Library

[Raxsus]

Raxsus Margaan

Walking with Rose back to the school. Raxsus wondered if anyone had even noticed that he'd moved his things out, or that he wasn't around for pretty much most of the day so far except for a few minutes to get his things. He also wondered if any of them really cared, he knew that he wouldn't have and with that thought he pushed it out of his mind. There was no sense in worrying what a bunch of kids thought about him anyway. He was sure to run into the usual suspects who would think of him as some kind of jar head and a hard-a**, though of course they would only see that if they gave him a reason. So far though he had barely seen any of the students, let alone talked to one. His only experience of this place was with Rose and she was occupying pretty much all of his time. Not that he minded that.

WHen the reached the library, he was silently impressed, the place was large and obviously had a large selection, but quality over quantity still popped into his head as he followed Rose up to the desk in the center. He let her do the talking and simply followed in the appointed direction. When they reached the bookcase that was to have something similar to what they were looking for, Raxsus began to skim over the titles.

"It's not so bad, at least it's only one bookcase."

He said with a sidelong grin at Rose. Then he went back to looking for the book. After a few minutes he found what he was looking for, everything was alphabetized with only a few books out of place so it wasn't hard for him to find, but the book was essentially a beginners guide to Tai Chi. He pulled it off of the shelf and flipped through a few of the pages to make sure that it was right, and when he discovered that it was mostly what he was looking for he tucked it under his arm and turned to Rose.

"Well now, that wasn't too hard right? I guess I owe you the snuggling now huh?"

He said with a soft chuckle. He didn't know exactly what she had in mind for that kind of thing, but he hoped that she didn't want to do it here, or at the school for that matter. It would feel a little too unprofessional in his opinion and if a student found him like that it would reflect badly on his largely non-existent reputation.

Alunary

 

[Staryr was Alunary]

S c a r l e t t R o s e // T h e W e r e w o l f

Fight!

Rose was flicking through the books, the thought of snuggling with Raxsus the only thing that kept her going, until her ears perked up at hearing he found what he wanted. She turned to him and saw he had a book under his arm, meaning that they could now leave and snuggle! When he said about owing her a snuggle she nodded quickly, smiling from ear to ear up at him. "Then lets go!" she chimed cheerfully as she took the book from the reception desk. The librarian scanned it through under Rose's name for now, Rose guessing that Raxsus might not have his library card yet, then handed it back to him with a grin. "Time for the snuggle you owe me," Rose teased, starting to walk out of the library. But on her walk out she wanted to see if she could grab Raxsus' attention. As she walked she swayed her hips, her tail moving along with them, before leaving the library.

[ Exit ]

Raxsus

 

[Raxsus]

Raxsus Margaan

Raxsus smiled at Rose's enthusiasm to leave. He knew what she wanted, and he could tell that she wasn't going to let anything stop her from getting it. He admired that determination in her and thinking on it, it was one of the things that he found attractive about her. When she set her mind to something, she was like a hunting wolf with the scent of fresh blood in it's nose, she would not let go of it until she captured her prey. Then he thought about that prey, it was him. That was a strange thought, but he paid it no literal mind, he knew that he wasn't really prey but it was still a little strange to be thinking of it like that anyway.

When he watched Rose check out the book he reminded himself to pick up a library card or at the very least get himself registered into the system when he actually started working. He suspected he would need something to do with the free time he thought he would have with his job running the gym. As they left, Raxsus couldn't help but chuckle softly when Rose teased him about cashing in on that snuggle, and as she was leaving she did something peculiar with her hips, and the movement was only enhanced by the sway of her tail and the shortness of her shorts. That, paired with knowing what she wanted from him his mind wandered and he blinked as followed her. At that point he couldn't decide if she was cruel for doing it, or if she was playing with him, but either way it was certainly alluring in the extreme.

[Exit}

Alunary

 

[TheLordOfLamps]

∫∈α ∩αkαɱυяα
Ӈɑȥʊӄɑϛʜɪ ∩єkσ
❝Floating towards the boy's lovely face, are thousands of dreams upon this earth, thousands of dreams.❞

Sea looked behind him to where the neko boy was pointing, then looked slightly to the side, and found a clock far above his head. "O-Oh . . . I guess I've kind of started to tune out the sound of a ticking clock. It was one of the things that annoyed me when I was young, so I eventually tuned it out." he said, soon calming his embarrassed voice. His feelings usually only showed in the first one or two words when he speaks, but then he drains them out of what he says. "Um . . . Sorry if this is offensive but . . . are you blind? I didn't notice before, because I thought your eyes were simply like that, beautiful and yellow, almost like the shinning sun . . ." he began, then caught himself. "I-I mean, your eyes are v-very pretty. I'll bet many admire them." Sea would not let himself become attached, nor would he let his small crush grow, neither let his compliments be misunderstood. Or taken as a sign that he liked the neko. He would hide it any way he could.

❝When hundreds of millions of years have passed, how many prayers will be returned to Earth?❞

I'm wandering around, aimlessly, in the library.
The people I shy away from, scared, are the beautiful neko boy.
While it is guarded, my heart remains to feel . . . different.
My face hidden, my true thoughts sealed, which are I will not, I must not . . . I can not.

The pink neko boy,
who makes my cheeks turn bright pink,
I cannot like him.

The boy with still eyes,
his cheeks turn bright pink as well,
or am I wishful?

PandoraHeartsLacie

Luna_Shimizu3100

Jepharo Benjiman Kampher

~Student~

~Stumbing, As I Felt My Way Throught The Darkness, I Noticed Something...~

Jepha Tried To Follow The Voice To The Source. After He Pinpointed It He Made A Better Guess As To Where The Boys Eyes Were. He Rubbed His Arm "I-Its Okay" He Smiled Shyly, "I Do The Same Thing. W-Well Not With The Clocks, B-but With Other Things" He Somehow Managed To Get The Words Out Of His Mouth Without Completely Failing. Jepharo Bit His Lip As The Boy Started To Speak Again. He Opened His Mouth To Stutter Out Another Awnser But Stopped Midway. His Face Flushed A Color Of Light Pink At The Boys Words. 'W-Wha?...' He Thought. When He Finaly Gained The Use Of His Vocals Back He Was About To Speak Again, But The Boy Said That His Plain Eyes Were Pretty And Admirable. At This Point Jepharo's Face Was A Brilliant Red Matching The Color Of What People Described As Roses. Now, Having His Chance To Speak Awnsered His First Question. "Yes, I A-Am Blind." He Looked Down At the Ground For A Minute Before Bringing His Head Back Up To Where It Was Previously. "And T-thank You? I Think?" He Didn't Exactly Know What To Make Of The Boys Words. Nobody Had Ever Said Such Things Of His Eyes Before. He Only Had Recieved Taunts That Haunted Him. Before He Could Get Lost Inside Of His Thoughts Of The Facelss Boy He Went Back To His Origional Inquiry, "D-Do You Know What The Time Might Be?" Even Though He Changed The Subject Pyschially Dosent Mean It Worked Mentally. His Mind Was Still Swimming With The Thought Of The Faceless Boy Who Lieked His Eyes.

~If I Have No Sense Of Dark Or Light, Then What Is This Darkness That I Feel?~

Hidden, Lost, In A Place Of Silence.
Though The Dark Called Sight, His Voice Reached Out.
A Voice Of Dispair, Hurt, Agony, Pain.
It Rolled Of Liek A Crashing Wave, From A Sea.


Suprised, His Face Painted Itsself
It The Paint Burned His Cheeks As He Stood, Nervous
The Shades Of Red That Arranged Themself Without A Brush
The Faceless Boy Painted, Painted A Picture Of Red

He Painted The Red On The Pink Neko's Cheeks
But He Kept The Red At A Safe Distance From Himself
He Avoided The Paintings Mysterious Red Tint
Beacuse He Prehaps Was Afraid The Stain Would Stick

 

[Lady Shimizu]

∫∈α ∩αkαɱυяα
Ӈɑȥʊӄɑϛʜɪ ∩єkσ
❝Floating towards the boy's lovely face, are thousands of dreams upon this earth, thousands of dreams.❞

Sea watched as the Neko's cheeks turned a dark rosy red, and his own cheeks soon matched at the sight. "I-It was a compliment . . . They really are quite beautiful . . ." he said, looking down, his ears twitching slightly as he heard the Neko ask a question, the question he could not answer. He looked at the window. "I-I think it's around lunch . . ." he guessed, then jumped as he heard the sound of incoming voices, and the hidden despair the few brought. Especially one of the girls. But he recovered as her happiness overcame her despair, drowning it out. For now. He then tilted his head up at a bookcase as a girl jumped up there, dangling her feet. He was intrigued as to why she would do such a thing, but it didn't concern him. What did was the despair of loneliness, the despair that was most common, sadly. It seemed the girl did not have any friends, but at least she was happy. He picked his journal back up and began scribbling about the emotions he just felt, what had just happened. He enjoyed recording his life. Then, if something bad happened, he could simply look back on something good that happened. He smiled to himself as he wrote about the Pink Neko, then realized he hadn't even introduced himself yet. So he stood and walked to the Pink Neko, til he was a few feet away, and bowed. "I'm Sea Nakamura. It's nice to meet you." he said politely, smiling, his cheeks still a dark red to match the Pink Neko's.

❝When hundreds of millions of years have passed, how many prayers will be returned to Earth?❞

I'm wandering around, aimlessly, in the Library
The people I shy away from, scared, are a Pink Neko, and one female.
While it is guarded, my heart remains to feel surprised.
My face hidden, my true thoughts sealed, which are What is that girl doing? Ah well. I think for now I shall call him Momoiro . . .

The pink Neko boy,
who makes my cheeks turn bright pink,
I cannot like him.

The boy with still eyes,
his cheeks turn bright pink as well,
or am I wishful?

Maybe I'm lucky . . .
For his cheeks were rosy red,
as he asked the time.

And though the clock ticks,
My ears ignore it, and I
am losing to him . . .

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PandoraHeartsLacie

 

[TheLordOfLamps]

Luna_Shimizu3100

Jepharo Benjiman Kampher

~Student~

~Stumbing, As I Felt My Way Throught The Darkness, I Noticed Something...~

Jepharo Tried Steadily To Calm The Flames Erupting On His Cheeks As He Spoke, But It Was For Nothing. And If Anything They Turned Deeper Than Ever. He Nodded Quickly And Opened His Mouth. "U-Uhm. Thanks." Nobody Had Ever Said Something Like That. For He Himself Knew That His Eyes Were Dull Without Expression. He Smiled Slightly And Nodded. "Thank You." He Said It With A Tick Of Confidence. His Ears Twitched As He Heard The Sound Of Scribbling Across Paper. The Sounds Were To Quiet To Make Out The Strokes. Who Was The Boy? He Wondered The Still Question To Himself. He Was Snapped Out From His Thoughts When He Felt A Small Bit Of Air Change In Front Of Him. He Was... Bowing? The Neko Nodded And Bowed As His Father Had Taught Him. "N-Nice To Meet You, S-Sea." He Said, Surprised By How Easily The Name Slipped From His Tongue. "I-I'm Jepharo Kampher." He Smiled Softly, His Brows Pulling Together Slightly. "But Most People Call Me Jepha I Guess." He Stayed His Flushed Red As He Leaned Back Up And His Ears Twitched Nervously At The Atmosphere. He Felt Slightly Nervous, But Then Again, He Was Sure His Face Already Gave It Away. He Blinked, Feeling His Eyes Dry Out, And He Swallowed His Throat Becoming Tight. He Felt A Strange Pull To The B-... Sea. It Was Almost Enough To Scare Him. He Hadn't Felt This Strange Emotion, But Being Use To New Things, He Pushed It Far Away, And Locked It Up Never To Be Seen Again.

~If I Have No Sense Of Dark Or Light, Then What Is This Darkness That I Feel?~

Hidden, Lost, In A Place Of Silence.
Though The Dark Called Sight, His Voice Reached Out.
A Voice Of Dispair, Hurt, Agony, Pain.
It Rolled Of Liek A Crashing Wave, From A Sea.


Suprised, His Face Painted Itsself
It The Paint Burned His Cheeks As He Stood, Nervous
The Shades Of Red That Arranged Themself Without A Brush
The Faceless Boy Painted, Painted A Picture Of Red

He Painted The Red On The Pink Neko's Cheeks
But He Kept The Red At A Safe Distance From Himself
He Avoided The Paintings Mysterious Red Tint
Beacuse He Prehaps Was Afraid The Stain Would Stick

The Boys Name Rolled Of His Tongue,
Leaving A Slight Flicker Of Something.
It Was An Unknown Something,
And He Couldn't Help But To Fear It.

But Yet, Even Through This Fear,
He Found A Stroke Of Comfort.
He Felt Himself Being Pulling In By The Name,
As If He Were Being Dragged By The Sea.

 

[Lady Shimizu]

∫∈α ∩αkαɱυяα
Ӈɑȥʊӄɑϛʜɪ ∩єkσ
❝Floating towards the boy's lovely face, are thousands of dreams upon this earth, thousands of dreams.❞

Sea smiled when he heard Momoiro's name. His cheeks were still a dark red as he was silent as the conversation ended, putting away both versions of Momoiro's name for reference. He'd call him Momoiro in his head, but he'd call him Jepharo when referring to him out loud. He didn't want Momoiro to get angry with him. Soon the silence became too much and Sea decided he should speak. "Um . . . I think there are some books here with Braille . . . If you wanted to read something . . ." he suggested softly, unsure of how Momoiro would respond. Sea himself loved reading, but never anything scary or depressing, always something happy and funny, like comedy books. He loved comedy books. He had been reading one earlier when Momoiro had walked in. Oh yeah! The book! He had forgotten all about it! Sea rushed to where he had left the comedy book, and he picked it up. He slid it back into the bookshelf, remembering where it was. He then turned back to Momoiro. "So . . . there are some comedy books in the Braille section I think . . ." Sea said, smiling, a bit skittish. He wanted to be nice to Momoiro, even though he felt this little flutter in his heart of something . . . but he brushed it away, locked his heart from all entry. But he could feel something had already gotten in . . . He just couldn't tell what it was. And that scared him.

❝When hundreds of millions of years have passed, how many prayers will be returned to Earth?❞

I'm wandering around, aimlessly, in the Library.
The people I shy away from, scared, are a female on a bookcase, and Momoiro.
While it is guarded, my heart remains to feel happiness, reserve, but something else as well . . .
My face hidden, my true thoughts sealed, which are What is this feeling?

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PandoraHeartsLacie

 

[TheLordOfLamps]

Luna_Shimizu3100

Jepharo Benjiman Kampher

~Student~

~Stumbing, As I Felt My Way Throught The Darkness, I Noticed Something...~

Jepharo's Ears Twitched Slightly As He Heard Sea Move About. He Smiled When He Was Told That The Library Had Braille. Jepha's Smile Extended When he Had Heard They Were Comedy Book. He Loved Them. He Wasn't Exactly A Big Fan Of Horror Books Or Sad Ones. His Father Always Knew When He Felt Bad From Them. He Chewed His Lip, Realizing That He Would Have To Ask Sea For Help On Finding To Braille Section. He Felt A Small Surge Of Nerves Consume Him As He Spoke. "U-Uhm... Would You Happen To Know Where The Braille Section Is?" He Spoke Quietly, Not Confident In His Own Voice. He Blushed Furiously And His Heart Pounded In His Chest, Leaving A Fluttering In His Stomach. He Hoped He Wasn't Causing Sea Any Trouble. "I-If That's Okay With Y-You..." He Stuttered Out, Not Wanting To Impose, But Ultimately Wanting To Be Near Him. Jepha Didn't Understand This Sudden Attraction He Had Towards Sea, So He Had Decided To Divulge It, And Learn What It Meant.

~If I Have No Sense Of Dark Or Light, Then What Is This Darkness That I Feel?~

Hidden, Lost, In A Place Of Silence.
Though The Dark Called Sight, His Voice Reached Out.
A Voice Of Dispair, Hurt, Agony, Pain.
It Rolled Of Liek A Crashing Wave, From A Sea.


Suprised, His Face Painted Itsself
It The Paint Burned His Cheeks As He Stood, Nervous
The Shades Of Red That Arranged Themself Without A Brush
The Faceless Boy Painted, Painted A Picture Of Red

He Painted The Red On The Pink Neko's Cheeks
But He Kept The Red At A Safe Distance From Himself
He Avoided The Paintings Mysterious Red Tint
Beacuse He Prehaps Was Afraid The Stain Would Stick

The Boys Name Rolled Of His Tongue,
Leaving A Slight Flicker Of Something.
It Was An Unknown Something,
And He Couldn't Help But To Fear It.

But Yet, Even Through This Fear,
He Found A Stroke Of Comfort.
He Felt Himself Being Pulling In By The Name,
As If He Were Being Dragged By The Sea.

 

[Lady Shimizu]

∫∈α ∩αkαɱυяα
Ӈɑȥʊӄɑϛʜɪ ∩єkσ
❝If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy?❞

Sea became a bit too happy when he saw how he had made Momoiro smile, and even made his smile broaden. It felt good to make people happy, wonderful, but this was . . . different. Sea felt something he had never felt before, not truly. His cheeks seemed to darken even more, and he inwardly worried about what it was that had sneaked inside his heart while he wasn't looking . . . He was brought out of his worried thoughts by Momoiro's slightly stuttering and cute voice--No no, not cute, not cute--asking him if he could help. Sea felt thrilled that he could help Momoiro. Especially since Momoiro had refused help earlier. "Of course, I'd be happy to accompany you there if you'd like!" he said, a bit too enthusiastically. "I usually bring a book or two from the regular Comedy Section, and read it in the Braille Section. It's usually quite over there, so it's the perfect place for reading!" He was excited, more than he had been in a very long time. He couldn't even remember the last time he had felt this way. Excitement, happiness, and . . . something painfully sweet . . .

❝If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?❞

I'm foolishly entranced by him in the Library.
With the one who has my heart, others are nonexistent.
The key to my heart of cliches stolen, with love there is . . . happiness?
My mind now open to new and amazing possibilities, I think If I welcome this feeling . . . What will happen to me?

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PandoraHeartsLacie

 

[TheLordOfLamps]

Luna_Shimizu3100

Jepharo Benjiman Kampher

~Student~

~Stumbing, As I Felt My Way Throught The Darkness, I Noticed Something...~

Jepharo Felt A Small Amount Of Heat Radiating From Sea, It Was Comforting, But It Also Held Something He Didn't Quite Understand. But Also Inside Of Himself, He Was Battered By His Body And Mind. He Found Himself Wanting To Approach The Warmth, And To Let Himself Consume The Rolling Waves Of Emotion And Heat He Felt From The Boy. He Smiled Softly At The Enthusiasm He Heard From Sea, And He Nodded Back. "I Prefer Comedy, It Keeps Me In High Spirits." He Chirped. He Turned To Walk Towards It. "Ah.." He Giggled Lightly, A Blush Consuming His Face. "Where Is It?" He Smiled Sheepishly And Scratched The Area Behind His Ear. He Didn't Know Why He Was So Embarrassed By Him, But He Was. He Felt Himself Being Pulled In By The Mystery Of Sea, And His Kindness And Enthusiasm. He Felt Himself Overwhelmed By Emotions That He Didn't Understand. Buy Even So, They Didn't Both Him. They Were Warm...

~If I Have No Sense Of Dark Or Light, Then What Is This Darkness That I Feel?~

Hidden, Lost, In A Place Of Silence.
Though The Dark Called Sight, His Voice Reached Out.
A Voice Of Dispair, Hurt, Agony, Pain.
It Rolled Of Liek A Crashing Wave, From A Sea.


Suprised, His Face Painted Itsself
It The Paint Burned His Cheeks As He Stood, Nervous
The Shades Of Red That Arranged Themself Without A Brush
The Faceless Boy Painted, Painted A Picture Of Red

He Painted The Red On The Pink Neko's Cheeks
But He Kept The Red At A Safe Distance From Himself
He Avoided The Paintings Mysterious Red Tint
Beacuse He Prehaps Was Afraid The Stain Would Stick

The Boys Name Rolled Of His Tongue,
Leaving A Slight Flicker Of Something.
It Was An Unknown Something,
And He Couldn't Help But To Fear It.

He Wished To Feel The Waves Of The Sea
So He Cast The Color Of Rose Upon Himself,
And Dived In The Deep Ocean,
Letting Himself Become Consumed By A Tingling

 

[Lady Shimizu]

∫∈α ∩αkαɱυяα
Ӈɑȥʊӄɑϛʜɪ ∩єkσ
❝If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy?❞

Sea was thrilled by the fact that he had made Momoiro smile, and that Momoiro liked Comedy as well. He even related to him . . . He felt his heart beating faster and faster, though he didn't understand why. He wasn't stressed, nor ner-well, maybe he was a little nervous . . . Alright, very, very nervous . . . And the reason was Momoiro . . . He smiled at Momoiro. "Right this way." he said, bowing like a butler, or some other servant. His face was then completely covered in red, especially his cheeks, when he realized they'd be alone in the Braille Section . . . Though he didn't know why that made him blush so fervently . . .

❝If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?❞

I'm foolishly entranced by him in the library.
With the one who has my heart, others are nonexistent.
The key to my heart of cliches stolen, with love there is nervousness.
My mind now open to new and amazing possibilities, I think I'm falling . . . falling so far for him . . .

There once was a boy,
with cheeks as red as a rose . . .
who foolishly fell.

Farther he fell, and
soon was overcome with joy . . .
At seeing his smile . . .

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PandoraHeartsLacie

 

[TheLordOfLamps]

Luna_Shimizu3100

Ɉзρʜɑяϕ βзɴʝɪɱɑɴ Ӄɑɱρʜзя
Ӎɸɱɸɪяɸ

"~Stumbing, As I Felt My Way Throught The Darkness, I Noticed Something...~"

Jepharo Smiled Brightly In Thanks. He Felt The Air Distort And He Couldn't Help Imagine That He Was Bowing Like One Of His Fathers Helpers. Why Would...? He Shook It Off And Began To Follow Sea To The Brail Section. His Hips Bumped Into A Table, From His Distracted Thoughts, And He Jumped Slightly, And He Gripped Onto Sea's Arm. His Blushed Decided To Flutter Up To His Ears And He Chewed His Lip, Looking Towards The Ground. Why Would He Do Something So Stupid?! He Yelled At Himself Mentally And Tried Not To Think Of What Sea Would Say. His Body Radiated Embarrassment From Him Getting Afraid So Easily.

"~If I Have No Sense Of Dark Or Light, Then What Is This Darkness That I Feel?~"

Hidden, Lost, In A Place Of Silence.
Though The Dark Called Sight, His Voice Reached Out.
A Voice Of Dispair, Hurt, Agony, Pain.
It Rolled Of Liek A Crashing Wave, From A Sea.

Suprised, His Face Painted Itself
The Paint Burned His Cheeks As He Stood, Nervous
The Shades Of Red That Arranged Themself Without A Brush
The Faceless Boy Painted, Painted A Picture Of Red

The Boys Name Rolled Of His Tongue,
Leaving A Slight Flicker Of Something.
It Was An Unknown Something,
And He Couldn't Help But To Fear It.


He Wished To Feel The Waves Of The Sea
So He Cast The Color Of Rose Upon Himself,
And Dived In The Deep Ocean,
Letting Himself Become Consumed By A Tingling

His Heart Clenched At The Painters Words
And The Red Dissolved Into His Ears,
Warming Up The Ocean Around Him.
And He Silently Pray For Him Not To Notice

 

[Saelie]

❥xS E R AxxT H O R N E

I'm in love,
with a fairy tale
Even though it hurts

Upon entering the library, Sera sighed in disappointment that there were others already inside. Two males, presumably a couple. At least they looked that way to her, all cherry-faced and couple-y in the braille section. It was disgusting, really. She hated seeing couples, or happy people in general. Still, she forced down a gag, and smiled oh-so-sugary-sweet as she passed by the two and into the sorcery section. Hopefully she'd find an anti-cupid spell and disintegrate every pair of love birds she came across.

Running her hands along the spines of every book in the row, she pulled out the thickest book in the section and flipped through it, blowing dust off the ancient text. Unlike the spell book she had lost before, the words were all in Latin. Luckily, she was fluent. Glancing around, she shrunk the book, slipping it into her dress, and discreetly adjusting her top so it didn't pop out of her chest. It didn't count as stealing if it was from the school library, right? It's not like they had to pay for the books or anything. Maybe while she was at it, she could grab a few of the elemental ones too...

Cause I don’t care
if I lose my mind
I’m already cursed...

Mood ♥ : IrritatedxxLocation ✿ : LibraryxxWith ➔ : xxx

 

[Lady Shimizu]

∫∈α ∩αkαɱυяα
Ӈɑȥʊӄɑϛʜɪ ∩єkσ
❝If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy?❞

Sea was a bit startled when Momoiro jumped and clung to him. He started to worry. "Are you alright, Jepharo?" he asked, calling Momoiro's name for the first time. "Did you get bruised?" He thought that the reason why Momoiro had clung onto him was because he was in pain, not because he was afraid. He had only noticed Momoiro bumping into the table, so he had assumed Momoiro was hurt. He hadn't noticed the dark shade of red on Momoiro's ears and cheeks. The only thing on his mind was worry. He felt a bit of resentment towards the girl who had just passed by without helping, but she might not have known the situation, or wasn't sure how to help. He wasn't going to hold a grudge. But her smile had seemed fake. Sea turned his attention back to Momoiro, fretting over whether Momoiro was okay or not.

❝If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?❞

I'm foolishly entranced by him in the Library
With the one who has my heart, others are nonexistent.
The key to my heart of cliches stolen, with love there is anxiety.
My mind now open to new and amazing possibilities, I think I hope Momoiro isn't injured . . .

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PandoraHeartsLacie

 

[TheLordOfLamps]

Luna_Shimizu3100

Ɉзρʜɑяϕ βзɴʝɪɱɑɴ Ӄɑɱρʜзя
Ӎɸɱɸɪяɸ

"~Stumbing, As I Felt My Way Throught The Darkness, I Noticed Something...~"

Jepharo's Face, Still FLushed Looked Up Towards Sea Face. He Swallowed The Lump That Had Formed As He Stopped Tears And He Nodded Softly. "I-I'm Fine, Sea." His Name Felt Like Honey On His Tongue. He Looked Towards The Ground And Shuffled His Feet. "Don't Worry About It... It Just.. Uh.. Startled Me, Thats All." He Then Realized That He Was Still Clutching Onto Sea And He Quickly Dropped His Grip And Let His Hands Fiddle With Themselves. He Felt Nervous As That Alien Felling Entered His Stomach, And Bubbling Up To His Chest. He Was A Bit Scared Of These Strange Feelings But He Couldn't Avoid Them, So In Turn, He Just Went Along With It. Sure They Were Strange, But They Were Warm, And He Liked The Warmth That Emitted From Sea. "S-Sorry." He Mumbled, He Hadn't Meant To Cling To Him After All.

"~If I Have No Sense Of Dark Or Light, Then What Is This Darkness That I Feel?~"

Hidden, Lost, In A Place Of Silence.
Though The Dark Called Sight, His Voice Reached Out.
A Voice Of Dispair, Hurt, Agony, Pain.
It Rolled Of Liek A Crashing Wave, From A Sea.

Suprised, His Face Painted Itself
The Paint Burned His Cheeks As He Stood, Nervous
The Shades Of Red That Arranged Themself Without A Brush
The Faceless Boy Painted, Painted A Picture Of Red

The Boys Name Rolled Of His Tongue,
Leaving A Slight Flicker Of Something.
It Was An Unknown Something,
And He Couldn't Help But To Fear It.


He Wished To Feel The Waves Of The Sea
So He Cast The Color Of Rose Upon Himself,
And Dived In The Deep Ocean,
Letting Himself Become Consumed By A Tingling

His Heart Clenched At The Painters Words
And The Red Dissolved Into His Ears,
Warming Up The Ocean Around Him.
And He Silently Pray For Him Not To Notice


It Had Bubbled Up Inside Him, Making Its Way Up
He Was Afraid Of These New Emotions
Where They Bad, For They Certainly Felt Strange?
Yet They Were Warm, So Should He Rejoice?
But Being Left With No Other Choice,
He Just Simply Went Along With Them.