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I see how it is, I hope Naoto explodes your face next chapter
DX IT’S IN THERE I JUST DIDN’T KNOW IF YOU WERE ACTIVE OR NOT!! D<
//I feel like a stalker for saying this but well fuck it, I dun care =w= I watched your role playings and many of them bring out from me a good giggle or laughter, so keep the fun, you’re awesome (^w^)
Surprised that he got a reaction from the taller man, Enma scratched his cheek in thought of trying to formulate a concise sentence for the confused man.
“Well… we’re in Nanimori. Its quite peaceful here, that’s one of the reasons I moved in this town” he muttered in a quiet voice
[[Oh wow thank you!! That’s very flattering! X3 I’m glad to provide you with a few laughs.]]
Eyes narrowed a moment as the albino looked the boy up and down. He hadn’t seen hair that brightly red before, it looked as though someone had dumped a bucket of blood on the boy.
“That right?” Peaceful? He didn’t know the meaning of the word. And the name Namimori wasn’t familiar to him either. His nose wrinkled as eyes caught glance of a bird perching on the fence nearby. He locked onto it and continued with another question. “….this is the Surface? The highest layer??”
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Enma stared at the new guest. The albino seemed quite bored and indifferent toward his surroundings. So, Enma decided that is the best to keep his mouth shut and just bow politely to him as a ‘welcome’ sign.
[[Ah ha of course! I’m a sucker for Enma lol X3 omg thank you!! I’m so happy you think so.]]
Hell yeah he was bored, but indifferent probably wasn’t one he was feeling. A little confused, and slightly agitated. He wasn’t quite sure where the hell he was- sure wasn’t the usual thing he was seeing around… it seemed lively and … healthy even. Scarlet hues dropped to a small figure, the gesture catching his attention. A welcome? Haine frowned and walked a little closer to the child. “Where is this?”
IsthiswhenItellyoutogetfriends?Get.Friends or…whateveryouhadgoingonwithothers,
Hell no. If that’s what it would take to be considered a bite…well I won’t go into that shit. But what bite are you talkin’ ‘bout?
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You said—..nah screw it.
butidontlikeanyonehere
Oh?
Well, when I was pissed off at you, you waved your dumbass finger in my face so I bit.
So I got to the replies I had in my drafts.
If I missed you let me know.
Still have 2 drabbles to do.
This sector had to be her favourite, Shelly loved the beauty that filled it. It wasn’t like the other parts of the city. It still had nature. It wasn’t completely ruined by the intricate layout that managed to keep all the buildings cramped tight together. A glint of delight entered the pink eyes. The greenery improving her mood greatly. She was even feeling better lately. The unpainted lips pulled into a smile. It really was refreshing to get away from work, and bed. Even just going for a simple walk was surprisingly enjoyable.
Placid smile faded a bit as she heard the child’s voice. Shelly straightened, her eyes looking about carefully. Who could it be? She saw the child calling out for someone. Was he lost? A quizzical completely took over as she made her approach. With a fluid motion she knelt before the child, her dresses sweeping around to be tucked behind her knees. Pale hands came to rest on the top of her knees as she studied the albino.
“Hello,” she greeted gently. “Are you lost?” She asked tilting her head to one side, the ponytail moving to fall over her shoulder. The poor boy… where was his family? What was he even doing here? A pain of sympathy washed over her. Was this too the scientist’s doing? They really did enjoy tormenting children didn’t they? “Maybe I could help you.” She offered after a moments hesitation.
Efforts to move deeper into unknown regions had ceased when his path was cut off by a woman. At first the albino jumped back slightly, startled by the feminine figure with long golden hair- nearly resembling Mother. The shock was obvious on his face as his whole body tensed and he stared at the woman that knelt down in front of him.
“Uh…” She didn’t look like her at all… though he couldn’t trust someone with a nice face. She smiled like that too. Haine’s eyes narrowed further as he studied the woman in front of him, thin brows scrunching, nose wrinkling before his lips dropped to a prominent frown. “Who are you?” He demanded, unable to shake the nervous feeling he had. He wasn’t about to accept ‘help’ from someone he didn’t know…
(Source: haine-rammsteiner)
Anger and violence were hardly something she was personally acquainted with, (though she had seen those emotions played out in many different romans). This sort of situation was completely foreign to poor Violette, who simply gaped in return to the fair-haired man’s lashing. That’s just…! He couldn’t…! But he…!
Then he was leaving. And for some ungodly reason, her tiny legs were fighting to follow his pace.
“Attendez, monsieur! Please, just one question - that is all I need to ask!” She quickly decided that she didn’t like this whole chasing-after-people deal. It helped to stir up a mixture of desperate emotions in her little heart. The only reason she made a habit of approaching strangers, after all, was her never-ending search for Hortense. “My sister - I’m looking for my sister, monsieur. I only want to know if you have seen a girl in this city who could be my twin.”
Yes or no: that would be all it took for Violette to leave this discourteous stranger alone.
Haine was set on leaving the scene and getting back to his apartment. At least there he wouldn’t encounter anyone that ground on his nerves so much. Anyone outside his head, that was. Though for some strange reason he was being followed by the pint-sized female he had verbally attacked seconds before, the patting of her small feet enough to irk him. The albino snarled, glancing over his shoulder briefly to see her, yet he didn’t even let up his pace.
“No.” He answered hastily, giving no thought to the answer at all. It didn’t matter if he had seem someone similar to this girl or not, truth be told he hadn’t even gotten in a good enough look at this girl to be able to tell. It wasn’t like he made a habit of keeping track of anyone here anyway, especially any females.
That was it! This was the last and final straw! No matter how much Arthur put up with being bothered too much by others in this city, particularly one blasted cat, it was time he did something about it. This blasted city had to limit him in his own powers and abilities on what he could do. His curse that he was able to bestow upon others was actually a blessing in some level to temporary give himself a bit of satisfaction. But that still wasn’t enough!
Arthur looked around his district for some place that can help him with this problem. Of course he had Francis, but sometimes, he was not available for him to be rid of the bothersome pest. and because Arthur continued to think of his situation, he may right now be over exaggerating to look for a kind of bodyguard, or maybe even an assassin to deal with one blasted problem.
Arthur located a map for this district, looking at a name that, hopefully, means what it says, “Extensive Protection Agency”. With the thought still boiling in mind, Arthur march straight into the facility to see a young woman in the front desk, speaking on the phone as she typed in the computer. Arthur decided to wait for her to finish the call, but with the most unpleasant look on his face. Arms cross, foot tapping the floor, a very impatient look with his brows furrowed and a slight frown on his face as he waited to be assisted.
The woman up front seem to notice the tense air that suddenly surrounded the both as she quickly finish up her phone call to help Arthur out.
“Good afternoon. May I help you with something?”
“Please excuse my abrupt behavior, but I am in no mood to waste time. Since this is a sort of protection agency, i am the one in need of protection. I have someone in this city that won’t leave me alone, and if it was possible I would have dealt with the problem myself!”
Arthur didn’t realize for a moment that he was raising his voice a bit too high that could have caught some attention. Arthur glanced around for only a second before resuming to his normal tone.
“Listen. All I’m saying is that I need one of the best you have here and easiest to contact. I need one right now. Today. Pronto.”
The woman nod her head slowly as her eyes scanned the room to see a very familiar albino that just happen to be standing around. If Arthur Kirkland claim he wanted the best around, then it would have to be him.
“That man standing there is one of our best. He’ll take just about any job, as long as you show him a decent about of cash.”
Considering how desperate he is, he would give him any sort of money to be rid of the issue that had put him in this abrupt mood.
“Thank you very much, miss.”
Arthur gave his final word to her and left to go speak to a man that seemed to be doing absolutely nothing, or seemed to be, as Arthur took out his wallet and took out whatever bit of money he had. he wasn’t poor, but not as wealthy now, since all his finance money is back home. Arthur tapped the shoulder of the slightly taller man to get his attention and handed out a few twenties in front.
“Excuse me, sir. But I was just speaking with a woman in the front desk and I hear you are quite well with the job at hand.”
Arthur spoke as if it was just merely business talk, because it was business. it was a serious matter now and he wanted this to be resolved.
“I have a bit of a pest problem that i would like for you to deal with, understand? All I need you to do is get rid of a certain feline when you see him on site.”
To many people Haine would be considered rich. He had a lot of jobs, he was paid a lot of money for those jobs, and he rarely ever spent that money. The cash he obtained was usually split up into three ways. The first half was used for basic needs, food and ammunition, the second was stashed away in case it was needed, and what ever was left was usually given to his partner, Badou. Haine wasn’t a money hoarder, he didn’t exactly need it, but he was a bit of a work-a-holic since coming to Hive City, and his skills didn’t come cheap.
The assassin had just finished up collecting for a recent job, enveloped cash tucked away at the inside of his jacket. Though he was free to leave, he lingered downstairs, eyes peeled for something new already. There was nothing else for him to do anyway, so he might as well keep himself busy with killing people other people wanted him to kill. As there was a tap to his shoulder, the albino turned on his heel and glared at the blonde man addressing him. Eyes narrowed as the other man quickly brought up business. Scarlet hues fixed on the cash presented in hand, and the albino reached out to stanch it, counting it out.
“Just one target? Is he gonna shoot me back?” That was really all he needed to know, if there were going to be extra holes in his clothed he’d ask for more money. It was a pain having to buy new clothes all the time.
…Ofcoursenot.Justsayintonotdothat.
…When the fuck was the last time you did bite me? Cause I sure don’t remember bleeding profusely recently. And what the hell do you mean ‘mess up your face any more’?! Nothing wrong with my face, freakshow!
wellIwas.
…don’t you remember? …Was that not considered a bite? Do I have to break the skin for you to call it a bite??
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I didn’t say there was anything wrong with your face.
