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I love sixteen hour flights
9 yrs ago
Birthday, officially twenty years old today! yikes
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10 yrs ago
Happy Holidays, everyone! Enjoy the time with your families, and stay safe on your travels!
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10 yrs ago
It's my birthday! Another year towards twenty, woooooo
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10 yrs ago
For whoever comes to read this, continue being awesome. I'm rooting for you.
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I'll check it out when I get home yo
Meh
I have school today.
I want Daisuke to come up next yo
Zaino never thought that he would be dying at the age of twenty.
He had such dreams and aspirations, yet here he laid, a bloodied mess on the sand, finding out how it smelled and tasted like for the first and last time of his life. His body refused to cooperate, and complained about the dehydration and starvation he was suffering from, not to mention all of the blood he had lost and was losing. This is it, he thought. I'm really dying.
That was when a female voice shook his ears and Zaino felt his instincts give a kick of adrenaline back into his body. He groaned as he rolled to his back, seeing the person and not speaking a word as his hand felt along the hilt of his sword. "Get away," he said under heavy pressure, the sword flying out of its scabbard and trying to control his arm as he swung the sword. He completely missed, the sword hovering over the woman's head as he breathed in and out to regain his energy for another one. "Stay back!" he swung again.
He had such dreams and aspirations, yet here he laid, a bloodied mess on the sand, finding out how it smelled and tasted like for the first and last time of his life. His body refused to cooperate, and complained about the dehydration and starvation he was suffering from, not to mention all of the blood he had lost and was losing. This is it, he thought. I'm really dying.
That was when a female voice shook his ears and Zaino felt his instincts give a kick of adrenaline back into his body. He groaned as he rolled to his back, seeing the person and not speaking a word as his hand felt along the hilt of his sword. "Get away," he said under heavy pressure, the sword flying out of its scabbard and trying to control his arm as he swung the sword. He completely missed, the sword hovering over the woman's head as he breathed in and out to regain his energy for another one. "Stay back!" he swung again.
Upon first impression, Juke came to the conclusion that he did not like these people, per usual.
"Yeah.." Juke took a step back to coincide with the girl taking a step forward towards him, now hanging towards the side of his partner's shadow. It was thinly thing he liked about the titan of a man's height; the fact that he could shy away from others looking at him by simply walking out of view to use Seito as a veil, and whatnot.
Juke, not introducing himself, sighed as Giotto trembled with part of his small body hidden behind his trainer's neck. "Yeah, I do," he finally answered after a momentary silence, inching his way from Seito's shadow and returning to view, albeit refusing to make eye contact. "It's inside the 'basement' of Café Ultimo on the North Boulevard," the boy answered.
"Right now, we're on Estival Avenue, so we'll need to take a right when we go back onto the South Boulevard..." Juke's description of the route quickly quieted itself into mumbles as he began to walk off towards the destination. As much as he didn't trust people, which was commonplace, he would let the higher-ups do the confirmation.
Those people knew exactly who each and every grunt was, Juke himself holding some authority over said grunts because of his time in the corporation, but he hated the attention the attention he got from new recruits because they had to look to him for advice and whatnot. That had been the case for Seito, the one and only person that he had recruited into the Blackbody Corporation, and the brute constantly tried to pry him with questions that had answers that he didn't possess. "Hmm.."
"Yeah.." Juke took a step back to coincide with the girl taking a step forward towards him, now hanging towards the side of his partner's shadow. It was thinly thing he liked about the titan of a man's height; the fact that he could shy away from others looking at him by simply walking out of view to use Seito as a veil, and whatnot.
Juke, not introducing himself, sighed as Giotto trembled with part of his small body hidden behind his trainer's neck. "Yeah, I do," he finally answered after a momentary silence, inching his way from Seito's shadow and returning to view, albeit refusing to make eye contact. "It's inside the 'basement' of Café Ultimo on the North Boulevard," the boy answered.
"Right now, we're on Estival Avenue, so we'll need to take a right when we go back onto the South Boulevard..." Juke's description of the route quickly quieted itself into mumbles as he began to walk off towards the destination. As much as he didn't trust people, which was commonplace, he would let the higher-ups do the confirmation.
Those people knew exactly who each and every grunt was, Juke himself holding some authority over said grunts because of his time in the corporation, but he hated the attention the attention he got from new recruits because they had to look to him for advice and whatnot. That had been the case for Seito, the one and only person that he had recruited into the Blackbody Corporation, and the brute constantly tried to pry him with questions that had answers that he didn't possess. "Hmm.."
We still need a Vongola Mist Guardian!
I'll have some post up soon
I'm currently enjoying my brief hyperactiveness from nothing
Yeeeeeeedf
I'm currently enjoying my brief hyperactiveness from nothing
Yeeeeeeedf
Even though everyone would beat Cyril and he's more unloved than Fionn
I have an interesting idea for when Daisuke's turn comes around. Yeeee
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