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He shook his head. "Never asked. If ya want to keep the memory of some other guy who sparked your interest, asking about it would just make me seem petty and jealous." He shrugged. "So....yeah."

Zero stepped out casting her eyes at them. “Good grief.” She muttered. She wore a skirt similar to Anna’s only the red was more saturated color, two belts hung off her hips. Very saturated actually. Her top was sleeveless button up with black and white vertical striped a black widow brooch at her throat. Her shoes WERE high heels, black buckled up the front. They looked difficult to manage but she somehow managed to move in a kind of unnerving precision. Elbow length plain leather gloves, and a top hat with buckles as well pulled down low over her face shadowing over her yellow eyes entirely. Her white hair was pulled back in a French braid and tied off with a black ribbon. Her lips were also stained black, and a single one of her wings was folded neatly against her back SEVERLY down scaled, from like 25 feet to 25 inches. She folded her arms over her chest leaning back one foot.

Italia came out again too. “Be nice Zero.” She said mildly. “We’re just waiting on Jistin.” She said.

"No," she said softly, referring to the sister comment, and sounding as if she was talking to herself. "It wasn't." She then took in a deep breath and looked over at Italia and Zero. "I think Italia would be most helpful in that regard," she suggest. "I think I already said this, but I'm no good at those things."

((By the by, if you guys happen to be on, oh, I don't know, six thirty to maybe elven or twelve tonight, I know a certain girl who will defiantly be on. It's mandatory for band to play at all home football games, which is tonight, but I like playing sports, not watching them, so I get terribly bored. And since I have my new phone that has the inter-web on it, I will defiantly be on trying to fight off the boredom. And I know a certain roleplay that could help. biggrin But the posting will probably be slow because, one, I'm still not that fast with the keyboard on my phone and, two, I have to actually play a song every once in awhile.))

“Sorry guys!” Jistin called still from in the gummi. When she came into view, her islander skin had paled dramatically save for her rosey cheeks. Two dark lines extended from each corner of her mouth down to her chin, and two more curved lines tracing where the top of her eye was on her eyelids, both immitating a very mechanical look. Her green-and-gold outfit was replaced with a severly muted and tattered dress of the same colors. She had the appearance of a neglected porcelin doll [that had witnessed murder], with a crack extending from under her left eye to down under the same ear. Her hazel eyes were wide and unblinking, nearly hollow-looking, and her white tights displayed many runs. Nearly everything, including her scuffed forest green character shoes, was speckled with blood. Her petticoat was torn and deflated, the strips of fabric hanging down to been seen from under her top skirt, and a single had-been-puffly sleeve was nearly ripped from its seem and hung off her shoulder. “Sorry if I took a while everyone,” she apologized again when she came up to them, “Did I miss out on much?”

Anna smirked as he entered the ship and then looked at the others. "I see I'm the only one without a sense of fashion," she muttered to herself. She shook her head and smiled, "Oh, well."

((Just letting you guys know that I am on, but it will probably take forever for me to post. Sorry in advance.))

"That was an interesting thing to blurt out," Anna commented looking at Italia seriously. "Our inner other worried about you? And more importantly, why?"

Anna didn't lift her serious and concerned gaze. "If you're sure," she said. "But you're among friends." Her gaze slid to Zero for a moment and then returned. "Know that, okay?"

((Sorry it took me so long to reply. Something about school sucks up my phones energy. Yes, my phone is dying because of school. Because of that, I had to turn it off during half time. I'm sorry, I feel like I'm wasting your time sad ))

Hotaru sighed as he let enough of the dark energy flow through him to change his appearance. He smirked as he scooped his hair back, and caught sight of his reflection. "Now doesn't this just bring back all sorts of memories...." As he opened the door to the ship, he called out for Italia. "Alright, maybe not everything I asked for is needed. I'll leave that up to the master of design." He kept himself hidden from view.

((Just to bug ya Ichy.))

He was wearing black fitted jeans, a dark crimson dress shirt, rolled up to mid forearm, black boots, and black fingerless gloves with the knuckles fitted with silver studs. Due to the dark energy, his hair had grown longer, and his normally crimson eyes wear the vibrant ice blue.