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 S A S U K E ¤ Y A G U R A ▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀ ▄▀▄▀ ▄ ❝..Master of the Draw..❞ ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
As the young boy stood with his eyes up chuckling with his cat His eyes opened and tuned when he heard a voice behind him. His mouth was in a smile as the short boy turned to her and put his hands into the pockets of his hoodie. He saw that she pointed out his cat of all things. "Oh Kai. I guess he can be cute sometimes. Right buddy?" He said while his cat began to mew and purr on the young man's head. "He's awesome, my partner in crime. Helps m build confidence." He says as he sits on the bench behind him looking at the small girl and grinning. "Wanna play a game."
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 3:24 pm
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Oº°‘¨ Sheila Vixen¨‘°ºO
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Sheila let out an annoyed 'tch' at the sound of the dark haired kid's passive aggressive request for some kind of civility. Part of her wanted to retort and insult him into the ground, but fortunately that pink haired girl seemed happy to cut him down with kinder words than Sheila herself would have used. Still the effect was a bit amusing, leaving the kid stammering with his head down like a nerd trying to ask the hottest girl in school to the prom.
Honest to God the way he talked just made her want to lay his pansy a** out flat, something about people too chicken to speak up genuinely irked her.
The tall blonde took a long final drag from her cigar and arched an eyebrow at some dude with white hair that came crashing in like a rhino high on speed. She shook her head , silently lamenting that these people would be who she'd have to hang out with for the next few years , she then took careful aim and flicked the still smoking butt of her spent cigar into the cap of the dark haired boy's thermos where it landed with a light 'tsss' in the coffee.
Deciding the kid probably wouldn't have the plums to confront her, Sheila pulled a small silver case from one of her inside vest pockets and withdrew a fresh cigar, hand made and rolled by Sheila herself. The blonde bit down on one end of the stoagie and cupped a hand around the other end while she pinched it between her thumb and index finger, using one of her powers to light it rather than bothering with unreliable matches or lighters. Soon Sheila was puffing away at the fresh cigar, taking in the sweet taste of the smoke as it passed over tongue and down into her lungs.
Between puffs she gave a couple of glances at the white haired guy that busted in like Kool Aid and silently sized him up. Minus the incident of a few moments ago he wasn't half bad all things considered. Tall, clean skin, decent fashion sense and muscles to rival her own. Not bad, not bad at all....
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 3:36 pm
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❤---------------❝Yes, I am a bit fluffy...❞---------------❤
Angelica turned to see Yuri return, and with a smile, she gave a nod. However, before she could enjoy the coffee, a woman very rudely flicked some of her cigar into it. Angelica, being the mother kind of girl that she is, would not stand for this. The short, plump girl, walked to Sheila with an upset look, with her cheeks all puffed out and stuff. She looked more like an angry chubby bunny than anything else.
"Excuse me miss! I don't believe that was very kind of you to do such a think to a nice cup of coffee. Some people work hard to make this kind of drink, and having the end of your cigar within it is very mean. I believe the coffee deserves an apology."
She said sternly as she looked up to the blonde, her arms crossed over her chest.
❤---------------❝...But that means there's more to love!❞---------------❤ ❣ A N D E V E R Y T H I N G N I C E ❣ -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- | Mood:// Upset | Location:// Train Station | Company:// Natalia |
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 3:37 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 3:57 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 4:16 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 5:51 pm
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Sheila sat looking at the group in impassive silence for a moment, smoke curling up from her cigar and framing her face as she blinked. Finally she sighed and stood up before idly tossing the cold cigar butt away and pinching the space between her eyes for a moment.
This new guy was something, he wasnt particularly large as far as Sheila was concerned but he carried himself in a way that had a kind of authority. Coupled with his even temper and voice and he reminded Sheil of Pops , the gruff but kindly owner of a diner back home that gave her the first job she'd ever had.
The chubby girl, she was just...something else entirely. Not at all threatening or imposing in any way shape or form , but she stood up to a tall and scary looking blonde lady she'd never met before and demanded an apology. That took guts, something Sheila admired if nothing else.
The tall blonde bent over a little and took the chubby girl's cheeks in her hand and looked her in the eye as she lightly pinched and squished her face.
"Hmmmm..." she mused for a moment before releasing the chubby girl's cheeks and turning to rummage through her larger bit of luggage from which she withdrew a small bundle, no larger than a softball and wrapped in a thin towel.
"I suppose I can respect what you're saying" she muttered around her cigar as she looked back and forthe between this new guy and tons o' fun, "We all got problems , no need for new ones and all that jazz, I get it. Here's a bit of a consolation for you two if it helps"
She slowly and carefully began unraveling the cloth from around the thing in her hands , still speaking as she did so
"Sheila Vixen, no it ain't my real name it's just a nickname that stuck, and, not to sound like a massive twunt , but I'm one of the best chefs in the entirety of New York. Got some dreams of opening up my own eatery in the future and brought some of my popular eats as samples for the people in Russia. Though it can't hurt to let you two have some ."
She finished unwrapping her 'consolation' and presented the two with a plastic container with what appeared to be a single piece of cake , set neatly in the center of the container drizzled with a dark syrup that contrasted nicely with the fluffy white icing on top , making it look like something straight from a 5 star restaurant menu instead of a New Yorker's luggage
"Spiced pumpkin cake with homemade buttercream icing and a smidge of dark chocolate drizzle." the blonde said with a slight smile on her lips as she placed the container and a pair of sturdy plastic forks into the fluffy girl's hands "Share it if ya want, it's pretty good. Once had a big shot french chef come into my diner and tried it, kid you not he loved it so much he went loopy and left with his jacket on his head like a hat."
With that settled Sheila looked at the little s**t that thought it would be any kind of wise to drop a C bomb on her. Still Sheila could admit when she was wrong, and she had been. This kid did have stones between his legs, too bad they were apparently bigger than his brain today.
Her arm was barely a blur as she lashed out and wrapped her hand the one offering Junpei a drink, then as suddenly as she gripped his hand tightly causing the shot glass to break , sending vodka spilling onto the floor and into the deep wounds being dug into Yuri's hand by the various shards of glass.
"If you must know" Sheila said evenly , looking at the dark haired boy out of the corner of her eye, "I'm an a*****e because I had to grow up mean to protect my little brother from the other kids at school. Dont know if you've ever been to a NYC grade school but when kid's find out you mom's a crack whore you become a target pretty quick and when you do you either learn to take it and cry into a pillow or throw a punch and cuss 'em out. "
She turned to face Yuri as she squeezed his hand tighter , pushing the glass and alcohol further into his palm resulting in muffled crunches as more glass broke and the slow patter of blood landing on the ground between them
"And with mom being a crack loving skank I didn't have parents to teach me much so I pretty much raised myself and my little brother alone. My attitude is because I grew up having to fight just about anyone who thought a little girl would be an easy target in the big city. Now I'm not sure what mommy dearest taught you but it clearly wasn't common sense because you apparently thought it was any kind of appropriate to call a young lady, no matter how mean, a c**t, and didnt expect some kind of repercussion"
The very faint smell of cooking meat filled the air as Sheila's powers activated, causing the skin of her hands to rapidly heat up and burn what was in her grasp.
"I can't help but wonder, what exactly did you think was going to happen when you called me a c**t?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 6:02 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 6:13 pm
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 Yuri just barely felt the shot glasses being crushed into his hand, He just smiled some at Sheila in the weirdest way. "And let me tell you a little something about me, Have you ever seen the pain in a man's eyes and voice whose dying with Cancer only to hear that his final words were about wishing he had more time to know his son? Have you ever experienced rabies? It's not a treat in the very slightest. And trust me, my mother taught me everything she knew, in the most twisted and painful ways, Whipped for being off key while singing, playing violin or piano having over 300 pounds pushing me into a freezing lake for swimming, And don't even get me started on how she trained me to fight. All I can say is that I can take on the most skilled sambo fighters, and win, I fear women usually because of my mother, but you on the other hand, I hate, My life may have been hard but I don't act like an a*****e for it. Let me ask you one thing though, Do you know what it's like to bury your own father after your mother drunk herself to a black out?" He asked in a serious tone, as he wrenched his arm out of Shelia's grip, just pulling out the shards of glass without much of a wince and just briefly examining the burn on his forearm before headbutting her unexpectedly. |
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 6:18 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 6:30 pm
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x  -------------------------------------------------------------- ╞═══════════════>“Don't you even try to fuck with me”<═══════════════╡ Z let out a heavy sigh as he heard all of the commotion. He ran his fingers through his hair and looked up a bit, normally he would be in a great mood for this! But today is just not that day. When the woman crushed the man's hand, Z started making his way over. When the man attempted a headbutt on Sheila, Z was there before him. He placed his head down and allowed Yuri's head to connect with his own. The power of Durability sure has it's perks~ He offered a toothy grin to Yuri as he stared at the boy, then pushed him back with his own head. He placed his hands on his hips with no apparent luggage in sight, not even a mark on his head.
"Now, I may be one for fighting and all that s**t, but come on. First ******** day, there's a girl about to ******** piss herself, and you're just making everyone annoyed. Also, dude, you don't call a girl a c**t. Even I have more common sense than that. And chick, though you are oh so fine, you can't just go around making people bleed on the first day of seeing eachother's ugly a** faces. Now, the second day is another story~ Let's all just calm the ******** ******** down, and back the ******** ******** off, before you make these kids and teens regret ever coming here, where it's supposed to be a place where everyone is ACCEPTED, not terrified of being brutally murdered by Sun flower here or being yelled at and called names by mister big shot."
He said before sighing a bit. Man, too much work already. This sucked. a**. ╞═════════════>“I'll rip you a new one in the blink of an eye”<═════════════╡ ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- | Mood:// Annoyed | Location:// Train Station | Company:// |
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 6:39 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 7:16 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 13, 2015 7:19 pm
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Sheila was prepared to begin screaming "You want some of this you little Mama's b***h?!", but quickly found herself interrupted by another blonde, oddly enough using a weirdly effective combination of profanity and rationality.
Still breathing heavily, though her anger had far from peaked, Sheila looked over at a small girl curled up on a bench looking white as a sheet. Almost immediately Sheila felt a pang of shame and scoffed as she turned around and planted her butt back on her luggage. Honestly, she liked kids and usually went out of her way to treat them nicely and here she'd made one cry just by getting angry.
The blonde sighed angrily and rubbed her temples , great, now she felt bad and she had a headache. Awesome way to start the school year.
Further down the platform near a certain whimpering , lavender haired child, a soft pattering sound could be heard under the din of the dwindling argument as something seemed to be approaching her. The pattering suddenly stopped and was followed by a light clinking as something climbed its way up onto the metal bench and began sniffing the girl. If the poor terrified thing opened her eyes to investigate the source of the rapid and tiny blasts of warm air against her skin, she would see the cutest and fluffiest of creatures. A Red Panda, a young one at that, was standing next to Sachiko looking extra downy with its winter coat on and somehow more adorable that it normally looked the way its tongue hung from its mouth as it looked at her with its almost criminally fluffy tail swishing in the air behind it.
The creature let out a high piched "Meee!" sounding squeak before raising up on its hind legs with its font paws splayed out to the sides like an improvised YMCA dance. This little action allowed anyone who looked, a glimpse of the brown leather collar around the creature's neck and the gold nametag that simply read 'Coco"
The creature squeaked again and dropped onto all fours as it began hurriedly sniffing Sachiko once more before licking any inch of exposed skin it could.
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