x_Ultra_Panda_Luver_x
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- Posted: Fri, 20 Jan 2012 03:00:57 +0000
☊Kaisei no sora no shita Ima da ho o age Nakama to tomo ni
Seiippai Hareruuya Yume to iu na no daikoukai e☋
☊Maketakunaishi!
Nakitakunaishi!
Warattetai kara!
MOVIN! MOVIN!☋
Seiippai Hareruuya Yume to iu na no daikoukai e☋
☊Koerarenai mono wa nai Kaze o ayatsuri
Doko made demo jiyuu ni yukeru☋
Doko made demo jiyuu ni yukeru☋
☊Maketakunaishi!
Nakitakunaishi!
Warattetai kara!
MOVIN! MOVIN!☋
☊Maketakunaishi!
Nakitakunaishi!
Warattetai kara!
MOVIN! MOVIN!☋
Nakitakunaishi!
Warattetai kara!
MOVIN! MOVIN!☋
。 ゚Ⓢᴘᴀʀxι。 ゚Ⓐᴇʟιᴛᴀ。 ゚Ⓖʀᴇᴇɴᴇ。 ゚
Computer/Mechanical/Engineering Specialist and Hacker
<OutOfComputers: Sorry about the wait. Have been fighting off laziness for this post plus I've been getting a bit busy. Hope you all enjoy it = w =. I know this kinda sucks, but I was fighting off writer's block <w<./Location: Inside the building/Interacting With: Gigster/Current Feeling: Anxious⇛Nervous>
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◌Sparxi felt like she would die from barely breathing. She felt for certain that those men would notice her little trouble maker and tried to figure out where it came from. Her mind had planned different ways to defend herself if anything bad happened. However, that proved wrong when the naga, who's name she eventually found out to be Rizu thanks to another person who was there. Somehow, they must have realized that she was there and instead of turning on her and giving away her position, they both made sure that the men never found out. I can't believe it, she thought in surprise, never moving from her spot. They're helping me... She felt a soft smile appear on her face. She had done nothing to them that they needed to protect her. Then again, she knew nothing about them at all, but she would never forget their generous act. I wish there was some way I could thank them...
◌She listened somewhat to the story the one man told. Through the fog, she could hardly make out their features and match the voice to the person responsible. Then again, she didn't pay attention to the men in the first place, only wanting to get in and out of there as quickly as she could, especially now that she knew that the building wasn't vacant. Questions arose in her mind and she really wished she could stay and listen, but she knew that she couldn't keep herself hidden for long. They would find out at some point and then she had to find some way to explain herself. With that in mind, she slowly stood up, making sure to be as quiet as she could and began to make her way back to the front door.
◌Before she got far enough to be home free, Gigster's eyes slowly began to rise in brightness. Sparxi almost wanted to curse herself for forgetting that she had added a feature in which the light in Gigster's eyes would shine brighter if the little robotic chipmunk couldn't see that well. She tried to cover Gigster's eyes, but the heat from the light was too hot that she had to pull her hand back quickly and watched as her little terror ran free from her once again.
◌She swore quietly under her breath and wondered if she should just leave Gigster there and go back on her own. But what if they had a technician who messed with her little pet. She had worked so hard on him before and she never liked others taking her creations apart unless they needed to. She tried to stay out of Gigster's light, plotting how to get both herself and Gigster out when Gigster ran up to her again and climbed up her, stealing her hat off her head and running towards the group of people. She tried to grasp her hat but she ended up falling over.
◌She sat up slowly and stared as Gigster held her hat between his metallic teeth and tilted his head, looking at her curiously, the light bright enough to expose her. She glared at the little metallic mammal and pulled at her hat. "Thanks a lot, Gig," she muttered darkly, once again getting her hat back and putting it back on. Gigster squeaked and ran up her arm, resting on her shoulder happily. She glanced down at her shoulder and stood up slowly, taking slow steps and immediately glancing to see which way out would be the quickest way. I am so screwed, she thought with a sigh, knowing that she had a lot of explaining to do at that moment.
◌She listened somewhat to the story the one man told. Through the fog, she could hardly make out their features and match the voice to the person responsible. Then again, she didn't pay attention to the men in the first place, only wanting to get in and out of there as quickly as she could, especially now that she knew that the building wasn't vacant. Questions arose in her mind and she really wished she could stay and listen, but she knew that she couldn't keep herself hidden for long. They would find out at some point and then she had to find some way to explain herself. With that in mind, she slowly stood up, making sure to be as quiet as she could and began to make her way back to the front door.
◌Before she got far enough to be home free, Gigster's eyes slowly began to rise in brightness. Sparxi almost wanted to curse herself for forgetting that she had added a feature in which the light in Gigster's eyes would shine brighter if the little robotic chipmunk couldn't see that well. She tried to cover Gigster's eyes, but the heat from the light was too hot that she had to pull her hand back quickly and watched as her little terror ran free from her once again.
◌She swore quietly under her breath and wondered if she should just leave Gigster there and go back on her own. But what if they had a technician who messed with her little pet. She had worked so hard on him before and she never liked others taking her creations apart unless they needed to. She tried to stay out of Gigster's light, plotting how to get both herself and Gigster out when Gigster ran up to her again and climbed up her, stealing her hat off her head and running towards the group of people. She tried to grasp her hat but she ended up falling over.
◌She sat up slowly and stared as Gigster held her hat between his metallic teeth and tilted his head, looking at her curiously, the light bright enough to expose her. She glared at the little metallic mammal and pulled at her hat. "Thanks a lot, Gig," she muttered darkly, once again getting her hat back and putting it back on. Gigster squeaked and ran up her arm, resting on her shoulder happily. She glanced down at her shoulder and stood up slowly, taking slow steps and immediately glancing to see which way out would be the quickest way. I am so screwed, she thought with a sigh, knowing that she had a lot of explaining to do at that moment.
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