Post by joshua on Feb 15, 2011 22:04:12 GMT -5
real big fan of yours ,
[/color][/font]"tremble for yourself, my man,
you know that you have seen this all before.
tremble little lion man,
you'll never settle any of your score."[/center]
quite the joke to you ,
[/color][/font][/center]"so, hon. welcome to the distorted world.
what's your name?"
"By birth it's Yoshiya Kiryuu, though for convenience most people call me Joshua. Pleasure."
"ey, that's pretty cute. how old are you, and where are ya affiliated?"
"I was born on the 25th of December, and my age might be what you think it is. Or it might not. Who knows?
I'm affiliated with Shibuya - or more appropriately, Earth."
"young'un, are you? well then, i can deal. so... how bout you and me go on a date?"
"I'm flattered, and you aren't bad-looking yourself. Heheh~ we will just have to see."
"aaand.. what is your specialization?"
"My psych has to do with this baby here. -lifts cellphone by its charm- I'm not much of a fighter. I don't like to break a sweat. But I suppose it is magical in nature, if you really had to define it."
"cool, cool. i guess youre a little talented filly? i like 'em like that."
"I don't think we've quite scratched the surface yet, heheh."
kissed me in your room ,
[/color][/font][/center]"and on to the second section! how tall are you, exactly?"
"Five feet and four inches."
"ah, just three inches taller. hm. so, what's under your clothes? not that i wont find out for myself."
"They call me skinny, but I prefer lithe. Someone's straight to the point~"
"okay, sorry. let's talk about some.. non - crude things? what's your personal style?"
"I like attractive clothing. Neku's a little disgusted when I wear girls' clothes, even if they're appealing, and (dare I say) fitting on me. I usually frequent Lapin Angelique and Pegaso Atelier."
"hey, you look like that celebrity... what was the name...?"
"It's just Joshua. Unless Mr. H let a little something slip."
"right! i remember now. you look just like them. except better, heh heh..."
"I would say the same to you, if it were true."
replied i love you too ,
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"soo, do you like or dislike anything?"
"Well~ I like to mess with people, sweet foods and feminine clothing. I don't like having to talk about myself, falling into traps and being pushed into fighting."
"ohmyjonas, me too! wow, thats such a coincidence. so have any dirty habits or secrets?"
"I have a habit of being cryptic, or so they say, and I'm not as weak as I appear."
"coolness, yo. umm. home dawg. anyways. describe yourself."
"I'd say I like refined things and passionate people, otherwise I have nothing else to say."
"like dude! we're so compatible..."
"Whatever you say~ heheh."
a little bit insecure ,
[/color][/font][/center]"okay, let's rush through this. i'm thinking dancing? then, we can talk about rooms."
"A French box waltz and an expensive hotel will get you far, I would say. Provided that you're buying~"
"shh, if my boss knew about our secret romance... so. what's your heritage?"
"My parents and I haven't spoken for a long time."
"wow, your family would love me! have anyone else in your family?"
"Unless you count Mr. H, no."
"oh. sounds horrible. haha. anything else important happen in your life?"
"I became Composer.
Shibuya came very near to proving itself corrupted beyond repair, but a spiky-haired misanthrope expanded his horizons.
That's all."
"hey, look! we're done. so, i would ask you on a second date, but i'm about to explode. no, really. please step back."
"That sounds... unpleasant. Is that your psych?"
of this mistreatment ,
[/color][/font][/center]name. lightning will do.
age. fourteen.
rp experience. five years.
rules. thundaga.
rp sample."I could say the same t'ya."
"Don't even," Lightning butted in. "Don't talk smart to me. I'm not the one who seems to be an existential contradiction." Her eyebrows came together harshly, eyes steely with pent-up frustration and if the huntress asked her what those two words meant like she had a hunch that she would, something would blow.
"D'ya think I know that? If I knew why I awake I'd probably not be 'ere right now. And Why Am I here? Well, y'see. I woke up in a back alley across the square right over there. Apparently the people 'ere don' like foreigners to much cuz a head honcho o' this place brought me with him to this imperial palace... place. Never knew homes could be that big."
As Fang began to tell her story, Light's forehead found its way to her palm. How like the huntress, to wake up in the middle of nowhere and start making friends. It was reminiscent of what she had heard secondhand of the Pulsian's first few days on Cocoon - waking up, picking a fight, and ending up falling in with people in power. Lightning just hoped that this time, those people in power did not make overtures of capturing her and her family for being monsters.
Fang looked like she was about to have a stroke, and suddenly a shiver of guilt found its way down Lightning's spine. There wasn't really a reason to yell at her about anything. Except sacrificing herself to save a world that hated you, a small voice in the back of her mind whispered, and she vehemently told it to go shove it.
"Look Sunshine, I didn't expect t'see ya ever again either. But it seems lady luck was smilin' at us both. So why not enjoy the time we got eh?"
Swallowing her irritation was difficult - if made easier by the fact that it was entirely unfounded - but she managed to do it to an extent that she was able to give the Pulsian huntress a nod of confirmation. As frustrating as she was, she was family.
And Lightning wouldn't lose any of her family again, if she died keeping them together.
"Oh bloody hell. They cant learn to leave a lady alone."
"So these are your guards, huh." Lightning took a look around at the several men in ornamental, dull silver armor. They seemed to eye her with disapproval, as far as she could make out without seeing their eyes, until Fang took it upon herself to explain their acquaintance. Taking the moment to ignore all of the proceedings around her, the pink-haired woman folded her arms again and shifted her weight to the right, looking up overhead at all of the airships flying around like agitated bees.
It was a bit to get used to. No wonder Fang seemed to be having culture shock.
Once the situation with the guards had been handled - as they seemed to be there more for Fang's protection than her imprisonment - Lightning had a question to ask the huntress.
"So what have you been up to here, anyway? You say you're imprisoned?"