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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Jan 10, 2008 22:36:37 GMT -5
Yuo gave Haruka a confused look. He crawled over a bit closer to her and tilted his head at her.
"Out of pure curiousity, why not?" Yuo asked her, still staring at her, trying to figure out why.
"It's not like the injuries still hurt me, those were years ago Haruka." Yuo said.
"Every once and while there will be a quick shot of pain, but it usually never last any longer than 60 seconds." Yuo said a bit quieter.
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Post by Haruka Kunimitsu on Jan 10, 2008 22:41:17 GMT -5
"I just don't..." she mumbled. Sh looked over at him, and suddenly noticed that he had moved as well. She held up an accusing finger at his next couple statements. "Liar..." she scowled. "First you're all, 'Those injuries don't hurt me anymore' and then you're all 'One and awhile though theres some pain.' Liar." She turned her head the otherway.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Jan 10, 2008 23:21:54 GMT -5
he smiled as he said "My parents were well just well diffrent I guess personality wise my mom was calm and patient so I got that from her but I also got my fathers drive and ambititon so I am equally liek them but physically my fathers stregth my mothers hair and skin and they booth shared the eyes although my hair is cut like my fathers"
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Jan 11, 2008 0:02:26 GMT -5
Yuo was so confused.
"They don't, but still!" he exclaimed. He held his hands up with a confused look on his face.
"You're being difficult again!" he exclaimed.
I nodded slowly.
"Santo-kun? Do you think that your mother was really pretty?" I asked him. I looked off to the side then looked back at him.
"Do you miss her alot?" I asked him.
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Post by Haruka Kunimitsu on Jan 11, 2008 0:08:16 GMT -5
"I'm being difficult!?" she said, her head snapping back to look at him. "Me!? You must be kidding me..." she foled her arms. "Can we just stop talking about injuries. Seriously." she tapped her foot angerly on the leg of the bed, since her feet didn't reach the floor. "Me... difficult.... hmph..." she mumbled extremely quietly.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Jan 11, 2008 0:50:51 GMT -5
He took her hand and draged her to the meditiation room it was red with a sword in a case in the center and a huge stone against the far wall that had some strange writting on it he looked to his right and there were pictures with names of the greatest of his clan the last to were his parents"These are my parents"
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Jan 12, 2008 12:53:37 GMT -5
Yuo stopped and sat back a bit. He jumped off the bed and headed out.
"I think they're almost done cooking, I can smell shrimp." Yuo said.
I walked over and looked at all the pictures, then looked down toward his parents. I stared at them for a few minutes then turned back to face him.
"Do you miss then a lot?" I asked.
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Post by Haruka Kunimitsu on Jan 12, 2008 12:57:51 GMT -5
Haruka grumbled, but didn't respond as she followed him out. She wasn't hungry; it wasn't like she could eat shrimp anyway, due to alergies to shellfish. She walked back into he kitchen and took a seat next to Saeko, her arms folded blatentedly across her chest. "Stupid... baka idiot... thinking i'm difficult..." she grumbled quietly to herself.
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Jan 12, 2008 13:29:47 GMT -5
"What is wrong with you?" Saeko asked Haruka.
"Difficult? Idiot?" Saeko asked. She looked over at Yuo, who seemed to be searching for myself.
"Where's Shizuke and Santomoro?" he asked.
"They went off somewhere, they should be back, I'm sure Shizuke is hungry." Yukio said, looking at the shrimp and rice.
"Shizuke said you use to toss these in her mouth." Yukio said. Yuo nodded.
"I sure did." Yuo chuckled.
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Post by Haruka Kunimitsu on Jan 12, 2008 13:33:08 GMT -5
(i'll just wait for Shizuke and Santomoro to return. Besides, i doubt she'll want to talk about it anyway.)
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Jan 12, 2008 22:34:07 GMT -5
He began to walk back towards the kitchen and said "Yes I do I know that they arnt to far away though but I do miss them deeply"as he walked back in he saw everyone there sitting about he didnt know what to say he waited for shizuki to also be there he was kinda confussed he hadnt had so many people around in the kitchen in a great while
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Jan 15, 2008 19:56:20 GMT -5
I trotted after him, hoping to reply to his statement before we reached the kitchen, but I was too late.
"I know a miss my father, even if he was a jerk to me." I said, rubbing my arm a bit in my embarassment. My black hair fell across my face and I blew it out of my mouth.
"OH YUCK!" I exclaimed.
"Stupid hair." I mumbled as I quickly tied it up in a loose ponytail.
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Post by Santomoro Purotekuta- Mei on Jan 15, 2008 20:02:06 GMT -5
He smiled and said "he is your blood that is why "he looked about the kitchen and then let out a sigh of relife he began to clean some dishes real quick and he did so very quickly he was done with them in a mere minuet he then tried to think of somthing to say but his mind went blank
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Post by Haruka Kunimitsu on Jan 15, 2008 21:43:51 GMT -5
Haruka remained seated grumpily in her chair at the table next to Saeko as Shizuke and Santomoro reentered the room. She was shooting glares randomly at Yuo. How dare he call her difficult, when he himself was just as complicated, if not more. She had to bit her tounge to keep herself from throwing curses at him.
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Post by Shizuke Tsukiyama on Jan 15, 2008 22:12:22 GMT -5
Saeko poked Haruka's shoulder, trying to get her attention.
"Would you mind telling me exactly why you are glaring at him? Not that long ago you were all up close and personal with him." Saeko said in a hushed tone.
I stood beside Santo-kun. I looked around, so far I had ony heard Saeko talk, but it was extremely quiet.
"Amazingly, I have nothing to say." I said.
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