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He glared a little bit. What did -he- know?

" Its none of -your- business.."

Why did everyone seem to want to pick and pry at his past? It sort of bothered him. With a sigh he glanced off, well..not like it could be helped really. Sheesh..People..why couldnt they just leave him alone?

Shocked by the movement, he got annoyed, tightly closing his eyes in a struggle. Struggling a bit he swung his arm around to punch the white hairred man. What the!? What was this guy trying to do!? Squall wasnt going to have it..

That was -also- a bit unexpected. This guy was -fast-. Struggling, he opened his eyes and glanced up. Which them at the angle they were in, the soilder got a close up of the glowing eye.

"..."

Feeling something tug at his body, he cringed and tried fighting against it...what was this..this...feeling..He felt..himself losing control. His fingers clenched against the mans arms as he struggled to keep his mind sane. He- he had to..think of something else..Something quick! Reaching into the back of his own mind, he found some memoires and clung desperately to them. Putting upa fight as long as he could.

"...N-ngh..! "

He continued to struggle. He wouldnt lose! He couldnt...Just..just when he felt the soothing sensation of it all, the word 'doll' echoed in his mind. Flashbacks went surging though his brain. Eyes snapping open wider he started to force the man up. His hazel eyes almost burning with rage.

"...Nnaagghh!! "

He struggled even more, trying to close his eyes or look away from the haunting glowing eye.

The flashbacks..they kept coming..Riona!-...Her face..it kept flashing. The field..bright white wings spreading over the bright field..How he longed to just be zapped back to that field..but it was so long ago..That one field was now a wasting pile of burnt ash and old memories..Riona..

Riona..

Struggling still, he felt his arms starting to give out

"A-Ahhh! G-Get off me! ..nngh..B-b*****d.."

The man was warping into his mind, into his thoughts. Raping him inside, finally...he felt the soft words of someone speical reach out to him. Giving him extra strength to push himself to reach up, grabbing the handle of something else..Swinging his side around a lage blade came with it. The GunBlade. Using it as a distraction, he jumped back in a backroll and sent the fox in a flying display of fur. Sitting back onto his knees he panted heavily, using the gunblade to steady himself.

Panting, he glanced up through his brown strands of hair, hazel hues burning into the mans green eye.

"...What..do you want from me..? "

((yeah, for the sake of rp and rp'ing my character correctly, i'm fully ignoring this comment, unless of course you'd like Muraki to come after your a**, but we've had this planned out for a while. I asked by Aonice to increase bad-guy action, and perhaps unfortunately for you, things need to happen to make sure bad guy action happens.And yaoi action isn't an issue if yuri action isn't. We haven't done anything smutty, so we haven't broken any sort of rules.))

Muraki jumped off of Squall as soon as he felt himself being pushed up, seeming to almost float to the ground gracefully, Oriya, the fox, now actually proved to be a red-wolf, growling as he stood by Muraki's leg.

Muraki stared at Squall. He was strong. He smiled, this would be most interesting. With his white coat flapping in the wind along with his silvery white hair. He didn't try to approach the other man again, not wanting to scare him away. "Just you, Squall, haven't I told you that already?" he shook his head and from behind him, several clouds started to break away, the sun beginning to shine right behind him, making him look almost angel-like, now that his hair covered the demonic, robotic eye once more.