( parallel world • ★☆ ) Osore & kaziclipse only

[Osore the Fallen Wish]

◇◆ { S H A D O W -- Elysiuer }

❝A cruel reality, stings the hearts of many.❞

Shadow looked around the apartment as if in awe. He;d only been on earth for a few days and found it rather impossible to get a job since he had no real education to him that he could recall. Blinking when a new set of clothes was mentioned, he smiled gently as the other male retreated down the hall and came back a few minutes later, clothes and towel in hand. He blinked gently as the clothes and towel were handed to him and he smiled grateful as he was given intrusions as to where the bathroom was located. "Thank you..." He uttered gently before walking past the man and down the hall to the bathroom, closing and locking the door.

He turned on the shower and stepped in, turning on the hot water. It felt so wonderful, to feel the water cascade past his body. A smile found its way to his to face. He was so incredibly happy. A few minutes passed and he came out of the shower, towel drying himself and sighed, getting dressed. He soon came out of the bathroom, dressed and towle drying his hair. "I did't know where to my grungy clothes..."



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[crocells]

◇◆ { Y A R A -- Ayukawa }

❝Even if you live carefully,
isn't your heart searching for a stimulus?❞

After shooing the stranger off to his bathroom, Yara decided to cook up some breakfast in the meantime. And so while the apartment wouldn't seem so deathly quiet, he grabbed the TV's remote control and flipped the TV on to whatever the last channel was before he had shut it off the last time. Then he turned away and walked over towards the kitchen area, where he started to search through his refridgerator and cabinets for something edible. Eventually, he settled for some meat dumplings. Yara filled a giant pot full of water, and then set it on the stove with the stove on the highest heating range in order to heat up the water. While waiting, he leaned up against the counter and stared over at the TV.

A music station channel was being shown; showing a young, group of three, boys who were currently being interviewed on this particular show. Right away Yara's pitched-black eyes narrowed at the television screen.

"So, I hear you three are going to debut soon with your new song.... 'Your Seed', was it?" The interviewer spoke first as soon as introductions were done.
"Of course, we have been waiting forever to ------"

Yara stopped listening after that, and quickly started to place the frozen dumplings into the now hot, boiling water. Nothing but lies... He frowned as he used a pair of chopsticks to stir the dumplings around in the water. While it was a celebration to the world about a new group debuting in the entertainment world, only Yara knew the truth. 'Your Seed' was his song. Yara's lyrics. They stole what was his. He would never forgive them, but he could not do a thing about it. Without proof, the industry just did what they wanted to do. In actuality, stolen music often happen in this time of age.

"Oh, just leave them in the basket next to the washing machine, that's in the room across from the bathroom," A smile traced itself onto Yara's face as he sensed the presence of the stranger from across the room. "I'll wash them for you later."




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