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studioxshimada said: “ Don’t act as if you didn’t get what I mean. Just accept the fact that you are possessive and jealous ” -takes a one way ticket to hell-

Hooo - someone was brave today. Not even Kyota could dodge Nnoitra’s horrible mood. “’N what ‘da fuck would ya know ‘bout that, huh? Ya don’t know shit ‘bout me. I ain’t possessive, ‘n I ain’t jealous.”

#studioxshimada #/ oh no this is not a good day kyota #/ don't do it #verse; burn the city

studioxshimada said: // Let’s go out for a drink.

/ drinks && music i’m totally up.

#;;delte later #studioxshimada #━☽☾ not despairin'. (OOC)

Anxiousness upset him in the night. Veren spent most of the night with his gazed fixated on the textures of the ceiling, looking at every bump and roughness and committing them to memory. He must have the clusters all mapped out by now. His stomach churned and argued with him whenever he decided he should have something down his gullet for energy's sake, so he gave up after a granola bar and a bottle of water for the time being. Pulling on his jeans, a long sleeved and form fitting shit, his shoes, and tucking his wallet into his butt pocket. The additional touches included brushing his teeth and grooming his lengthy hair where a fleeting moment of thought suggested he trim his mane at some point for better management. Who was he kidding? Better that a barber do it than suffer a bald spot because of poor handling of scissors and a mirror.

He took the bus with what little change he had left, going from a dilapidated apartment and into a more seedier district where people were more abundant and contact or even talking was a thing. He can indulge himself with conversations but Veren is an awkward duckling, provide him with a reason and place and he may just enjoy his time rather than be an enormous dick about everything under the sun. His journey ends at a tattoo parlor, the outside gets a once over from Veren and then had been approached and the door swung open. “Uh... hey.” He said, sliding out a piece of scrap paper from his pocket and perused the time, date, and the name especially.

“Hey, my name's Veren Shimura. I have an appointment with a guy named Ryuu. We talked briefly yesterday about touch ups and a couple things that needed to be filled in.” He announced himself and took a quick sweep of the place, eyes concealed with brown contacts so he was better blended with society rather than running around with altered, red eyes. It proved problematic from time to time. Especially with the lil' Christian old folks on their way to Mass.

#studioxshimada

/ I don’t think I got my point across. We really need studioxshimada to come back.

#/ nico where are you???#;;delete later #studioxshimada #━☽☾ not despairin'. (OOC)