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 Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2011 8:08 am
ϤΛらЦØ らΛƔΛƓƐ Status: OWNED So what if you can see,
The darkest side of me,
No one will ever change
this animal I have become  Hearing Altheda's voice, Yasuo turned, a frown on his face, even though his 'mistress' couldn't see it. "Perhaps." he said with a shrug, "Maybe I like spending time alone in the woods. Time which you just ruined." he pointed out. Sighing, he rolled his eyes, and crossed his arms across his chest. "I hope you're not expecting me to eat with you, because that's most definitely not happening." he told her with a frown.
|{OOC: Short post D:}|
Help me believe
It's not the real me.
Somebody help me tame
this animal I have become
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2011 5:39 pm
(is okay, btw sorry about me not being on much, we have been haveing some issues with the internet lately)
Altheda proped up one eyebrow up then turned in the direction of the house, "i had to learn the hard way that time is not infinate, and i dont mind, just find yourself somewhere other then my dining room, because im not eating anywhere else." She had no problem makeing it clear to Yasuo that she wasnt going to give up her general set up.
She began walking back at a fast pace, reacheing the house in a mere five minutes.
when she was comfortably in her kitchen she snached herself up a bowl and sat down in the dining room, not eating, but just siting.
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2011 11:54 am
ϤΛらЦØ らΛƔΛƓƐ Status: OWNED So what if you can see,
The darkest side of me,
No one will ever change
this animal I have become Yasuo rolled his eye in annoyance. He wasn't stupid he knew time wasn't infinite. Half of him was just used to living in solitude and as a result, he liked to be alone. Yasuo wouldn't complain if he spent the rest of his life alone, and although he occasionally craved companionship, he certainly didn't want it from someone who thought they could buy him and control him.
Annoyed, Yasuo followed Altheda back to the house and into the kitchen. He grabbed a bowl and retreated to the back deck, where he sat on the steps and ate slowly, staring out at the trees as if they the person he really wanted to see would suddenly appear from the shadows of the forest.
Help me believe
It's not the real me.
Somebody help me tame
this animal I have become
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