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| kusai_mikoto | Jan 31 2010, 11:04 PM Post #46 |
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Dances with Shadows of Memory
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Mizu tilts his head as Simon walks back into the room, tilting his head as he chuckles, grabbing a soft hair brush from Simon as he grins. " Well then, if we have time once I finish with my hair, I'll brush your's out a bit," murmurs Mizu, starting to brush his own hair as he hums softly. He'd always kept his hair in good condition, and unlike most humans his didn't tangle easily even though it was very long. It was the kappa in him, the blood made the hair stay straight and shiny. " Well I know people think I'm beautiful...but I'm running on very little sleep, so I'm amazed I don't have dark circles under my eyes," murmurs Mizu, finishing brushing his hair as he shifts so he's facing the mirror as he leans too pick up his hair sticks, twisting his hair up as he reaches too a table beside the bed, picking up a long strand of moonlight thread like Simon's jewel was on as he wraps it around his hair, holding it up before twisting the sticks to hold it. " There, I'm ready," murmurs Mizu, standing up as he smooths down a couple wrinkles in his gown. " As for why the maste does what he does...only he knows that and I would rather not know what makes him want to do such things..." Mizu sighs, stretching as he smiles toward Simon, eyes half lidded. " Sit down and I'll brush your hair for you..." |
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| prismcircuits | Jan 31 2010, 11:15 PM Post #47 |
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Songbird~
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Simon continued swinging his legs and he tried not to think about the master even though that's where they were going. He had gotten the wrong shoe on his left foot again in his haste to wake Mizu up to give him enough time to prepare himself. It was almost funny, one of them was from the pair of black tennis shoes that were about a size too big that he could 'grow into' and the other was bright red, what one of the maids had called 'clown shoes' due to the intensity of the crimson color. Simon wondered how he'd gotten such completely different shoes but he had been in a bit of a panic to get out the door. He perked his head up when Mizu was near him again and offering to brush his hair out. He flushed, his pale skin going to pink in a splash of color. He checked his watch before responding. Ten minutes before they'd be in trouble. Mizu had gotten out of the shower a b it faster than he'd expected and brushing his hair would take but a minute. "Alright. I think that Mr. Caldwell wouldn't snarl at me as much if my hair was at least a little smoother. Maybe." He got up from the bed and then turned, unsure of where to go. He finally just turned and pushed his hair so that it was mostly free and hanging around his face. It curled at the ends when it was somewhat short and the end of it tied around his finger for a moment before bouncing away. |
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| kusai_mikoto | Jan 31 2010, 11:23 PM Post #48 |
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Dances with Shadows of Memory
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Mizu tilts his head, looking at Simon's mismatched shoes as he raises an eyebrow. " Well yes, if you're hairs combed he might be nicer...but we gotta do something about those shoes," states Mizu as he starts to carefully brush Simon's hair as he smiles, " I'll see if there are any tennis shoes in the closet...and those red things have to go..." Mizu chuckles, eyes half lidded as he smiles. Mizu smiles, brushing Simon's hair until it's soft and falling around the others face as Mizu tilts his head for a moment. " I'd say grow it out a couple more inches to help with your disguise," murmurs Mizu as he finishes brushing Simon's hair. " Okay then, let me see if there are any tennis shoes..." Mizu disappears into the large closet, returning a few moments late with a pair of black tennis shoes with odd silver designs on them, " Well, these will have to do for now I suppose..." Mizu holds them out to Simon as he sighs to himself. " Why can't there be any normal white tennis shoes in there? But I guess none of the one's before me have much liked the outdoors or been in any shape to play any sports..." Mizu smiles as he stretches, smoothing down the chinese gown as he tilts his head, wandering over as he picks up some more silver moonlight thread as he wraps it around his left wrist, much like a bracelet as he smiles. " Well I suppose we can go meet the master," murmurs Mizu as he giggles. " I wonder what's for breakfast..." |
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| prismcircuits | Jan 31 2010, 11:31 PM Post #49 |
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Songbird~
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It was a pleasant experience to have Mizu brush his hair. Simon had only run his own fingers through it place of a brush and the lady who did it was nice but she barely had time to cut it in her busy schedule much less to spend time brushing it out. She tried but it tended to rebel on her efforts to cut it and so it was somewhat uneven. He turned back around and pushed his hand through the blonde locks, looking at it as though he could tell what he looked like with it tamer than usual. "I've been wanting to grow it out but Charlie seems to think it'll get in my way. But I think it's because Mr. Cadlwell's been making me nervous," he said. Simon wanted to urge Mizu that they had to leave but the young man was already gone in search of new shoes for him. He didn't want him to bother mostly because whatever he gave him was bound to end up dirty and ragged by the end of a month if Simon kept up his usual work. Still, when he returned with shoes there wasn't much for it than to put them on. Simon quickly discarded his shoes and tied the new ones, got to his feet, and then grinned at Mizu again. They were already more comfortable than the ones he'd been wearing before and that would make his day a lot easier. "Alright. Well we should be off." He moved quickly, motioning for Mizu to follow as quickly as he was comfortable before they went down the hall and to the elevator for residents rather than just service workers. He pressed the button to take them to the seventh floor and waited in tense silence as the lift arrived. "The entire seventh floor is considered the master's wing but he lives in the rooms on the right side from this elevator," Simon said, taking a right from the elevator and then down two corridors before he arrived in front of double doors flanked by statues of artfully naked women. He knocked twice and Charles answered, opening the door for them. "Right on time. I'm glad that your horrid little helper is at least good for something, Charles," Reginald said with a smile from his position over by the window. His front room was the size of a ballroom and housed only paintings, artful decorations, and today a large circular table laid from end to end with breakfast items commonly found in any culture with relevantly delicious food. "Come Mizu, I've been waiting for you." Simon gave the young boy a sympathetic look and took his place beside Charles as the other man stood near the fireplace in the room while two male servants waited by the table. "I trust you slept well?" |
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| kusai_mikoto | Jan 31 2010, 11:43 PM Post #50 |
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Dances with Shadows of Memory
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" I like long hair," murmurs Mizu, shrugging as he smiles, eyes half lidded as he stretches, giggling as he nods. " It could use a bit evening out though. It's ragged. Perhaps later I can trim it more evenly for you..." Mizu smiles, moving toward the door as he picks up the paper with the code, tucking it inside his gown as he nods. " Well lets head off, my stomachs starting to talk." Mizu smiles as Simon leads him, chuckling softly as he looks at the artwork and such as he sighs. " Well at least he can decorate, though it's all a bit much," murmurs Mizu, sighing as he stretches as he smiles. " But oh well, doesn't bother me as long as there aren't anymore giant mirrors..." Mizu makes an odd expression at the naked statues. " Well...that's tasteful...not." Mizu sighs as he walks into the room, eyes half lidded. " She isn't horrid Mr. Caldwell, she's actually quite helpful," murmurs Mizu as he tilts his head, eyes half lidded. " Much more helpful then most male helpers I've had in the past by leeps and bounds." Mizu tilts his head, looking over the table of breakfast items as he grins, tilting his head in thought as a smirk plays at his lips. " Rather elaborate...I'm not really much for fancy food, but I'll try anything once..." Mizu blinks at Mr, Caldwell's question as he tilts his head in thought for a moment. " Don't take this as an offense to you or your house, but no I did not sleep well, but that has too do with me being a shadowed water spirit that is more nocturnal and the fact that I have horrid nightmares," states Mizu as he sits down, looking toward the two male servents as he raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing at his pale lips. " Hmm, if I was full kappa I'd say you two would make a lovely meal..." |
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| prismcircuits | Jan 31 2010, 11:56 PM Post #51 |
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Songbird~
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Simon was completely taken aback when Mizu actually defended him in front of their master. He expected to be chastised or for the man to say something in response to his outspoken statement but Reingald merely smiled and didn't remark on what the young boy had to say at first. After he sat the man leaned back, a mimosa in hand, and watched Mizu with eyes that couldn't hide his intentions, at least not fully. Simon shivered and glanced toward the window. He'd been looked at like that before, though thankfully without the same longing but he was nowhere near as beautiful as Mizu was, being the modern version of a street urchin. "From your comments I gather that you're partial toward that girl...what was her name? It doesn't matter. Do you wish for her to be your personal servant? I'm sure it would give Charles some relief." Charles straightened and kept his face entirely neutral. He clearly hated it when Reginald said things like that. He was transparent about his protectiveness toward Simon and his attempts in the past to get him better jobs. "But enough talk about that. I'm sorry you didn't sleep well but I'm sure you'll get used to it. And your status as an inhuman creature was one of the things that attracted me to you so I can't say I'm sorry about that." The two servants by the table edged away from Mizu slightly when the boy commented that they might be a delicious meal but he seemed content with the human food in front of him. "You're all hovering too much," Reginald said, suddenly irritated by the presence of the two men right at the table. "Charles, did you manage to clear my schedule for today? I recall yesterday you said it would be quite impossible but the reasons I gave you to make it happen were rather enlightening, were they not?" The black man's eyes narrowed slightly but he nodded all the same. "Yes, sir. I moved your urgent appointments for tomorrow." "Excellent. Well then you can all engage yourselves with your work elsewhere. I wish to be alone with Mizu to get to know him better without prying eyes." The man's cold blue gaze turned on Simon with his last words and Charles took the young boy's hand and they moved out of the room. He glanced back toward Mizu until the doors had closed, cutting them off from the two males inside the room. "I trust you want to get to know me a bit better too, Mizu? Me being your master. Your profile listed you'd had several owners but I do wonder about how sexually aware you are. I've tired of toys with no experience." ((Nooote. I'm not sure it's a good idea to go into explicit detail with sex scenes considering the forum this is in. What do you think?)) |
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| kusai_mikoto | Feb 1 2010, 12:07 AM Post #52 |
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Dances with Shadows of Memory
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" Her names Simone," murmurs Mizu, eyes half lidded as he smirks, eyes half lidded as he shrugs. " Yes I would like her as my personal servant. She seems capable enough and isn't fawning over me like some of my past caretakers and I like that about her. " Mizu smiles, eyes half lidded as he strethes, looking toward Simon as he sighs. " Of course if she's going to be my servant I'm going to have to get her some better looking clothes..." Mizu grins, eyes half lidded as he listens to Mr. Caldwell as he giggles at the two male servants reactions. " Oh you needn't worry dears, unlike my papa I'm not one for eatting people," murmurs Mizu as he stretches. " Not an ounce of human blood in me as far as I know...was bred to be the perfect plaything and all, but the traits they wanted didn't really show up...so off too the auction house I went." Mizu tilts his head as the others leave, eyes half lidded as he unwraps the moonlight thread from around his wrists, waving his hand a bit as it plays through the air, amusing himself for a silent moment. " I wouldn't be against getting to know you better," murmurs Mizu, looking up toward Reginald as a smile plays at his pale lips. Mizu tilts his head at the others words, a strange expression on his pale face as he tongue trails out to lick his pale lips. " I've had...limited experience," murmurs Mizu, eyes half lidded as he smiles slightly. " I'm not naive by any means...being that my mother was a succubus hybrid certain things come as nearly second nature, though unlike what my breeders wanted I'm not the most forthcoming the the respects of intimacy..." Mizu shrugs, eyes half lidded as he smiles. " I know how to please a person, what more is there to say?" ( I agree. I'd say we just time-skip through them if you want.) |
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| prismcircuits | Feb 1 2010, 12:15 AM Post #53 |
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Songbird~
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((Yeah. I can't really handle shouta D: so it's for the best.)) "You want clothes for her? She's an ugly, dirty little thing. I hate little girls...but if you're asking perhaps I can handle it. It would certainly drive Charles insane and I do like getting under his skin,' Reginald said, his eyes to the door that they had just used to exit the room. "I see," he said in response to Mizu's short speech about his experience. "I'm just glad that you're not the blushing virgin. That type gets old after awhile and especially the act. That's why I went for someone your age." He finished his breakfast and stood, drawing the drapes and filling the room with light for a short moment before the right one fell over the window and rendered the room half dark. "But we have all day to explore that. For now I'll let you eat." ***** Simon spent his entire day worrying about Mizu. It wasn't an understatement to say he was sick with guilt at what the other young man must be going through, things he was trying to avoid with all his will. He attended to his chores furiously and was so distracted that he'd barely noticed the jeers and insults that the men in devil's den sent his way when he ran his usual errands. Charles had told him on his last round back that he needed to go pick Mizu up from Caldwell's room around six in the evening and by then he'd been running around long enough to completely exhaust himself. He rested heavily against the doors and was glad for the moment of silence as he rubbed his wrists, though his right was far less sore than usual. ((On an slightly related note, do you remember Rune?)) |
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| kusai_mikoto | Feb 1 2010, 12:24 AM Post #54 |
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Dances with Shadows of Memory
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" Well from how I've seen things the better treated the servant the better they'll behave," murmurs Mizu, shrugging as he smiles. " Plus I don't like ugly things being around me...so yes I want clothes for her." MIzu smiles, eyes half lidded as he gigggles, a strange expression on his pale face. " No I assure you I am most certainly no blushing virgin..." Mizu tilts his head, eyes half lidded as the blins are drawn as he sighs, the darkness welcome. " Oh, by the way...that mirror in my quarters...it HAS too go," murmurs Mizu, grinning as he picks up an orange, starting to peal it. " And I have no clue how in the hell to work a computer...now if someone can teach me then it can stay...but if not it'll do nothing but collect dust." *** Mizu sighs, sitting on a chair in Mr. Caldwell's room, his hair once neat was a mess, falling around his pale frame, a far away look on his pale face as that silver cord had been rewrapped around his wrist. A strange smile tried to find it's way to Mizu's lips but never quite got there. He had redressed in a loose white nightgown that fell to his knee's, throwing the other clothes into a hamper, not wanting to touch them. He sat there in the chair, head down, his knee's pressed close together, thigh high white stockings on his legs. There were tear lines down his pale cheeks and bruises were starting to form on his hips from "getting to know" Mr. Caldwell. His red-purple eyes were more red right now, having a rather angry look in them if he would actually look at you. ( Of course I remembe Rune! Do you remember Gami?) |
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| prismcircuits | Feb 1 2010, 12:30 AM Post #55 |
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Songbird~
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Reginald had taken as much time with Mizu as he'd wanted and while they hadn't engaged in certain acts from morning till night, he'd gotten more than his fill of 'loving' the boy to the point where he almost forgot that he was sitting in his room until he saw the time. The one thing he couldn't get out of was dinner with one of his old friends, something that Reginald hated but the man was also an investor in his business. He dressed and moved over to Mizu when he recalled the boy was still sitting there, leaning down to kiss him. "You were exquisite, Mizu. I think you're going to be my favorite for quite some time. You'll have tomorrow to yourself but I don't know how long I can stay away." He left soon after, opening the door and tripping Simon up since he hadn't heard the man approach. The boy had been standing there long enough to fall into a half-sleep himself. The man gave him a disgusted look and passed in front of the boy without a word. Simon took that as an opportunity to go inside and he ran over to Mizu, his eyes stinging with tears as he saw the state the other boy was in. Simon stood a good distance from the chair and spoke quietly, not wanting to touch Mizu for fear of breaking or upsetting him. "Are you ready to go?" he asked. It would be silly to ask how his day had been. ((Naturally I remember Gami. I was asking about Rune because I do plan to put him in once they're older and I colored a pic of him today. I think it turned out pretty cute. Very how I remember him in spirit : D)) |
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| kusai_mikoto | Feb 1 2010, 05:29 PM Post #56 |
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Mizu blinks, those red eyes seeming to cloud over as Reginald kisses him, a strange smile on his pale lips at the others words. " Do know that too become so enamored with someone of my breeding may well lead to pain in your future," murmurs Mizu, a far away look on his face, those eyes still clouded over. " For who's to say when my blood may sing strong enough too overwhelm all reason..." With that Mizu falls silent, watching as Reginald leaves, noticing Simon as he sighs softly. It hadn't been the worsts he'd dealt with, but the suffocating dark aura had nearly drowned him and hell if he hadn't had such tight control of himself he very well could have killed Reginald many a time. His blood had been singing, wanting him to either run away or fight back, but he'd stayed and not fought back. How long he could restrain himself from doing so however was yet too be seen. Mizu tilts his head, looking up at Simon as he raises a pale hand, the others tears floating in the air as Mizu sits there, the tears moving to dance on his fingertips as he breathes out slowly, those tears shivering on his fingertips as that silver moonlight threar moves to weave through those tears as they crystalize. " Do not cry for me," murmurs Mizu, that dazed expression still upon his face, seeming too not totally be there yet. " I don't...want too see you unhappy..." ( I wanna see piccy of Rune!!!" |
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| prismcircuits | Feb 1 2010, 05:41 PM Post #57 |
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Songbird~
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Simon was surprised when the few tears that had sprung to his eyes suddenly floated away from them and danced in the air, sparkling with Mizu's magic as he conjured them into crystal form. He shook his head and tentatively reached out to take Mizu's free hand silently. His own were somewhat calloused and scratched up from his various tasks moving things and having to shield his head from the rough blows that the workers in devil's den would give him if they thought he was lazing around too much. "I'm just sorry is all. I know he's a terrible man and I feel so bad that you had to stay here all day..." Simon finally explained. He couldn't even touch the fact, even in words alone, about what other things had been done to Mizu. It would probably cause him to start crying for real, and when he got on a roll like that it was kind of hard to stop. He pulled on Mizu's arm, feeling tense all over internally for reasons that didn't seem to concrete. It wasn't necessarily a smell or sight as much as a feeling, a small darkness that bloomed in his chest that made his hair rise slightly and Simon suddenly had the urge to get away from Reginald's room as quickly as possible. "Can you walk okay? I'm pretty sure I can't carry you but I really want to get out of here," he said. "I'll draw you a bath like the one you had yesterday when we get back." ((Rune~ probably around 17 or so. He's so happy XD )) |
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| kusai_mikoto | Feb 1 2010, 05:56 PM Post #58 |
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(Rune!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) Mizu sighs, rising to his feet, that gown falling around his pale form as he waves his hand through the air, spinning his hand as he brings those crystalized tears before him, doubling the thread over as he wraps it carefully around his neck. " You didn't do anything to me, so there's no reason to apologize," murmurs Mizu, starting to walk toward the exit of the room slowly, still acting rather dazed. " I have dealt with worse then him, believe me Simon..." Mizu sighs, a strange smile on his pale lips as he walks out of the room, still seeming almost in a trance, his eyes still faded and cloudy looking. " I can draw my own bath," murmurs Mizu, eyes half lidded as he walks toward where he remembers the elevator was. " I just want you too relax. I may have spent the whole day with Mr. Caldwell, but I can deal with that. You're the one that needs to rest..." Mizu sighs, reaching the elevator as his hair falls into his face, a strange expression on that pale face. " I...want you too be my friend...someone I can confide in...not a servant that takes care of my every need," murmurs Mizu, sreaching the elevator and leaning against the wall as he smiles weakly. " It may sound funny to you...but there's alot worse places I could be...I could be alot worse off...I could be dead...I'm lucky I wasn't killed when my blood traits they wanted didn't surface...so every day...is precious..." Mizu sighs, reaching out with those pale fingers, touching Simon's hand as he smiles weakly. " So just be my friend...and be by my side when I ask you too be...and don't hover...I wonder if they've gotten that damn mirror out of my room..." |
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| prismcircuits | Feb 1 2010, 06:05 PM Post #59 |
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Songbird~
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((He's upside down : D!)) Simon followed the other boy worriedly, but he didn't want to be entirely in his face so he made sure to keep an even distance while at the same time trying to allow Mizu to still keep his sense of personal space so he wouldn't be intruding. The boy kept silent when he heard Mizu's feelings on the matter of their being friends. He averted his eyes, feeling a bit at a loss. He knew that being friends meant that they could talk and have fun, helping each other was a given, but he still didn't quite know or understand what it meant to be 'there' for someone without constantly fulfilling his role as a servant. "You're right. I don't want to do every little thing for your like you're a helpless child...but you're gonna have to just come out and say if there's something I'm doing that you'd like to do yourself. This may seem weird but I just don't really know anything else." It was the sad truth about Simon's life. He'd spent all of it that he could really remember waiting on people. Whenever people needed him nearby it was to run an errand or take care of something personal for them like drawing baths and fetching things. Those habits would be difficult to avoid. Simon pressed the five button in the elevator and leaned against the wall, trying a small smile when he looked at his dazed friend. "I had a pretty normal day actually. My schedule might lighten since Mr. Caldwell told Charlie that you wanted me as a personal servant. Once word gets around people might stop asking me to do every little thing." He moved out of the elevator and led the way to Mizu's room so he could punch in the access code and spare the other boy having to dig it out. He wasn't even entirely sure that Mizu still had it since he wasn't wearing the same thing he'd gone into Caldwell's room wearing. Simon glanced into the bedroom as the door was open and sighed with relief when he didn't see himself from afar. The walls were rather ugly since they'd only had time to take the mirrors down, but there was a work order sheet on the coffee table for him with an indicator that they'd be back to fill and paint it white. |
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| kusai_mikoto | Feb 1 2010, 09:28 PM Post #60 |
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( Upside down Rune is awesome!) Mizu sighs, leaning against the elevator wall, eyes half lidded as he breathes out slowly, the air before him seeming to warp and twirl as hie energy disrupts the water particles in the air. His hair was falling in front of his eyes, shielding them from the world and right now they were a rather faded pink in shade. " I understand," murmurs Mizu as he looks toward Simon a strange expression playing on his pale face. " Just don't hover...and let me draw my own bathes...and just...listen if I need you too/" Mizu smiles slightly, eyes halflidded as he looks at Simon for a sileny moment. " Thank you." Mizu sighs as he walks into his room, wandering toward the bathroom as he starts t remove his giwn. " Could you get me some cinnamon shampoo if there is any?" murmurs Mizu, waving his hand as the faucets turn on to hot, starting ti fill up the bathtub. " Also if there are any pain meds available,,,I could really use some." ( typed this while on the phone.. oh joy.) |
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