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 Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 10:17 pm
 You heard the icon! Go! Get at it! You should know the rules by now- and yes. You can talk to your babies. If you know what I mean.
Axel: I'm sure most of them do. They're not idiots like some people. >_>
D"< Excuse me Mr. loincloth?
Axel: -shrugs- Loic liked it enough. -smirks-
DDDDDDDD"< AXEL. SHUT IT.
Axel: It's allowed. You said so.
D< You. Ugly seme. Hush the- You were helping! =D yes!
This is what I mean by talking to your babies. You may talk with them in conversations- in fact, it's encouraged!
Now.
OFF WITH ALL OF YOU!
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 4:35 am
 「 Antonio Diallo Manjani」 The light from the sun reflected brilliantly through the crystalline perfection of a wine glass. Lighting the trailing dew upon its fragile surface and appearing as though it were precious diamonds. But this state of being was only temporary, for a gloved hand reached for this glass, lithe, strong, and sure but gentle as it curled delicately around its slender neck and brought it gracefully to sensual lips to sample and for waiting tongue to savor . The movement smooth and without any hesitation. An act of one used to such niceties and that of one willing to indulge in them.
It was not soon after that a light sound of masculine approval could be heard from the thirsty being that interrupted the glasses tempting perfection. The sound its self rich and with a hint of a purr as though the very act of drinking the wine was a pleasure. A satisfied smile trailed upon the man’s sensual lips as he brought the glass away, echoing his evident delight.
“Hey! HEY! ‘Toni! Did you get another glass for me?”
The loud voice came as a surprise, piercing through even the hustle and bustle of the city and shattering the peaceful atmospere that surrounded the outdoor café. It stirred the other customers into a display of brief displeasure and made some of the passerby turn their heads in wonderment of the strange woman as she muscled her way toward the man’s café table and sat in the chair’s twin without an invitation.
The man for his part was serene. His manner amused rather than irritated with the woman’s interruption as his smile became friendly and he shifted a unconcerned yet quailing look upon his ‘guest‘, “ A glass? So that you can waste the little coin I have and I can go to jail besides?”
After the question passed his lips his hand waved in a fluttering manner as he went on to indicate himself in his next spiel, “ Of course not. For one thing your underage. And for another....I know for a fact that you avoid alcohol like the plague…a pity to be sure. You truly don’t know what your missing…”
“Oh, I know. Unfortunately….” The girl muttered to herself , “ It brought about such awful things…sickness, self-hatred of giving into peer pressure…never again…probably not even when I do finally get of age…disappointment burns…especially when its directed towards yourself …”
“Ah…” The thus labeled ‘Toni murmured in sympathy as he listened to the other, piecing together what happened and continuing in a slightly different vein in the hopes of lighting the mood, “All that aside I decided to order a different drink. Something that I knew you would like for sure….”
“Like for sure…” Distracted from her pang of melancholy when the others sentence dropped off the girl focused her attention on the man before her, pinning him there with her chocolate gaze, “Soda? No…no…I’m not that fond of soda and this place is too ‘classy’ for that besides…tea…is it tea?!?”
Laughing at the overly delighted expression that draped upon the others once sullen façade the man finally nodded in response to her question. Though he himself had a…aversion to the painfully ‘watered down‘ drink he never could completely turn his friend away from the stuff and thus had to accept it. It was only fair considering the fact that she didn‘t rib him on his own drink of choice, “ Yes. I’ve gotten you a cup of Earl Grey. I thought that you would enjoy it considering the time of day…unless I was incorrect? I’m sure that I can order another flavor for you if you so wish it…”
“Are you kidding! Earl Grey is perfect!” The girl spouted in a great amount of enthusiasm, “ The fragrant and herby smell! The strong yet subtle taste…its perfect for the midmorning! You know me so well!”
As she said this she clasped her hands together and continued on the end of what could only be described as a sigh, “ Have I told you how much I truly love you, Antonio?”
“Just about every time I buy you a cup of tea, la belleza~” Antonio replied laughingly, his manner easy as he continued playfully, “Though its not surprising that you do love me, all things considered. I mean, I am quite handsome and charming besides….so I’ve heard…”
It wasn’t a lie to say that he was a handsome man. His hair was a decadent black, darker than night itself and with the added texture of heavy silk as it flowed teasingly around a young brow. His eyes a golden hazel that reflected nicely with the bronzed cocoa of his skin. The color itself one that made you think of smooth chocolate, warm summers, and dark spice.
He was also somewhat charming, his manner suave and with a touch of grace that no other male that she had met could have recreated. His looks...fit for sin. His voice containing a spicy flavor that intrigued and interested the ear, the tenor of it sinking low within your being and melting there like warm chocolate. But she wasn’t going to admit that. He already had an inflated head, “I know you did. Probably when you woke up and looked into the mirror.”
“Now, now. Don’t be jealous, dulce” Antonio said teasingly, taking the girl’s barb in stride as he replied with his own, “Some of us are just born with natural grace and beauty…while others….”
“Please.” The girl retorted with obvious disdain, her eyes rolling, and her manner reprimanding even whist a small smile passed upon her generous lips, “Prima Donna…”
“Jealous~” Antonio said again softy, the word itself almost lost amongst his quiet laughter, as the waiter came upon them to place the previously ordered cup of tea, “ Gracias. You’ve sent the tea right on time. I’m truly grateful for your patience at my strange request”
“It was no problem at all.” ----------------------+--------------------
Translation
la belleza = Means: Beauty or Beautiful
dulce = Means: Sweet
Gracias = Means: Thank You [I did not know exactly how to start something like this off at all...so I just typed something up like I was writing a story or just Rping... sweatdrop ]
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 3:11 pm
 *drags Julius in by the collar* ^_^ Let's get started!
An IM conversation between Julius and Spiral Insanity~
Julius: You can let me go, I am not a dog!
Me: I can do what I want with you. >D
Julius: Puh-lease. The only thing you can do it sit your butt on the computer chair and stare at the screen. *smirks smugly*
Me: >___>
Julius: What? You know it is true.... =D
Me: >__________________> Why do you lie? What do you get out of lying? Huh? Does it make you feel like a big boy? D<
Julius: .__. You know it is true!
Me: No!!! I do stuff!
Julius: As in? Sleep on the chair?
Me: I should make you a hobo on the street!!
Julius: You won't. You love me rich and handsome~ ^^
Me: You are far too conceited...maybe I should put on a warning sign around your neck. "Conceited Jerk Approaching. You have been warned"
Julius: >_> I am not. I am just stating the facts.
Me: Facts?! I can change those facts within a blink of an eye.
Julius: *blinks* I am still the same
Me: *fuming* GAH LEAVE ME ALONE
Julius: XP
--Spiral Insanity has logged out--
Julius:.....Oh poop.
(I didn't feel like typing a whole bunch. sweatdrop So I just stuck to this. I hope this is okay~ =D)
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 12:11 am
 Broken: o-o Holy crap, it's people.
Axel: Yeah, that generally happens when you open things like this. -looks at Julius and Antonio-
Broken: D"< Don't stare, you idiotic demon.
Axel: <_< I am not causing any harm.
Broken: >_> Go and say 'hi'. Staring is rude.
Axel: Why don't you?
Broken: -waves- Hello Elliptic, love. Hello Spiral, honey! Hello Julius and Antonio and others!
Axel: ...
Broken: =D
Axel: -waves a little and then walks off-
Broken: D: Where are you go-
Axel: Going to find Loic.
Broken: So you're going to leave me here looking like an idiot?
Axel: Yep. -leaves-
Broken: Yes, yes I am.
Broken: Where did you come from?
Rayne: I escaped the pocket, had some hot sex with Nicias and decided I'd come and see you.
Broken: =D Someone loves me.
Rayne: Nope. I'm just an attention whore. -nods an waves at others, like Julius and Antonio- I'm Rayne. I'm German. I'm a whore but I'm dating someone and technically I'm dead. And I'm a killer for hire =D
Broken: .........
Rayne: =D Free hugs?
[[Honey -talks at Spiral- Anything works. What Elliptic did was amazing~ But this?? I do it this way because I'm lazy =D
Anything- this way or that- is acceptable.]]
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 8:20 am
「 Antonio Diallo Manjani」 “Ooh, ooh! While you’re here could you get me…” As the woman attempted to think of what exactly she wanted, her voice trailed off and her brows slashed over dark chocolate eyes in deep considering thought. Only to clear as a bright smile came upon her pleasant features and she crowed triumphantly, “ Strawberries! Chocolate covered strawberries, please!”
Transferring a small pot pf cream and a dish full of sugar cubes expertly upon the table before tucking the gilded tray on which it came upon under his arm, the waiter smiled indulgently at the woman before bowing slightly at the waist and murmuring a quiet “Yes Ma’am’”
“Will that be all?”
“Yes, that’s all for me” Slanting a glance at her male companion she raised a single brow before asking the other idly, ”Unless my friend would like something…”
“Ah, another glass of wine would be heavenly.” The man said as he picked up from where the woman trailed, lifting his glass slightly and examining the meager contents within before he brought his gaze back to the waiter, “ A blush if you please.”
Nodding slightly as he took the man’s order the waiter then turned and traveled back to the kitchen, leaving the two patrons to their idle conversation.
“You know, from what I hear…mid-morning is a little bit too early for a glass of wine…” The girl started as she dropped five cubes of sugar into the steaming brew before her and added a small dose of milk and stirring, “It had something to do with ‘consuming spirits’ in the evening being bad for you and such things…I have to say that I don’t rightly remember…”
“Hmm, you don’t say…” Antonio murmured almost to himself as he purposely lifted said glass of wine and sipped the better half of its contents before he took the time to answer in a completely unconcerned manner, his golden orbs slanting in her direction as he sought to drive the point, “ You know, I heard a few things myself. Something about tea causing stains on teeth…the unhealthy use of caffeine….or something along those lines. Ah, but it might not be true…you never truly know though…”
“Hmm…” Pausing in the act of sipping her prepared tea before meeting the others eyes and drinking it defiantly, the girl made a show of deeply enjoying the creamy beverage, clearly apathetic to his little ‘fact’, “ Fine. I get it…keep your stupid wine”
“Usted tiene sus gustos y yo tengo la mía.”
“Doesn’t mean I have to like it though…”
Laughing softly at the slight pout that threaded through his friends tone Antonio then reached into his pocket to pull out a phone, all the while ignoring the quiet murmur of being ’rude’ as he logged on the internet to check his mail. He was about to delete the first letter…something to do with buying an amazing weight loss drug…when he noticed a message from the chat window. Reading quickly through the other comments, a small smile making its way upon his face, he then opened the text box and promptly responded.
‘Toni: Hola~ I see that everyone is in a good mood today…
“Hey, hey! What are you doing over there?” The girl interjected as she watched Antonio smile uncharacteristically at the screen of his phone.
“Well, you see my darling friend. This is a phone. And on this phone is a screen. It is because of this screen that I can see what other people send me. Magical things called texts, Pms-”
“Stop stalling and tell me what you’re doing, you loser!”
“Why~”
“Because you’re ignoring me and I’m bored…”
“Well, read a book then. You do like books, don’t you?”
“Well yeah…but maybe I don’t want to read a book right now”
“Is that so…”
“Let me see, darnnit!”
“Consigue tu propia!”
“But I want to see yours~ Your phone is cooler!”
“Obtener. Tu. Propio.”
Glaring darkly into burnished gold eyes in what could considered a clear challenge, the girl tried to impose her will upon the pig-headed male. The male for his part seemed unconcerned and even deeply entertained with their brief argument, and went as far as to lift a single brow in her direction as though he could take anything she could dish out…and still ask for more. Glaring at the other at her seated companion for a few more seconds in a final attempt to get him to give in, only to be denied, the woman finally reached into the pocket of her pants to bring out her cocoa brown cellular device.
“Stupid Spanish-speaking demon. Won’t even share his phone…”
“You know you still love me.”
“That is still to be determined. I have other characters, you know.”
“What?”
“Nothing….nothing…”
Avoiding Antonio’s now suspicious gaze the girl turned to her own phone, entered the web network and scrolled through the chat menu.
Elli-chan: Hello~ ---------------------+--------------------- Translation
Usted tiene sus gustos y yo tengo la mía. = Roughly means: You have your likes and I have mine.
Consigue tu propia! = Roughly means: Get your own!
Obtener. Tu. Propio. = Roughly means: Get. Your. Own.
[This translation is here because I realized that I've been beating people up with Spanish words without really explaining what they mean. And that's just not cool D: There will be more later...probably with a little something from Dominic....hmm...]
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 2:35 pm
~Spiral Insanity has just signed in~
Julius: Hullo! ^^
Insanity: . . .Why are you so cheerful? >___>
Julius: New people have came! I don't have talk to just you anymore. =3
Insanity: *narrows eyes* Watch it buddy...I hold much more power than you give me credit for.
Julius: *completely ignores* Hi everyone! *waves to Elliptic Sin, Antonio, xXBroken-SemeXx, Rayne* I am in a good mood. =D
Insanity: Allo everyone. *waves to everyone as well*
Julius: I hear that your teacher is making you rewrite an essay. *snickers*
Insanity: Stitch your lips! That teacher....*glowers* He is the biggest thorn on my side to ever exsist! I just wanna.....*mutters*
Julius: I should meet this man, he seems to get under your skin without even trying. =D
Insanity: No! I don't need a clone of my teacher.
Julius: So what did you do?
Insanity: *starts to vent* I wrote this stupid essay wrong....he never mentioned how long he wanted it...and it ticks me off that he thinks he told us things when in fact he hasn't! That wasn't the worst part...my computer teacher...oh man...he told us we had to do an essay on the OSI architecture and said the due date was in two weeks. When we saw him again he tells us the essay is due on Friday. I wanted to just gah!
Julius: Sounds like you had a rough week woman.
Insanity: Just a tad rough...if that wasn't enough the whole school is starting to really get strict on dress code! My motivation in this school is slowly decreasing....all this crap makes me want to go back to my home school and just sail through the high school. I am tired of this work...but I don't wanna quit...If I quit...I feel angry with myself.
Julius: Keep going...bottling this up won't help you. =3 *takes notes* How does this make you feel?
Insanity: Like a quitter. I dislike quitting, especially when it comes to academics. I admit I am those kids who obsesses over their grades, and strives to get straight As. *guilty* I also admit I have dramatically shown my displeasure of getting a B, I start to rant and curse the teacher who gave me that grade... stare Maybe I am taking school to seriously? I don't know, but it is starting to grate my nerves. For one...some of teachers are starting to hit me the wrong way. I think the only thing that really is keeping rooted to that school is being that first graduating class. That is really my only motivation...and I am kinda worried that motivation will fade away, leaving me with nothing to strive for in school. Yes, I have I thought about this.
Julius: . . . *keeps listening*
Insanity: Then there is the wonderful school called college. To be truthful, I wanna attend it, but NOT some high praised school. I wanna be able to succeed without having to go to those fancy smacny schools. Harvard, Stanford, Yale, and Princeton? They don't appeal to me...not in the least. They just sound like stress motivators, something I don't want. I just want to go to college and snag me a degree....=D.
Julius: I have nothing to say. I am just listening.
Insanity: Hmm, you do come in handy for something. I needed to vent real badly and I let it all on you. You know when I vent with my family...it doesn't feel the same. Ugh I don't why, but it feels as if they aren't really there listening, so I just stop and not tell them the deep stuff. I am planning to get a journal to write all this feeling stuff down, I need one desperately.
So onto a lighter note, how is everyone?
Julius: I may be a jerk, but know that I have two ears just for you. =3
Insanity: *looks away* Stop being mushy...it isn't you...you loser. *tries to prevent a sappy smile*
Julius: =D I am good. ^_^
Insanity: . . . I knew I dropped some good in you when I created you. :]
Julius: Purposely or accidental?
Insanity: I like pie~
Julius:....Don't change the subject! >O
Insanity: OMG I am really getting into my Blue Blood books. *nods*
Julius: Grr! Answer me
Insanity: All the pieces are starting to come together it is so awesome. I lovish all the twist and turns on these books.
Julius: -sighs and plays along- Really.
Insanity: Yep~
[Wowee! I didn't expect to write this much. =D Hehe, I was just bored and lonesome....oh and trying to avoid to do my essay. x3 Which I gotta do now. D= I have to say this, Antonio amuses me, I like his type of personality ^^ x3]
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2010 1:59 am
「 Antonio Diallo Manjani」 Elli-chan: That’s awful! Something around those lines happened to me once. The essay, I mean. At the time I was writing a paper on Greek Tragedy, on Achilles and how he could be a Tragic Hero and a…well, as of now I can’t truly remember the other thing the teacher said he could be since it was about a year ago. That aside though, I had written a in-depth paper on what I truly thought he could be. Why I thought it and what clues made him that way, just as she said. But she still claimed that I was missing certain ‘details’. Ugh, long story short….I had to write all six to seven pages all over again. I hate writing essays…they make me itch…
“Aren’t you exaggerating?” Antonio asked as he read over the message the girl just sent, “ You make them sound like some kind of sickness or deadly allergy…”
“No!” The girl responded with great convection as she directed a perfectly serious look toward her companion, “ They’re evil little things, essays. They shackle up your creativity and attempt to steal your soul! Evil! Evil I sa-”
“Ooh, the strawberries are here~”
“Dios mío!” Antonio murmured to himself as he looked upon the same person who was just spouting about the ‘evils of essays’ become promptly distracted and tamed by the mere sight of chocolate covered fruit. Looking on as she picked up one of the little morsels and bit into it with evident delight, he sat there trying to understand how someone could go from angry to calm in just one second. He could admit that he had a temper himself…but to become angry and then…
“Ah, thank you for the wine”
It was best to leave that sort of thought alone. Females were mysterious creatures. Filled with many contradictions and uncertainties. At one moment it would seem as though you clearly understood them….only to find out that what you thought you knew….was nothing at all. So it was with that in mind that Antonio ignored the strange flip in emotions to pour himself a glass of wine and respond in kind.
‘Toni: Ah, the ‘itching’ thing aside. I do agree. Its not a pleasing situation to be a part of….
“’Itching thing aside’” The girl repeated disgruntlement as she paused in her destruction of her tasty treat and read the others response, “ Don’t make me sound like some kind of psycho!”
“I’m not making you sound like a psycho. You make yourself sound odd by using words like that to describe your dislike for something” As he said this he reached across the table to steal a strawberry and promptly bit into it…much to the girl’s dislike…if the hiss she gave off was a clear indicator, “Besides…I was only repeating what you, yourself, said.”
“First of all…don’t play that ’I’m only repeating what you said’ thing on me…I’m the one that taught you that…” The girl said with hint of irritation before she brought her arms up in a sheltering motion around her strawberries, “ And second of all…don’t steal my strawberries…if I see anything foreign around my berries…I might just bite and ask questions later!”
“Tal vez voy a disfrutar de eso…” Antonio practically purred as he directed a sultry gaze in her directions and raised both brows…as though he was waiting in anticipation for any ‘punishment’ she meant to put upon him.
“Perv…” The girl muttered as she glared lightly at the now laughing man and plopped a small strawberry in her mouth before reaching for her phone, “ You know, I think I need to add a little sophistication to this conversation….”
“…I’m adding Dominic to the chat.”
“Dominic? Sophistication?” Antonio scoffed in a decidedly uncaring way…even as he slanted his eyes in a, what could only slightly be described, jealous manner, “ What has he got that I do not?”
“Well for starters he’s red headed, he has a amazing accent, he’s artistic, he’s tall-”
“Red hair isn’t everything. And my accent has a certain flavor the he, with all his French/ New Orleans glory, can not achieve. And…we’re about the same height! How can you use that as-”
“He’s also very nice and polite to me.”
“Hn.” Antonio grunted to himself as he took a camouflaging sip of wine to cover his silence. Though it might as well be in vein considering the smirk that crossed the woman’s lips.
“That’s what I thought.”
“He’s a goody-two-shoes. That’s what he is.”
“Not listening~”
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A blush of blue and white, a contrast of crimson and golden brown….a form taking shape…a goddess…a blurry muse…
The overall outline of the mural seemed perfect, the lines moving in the direction the artist saw them to be. But…there seemed to be something missing. Something…not quite there. And for that reason…Dominic just couldn’t attempt to truly start on it when the same beautiful picture that he wished to create…was just…wrong.
Maybe it was just his perfectionist tendencies acting against him. Maybe it was one of those cases in which the artist sees what’s ‘wrong’ with their art and never sees the true potential of their finished product.
‘Maybe its just me?’ Dominic thought as he stared at the outline for a few minutes more before crossing his arms across his chest with a dissatisfied grunt. It wasn’t him and it definitely wasn’t any sort of ‘perfectionist tendency’ he may have. Which he knew for a fact he didn’t. There was just something truly missing.
‘Maybe the color?’
‘Non. The color is fine. I wanted it to be a contrast of darks and lights.’
‘Then her shape?’ Dominic thought as he considered the curved shape of the figure on the wall. It was obviously a woman, the rounded curves of the persons body clearly told the story of its gender. Even if the features were as yet indistinct. Her spine was tilted at a clear angle, as though she were leaning upon something or looking down into a lovely pond if the patch of sky blue was anything to go by. But overall the shape was…
‘Her shape is fine. Not too skinny, not too wide. Her posture making her obtainable but out of reach…’
But what was it that seemed to be missing? What was it that made it less than what it was? He had to admit that this query was starting to be tiring. The uncertainty its self bringing down his spirit and creative flow. It was…
Just then a beep much unlike the almost tranquil but busy rush of smaller city life interrupted his touch of melancholy, and calling it to his attention. Realizing it for what it was Dominic then reached into the worn inner layers of his jeans and pulled out his cell. It didn’t seem to be call. For one thing the beep was much too brief and for another the ring its self was not the ring tone he remembered setting to his phone. So it must be some kind of message…
Elli-chan: Hey, Nicky-boy~ ‘Toni’s being a drama queen…..keep me company?
‘Toni: I am not. She’s just being a-
Elli-chan: LISTEN NOT TO THAT DEMON FOR HE KNOWS NOT WHAT HE SAYS!!!!
‘Toni:….I was just going to say that you were being a brat…..
Elli-chan:...b*****d…
Chuckling at the banter going between the two and glad for it, since it distracted him from his problem…if only for a moment, Dominic responded back.
Dom: Now, now children. What have I said about playing nice?
‘Toni: I wouldn’t know. I wasn’t listening.
Elli-chan: << Why am I not surprised…
‘Toni: You probably weren’t paying attention either.
Elli-chan: Huh? What? T-that’s not the point!
‘Toni: I knew it~
Dom: Arguing…and in front of these nice people too……kids these days...>>
‘Toni: Nice people? What nice people? And who are you calling a child?!?
Elli-chan: Ugh. Don’t pay attention to him…so how ya been Nic?
Dom: Painting, living, being. My normal slot in life. Though I can’t complain. Especially when I’m livin’ in a place like N’Orleans. The beat may be slow today, but the rhythm is comforting and solid. How you been, cher?
Elli-chan: About the same….except the part about New Orleans and painting XD
Dom: Then you don’t know what you’re missin’ then! Painting is a amazing thing. A brush dipped in ruddy color changing a simple blank canvas into a symphony of sound and light. And N'Orleans-
‘Toni: He is not reciting poetry…is he?
Elli-chan: Shush you!
Dom: Its okay, amoureux. Even I have to admit that I wax a little poetic when I’m describing something very dear to me.
Elli-chan: It doesn’t mean that others should disrespect it just because they don’t understand.
‘Toni: So because I do not draw or play music, that automatically means that I’m unrefined…is that what you’re saying?
Elli-chan: I said nothing of the sort…but I’m not denying it either…
‘Toni: Like I said before: You. Are a brat.
Elli-chan: Thank you very muchly~
‘Toni: ....
Dom: Hn. It takes more than that to get her down. --------------------+-------------------- Translation
Dios mío! - Means: My God! or My Gosh!
Tal vez voy a disfrutar de eso… - Roughly means: Maybe I'll like it...
Non. - Means: No [Of course...X3]
cher - Means: Dear
amoureux - Means: Love
[Lol, really? I'm glad you do! To be honest at first I was going to make Antonio a more...serious character. But considering I can't stay serious for more than a minute myself...I thought it best to change his personality up a little bit X3 Hence the playful little thing you see before you. He's still serious...but with enough childishness to make him interesting XD I have to say that I like Julius too! His personality kind of reminds me of Antonio and as a matter of fact I think they could be the best of friends....if they don't fall out on who's the better looking that is....XD]
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