius, but because there seems to be no body at all: just a highly damaged motorcycle crunched up against the building. As if it were driving itself.

And still, with all this suspicion doused around her, she still does not explain herself to the other before her. Instead, a brow is subtly quirked, as if asking if she knew something about this. Sassy.

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Majima’s vision had been a little hazy as he was stumbling around the Tokyo streets. He should have been heading home, but he still wanted to go out and have so fun! It’d be great if he could run into Kiryu-chan, but it didn’t seem to likely. Stumbling around he noticed a woman hanging around in his drunken haze he could have sworn she was someone she knew. “Yo! Remember me? It’s Majima! Been a long time! Masaki, right? Maaan, haven’t seen ya in years!”