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 Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2010 12:00 pm
Nestled in one of the more laid back districts of Death City, near the academy where a lot of sensible students would have an apartment. Pretty typical for your not so typical demon sword although its on the second floor and the only entrance is on the small fire escape like platform via the stairs. Inside things are pretty bare right now and not only because he just moved in.
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 8:03 pm
Emilia looked around curiously as she walked with him. Taking some steps up a flight of stairs to get to the second story of the apartment complex. She followed behind him as she smiled faintly at the back of his head. Everything felt much more calmer, she felt much more confident. She would be the strongest with him, it was eternally decided. Although, she didn't really have anything to say as they made their way to his place.
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 8:31 pm
"We're here." He stated simply as he opened the door and walked inside. There wasn't much else here.... "So anyway this is my place. Its kinda between the school and your auntie's restaurant isn't it?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 9:16 pm
Emilia nodded lightly at his informing as she stood next to him in his apartment. She looked around faintly, peering around curiously. "Yeah, it is. That's sort of weird.." Emilia mumbled lightly as she gazed up at him. "Do you need any help with anything in death city? You really just moved in." Asking really nicely as she smiled cheerfully.
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 9:30 pm
"Uhhh...no, not that I can think of. I mean, this city isn't all that big and I've been living around here all my life anyway. Thanks for the offer though." He was being particularly mindful, remembering to thank her even though he was such an independent. Moving across the room he asked "Did you want anything...?"
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Posted: Sat May 01, 2010 12:41 pm
"You're welcome, and no I don't need anything." She said in a meek voice as she smiled over at him, holding her hands in front of herself. Looking around as his sort of empty apartment, wondering where his family was. Though, she wouldn't pressure him if he didn't want to talk about it. Glancing over at him, she grinned lightly. "Actually...can I have a glass of water?"
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 11:39 pm
"Mizu?" He blinked and hung his head, hiding his eyes behind his bangs before moving closer with an odd gait. When he looked up again saying "You want water?!" drawing out the words and rising in tone towards the end like some crazy person. His eyes had darkened and his whole expression seemed paler and slightly terrifying, his striking features twisted into something frightening. He just kept looking at her like that.
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Posted: Mon May 03, 2010 3:59 pm
She raised an eyebrow suspiciously as she twiddled in nose in slight amusement. Had he finally cracked? "I do want water." Speaking in a calm tone, with a fustrated click of her tongue. Her grapey-orbs watching the guy with a patient serene mood as she crossed her arms against her chest. Was he playing around, gone insane, or trying to get her frightened? Either way, Emilia Versaiset did not know what the poor boy was doing. He was such a mystery.
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 8:32 pm
His expression suddenly drooped and became very long. It was not a look of amusement. He was obviously very disappointed. "Well, you're no fun. Plain and ordinary, just like boring old water." Turning his back on her with that remark before he rushed off to the kitchen to fetch a glass of water. "My preferred drink of choice is, of course, milk." The sound of gushing water from a faucet.
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 8:51 pm
She shook her head and quietly chuckled. "At least I'm something. Plain and ordinary is fine for me. I'm acting my normal self." She protested a little as she glanced over to him. With her hands in her lap as she narrowed her eyes slightly at him.
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 8:59 pm
"Remember how I said you ought to be yourself before? Well, loosen up some." Walking back in but hanging at the doorway "Its not like you can't ask for a soda or something. You're being way too polite if all you ask for is water." Keeping the glass to himself for now.
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 9:23 pm
Her eyes widened slightly in surprise, how did he know she was hiding that? She usually asked for water when she wanted to be polite. "Fine. Give me a grape soda, pronto." Demanding lightly as she crossed her arms, as was truly expressing herself. Giving up the sweet and polite act she usually had. Grape soda was her favorite beverage to drink, the only she would ever drink besides water.
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 9:41 pm
"So sorry!" Cracking a smile "There's a rule in my place about drinks--milk, juice, or water. I don't have any soda." Crossing over and holding out the glass for her by the rim. "Besides, water is better for you, and don't look so surprised. Its not uncommon for a person to ask for water when they're trying to be polite."
((Try taking the glass xD
Type! Just type and everything will become easier!))
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 3:42 pm
She couldn't help but puff lightly with a small chuckle and shake her head. Reaching for the glass of water as she grasped it carefully, pressing the rim to her lips. Taking a considerate amount of a sip as she set it down on her thigh to rest and she still held it. "You have a lovely complex." Emilia merely commented as she looked up at him and smiled fully, amused really.
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 3:47 pm
"Hmm...?" He was busying himself back in the kitchen, trying to appear homely probably but really just getting himself a glass of milk. When he came back he sat down beside her and asked nonchalantly "Which one? My God complex or my perfectionism?" Smiling as he drank from his glass slowly.
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