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 Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 2:41 pm
Mayu had found herself at the HQ more often than usual these days, and today was one of those days. Ah, the freedom was a blessing! The pink Legend skipped merrily down the sidewalk, wondering just who she would see at the headquarters today. Last time it had been Loki, and the time before Paestri; she was looking forward to meeting even more new people.
Yanking open the front door, Mayu dashed in with glee. Was there anyone to be found in the large building on such a day?
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 2:48 pm
The loud and abnoxious clashing of pots says that there is, in fact, someone else present at the Headquarters.
Ink grins with an insane pleasure about him as he creates the noise, kicking and punching and clanging the silver pots and pans together. He is in an unusually happy mood - that is, he hasn't yet destroyed anything today, and that in itself is an improvement.
"BANG BANG," he hoots, though his voice is lost amongst the noise.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 3:37 pm
The loud uproar emanating from the unseen location gave Mayu quite a spook, being accustomed to the quietness of her own home.
Drifting about the building, the girl tried to seek out the source of the loud clatter, though it was a bit hard because of the echo effect in the empty building. The sound bounced off the walls, making it near-impossible to pinpoint the exact location from which the loud ruckus was coming from.
"Hello?" Mayu called, hoping to get a reply. She wasn't quite sure if the sounds had masked her voice, so she attempted another call, this time louder.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 6:46 pm
The pots and pans clang loudly as they're dropped. Ink looks up, bewildered, at the doorway connecting to the kitchen, the place where he has taken up residence over the last few weeks. His eyes, currently a vibrant green, search as far as his underdeveloped vision will allow. He'd heard someone..
And no one breeches onto his territory! Shoving aside a pot, he falls onto his palms and crawls quickly toward the doorway, his eyebrows knitted in a grumpy disposition. His fun won't be ruined by some.. whatever it is!
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 7:25 pm
What was this? The noises had stopped! Mayu's ears thanked whatever higher being there was in the world for the moment of silence, the sudden void filled for a brief moment with ringing.
Stopping in her spot for a few minutes, Mayu checked to confirm that the manic beat was finally over. She turned out of the hallway and slipped back into the living room -- she needed a seat. The deafening noises were exhausing, as it was.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 8:05 pm
Expertly navigating the connecting hallways, Ink takes the fastest possible route to the living room. For some reason or another, it is always the first destination for trespassers, so why should that be different today? Peering into the room around the ridged wooden door frame, he narrows his eyes and searches for the offender he knows is there.
Seeing nothing immediately, he ducks back behind the wall, and, with only a brief pause, breaks out into a crawl again. He ducks behind the well worn armchair swiftly with a determination set on exposing and hopefully terrorizing this trespasser.
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2006 7:00 am
Curled upon the comfy sofa, Mayu yawned a sleepy yawn. No wonder Kimiko had immediately taken her seat there whenever she visited the headquarters -- it was so soft and fluffy!
Even though she was sitting in what she had dubbed as the comfiest seat in whe world, Mayu could not help but be bored. At least at home, she had her little sister to play with! Debating on whether or not to leave the HQ, Mayu left herself as an open target to flying trajectories, land attacks, and one pink-hating baby.
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Posted: Fri May 19, 2006 12:08 pm
And so, with this welcome invitation for mischief, Ink delivers just what the pink thing wants. With soft grunts, he climbs as he taught himself how up to short side of the couch speedily. Although his hands and knees sink into the cushions and slow him down, he barrels at Mayu as fast as his tiny body will allow.
"RWARR," he howls, white-blonde hair flying every which way. He bites the closest exposed pink fabric on the girl that he can reach, sinking newly grown teeth in as best he can.
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Posted: Fri May 19, 2006 2:54 pm
"How cute!" Mayu laughed, peering down at the baby. She had a fondness for little things, especially cute little babies.
"Clothes are not for eating!" The girl scolded playfully, wagging her finger at the child. What a cute one this was!
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 5:17 am
Ink seethes of anger when his efforts don't earn him a scream or a howl. He chews harder in a more fleshy spot, looking constantly up at the pink thing's face for any type of reaction.
"Bleugh," he spits, shoving himself away. He narrows his now maroon eyes, tiny hands balled in fists, and furrows his eyesbrows. "b***h!"
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 10:04 am
"Ow!" Mayu cried, feeling a sting of pain as the baby's sharp teeth sank into her flesh. She frowned, babies were such cute little things! What had she done to get on the bad side of this one?
"How did a little kid like you learn a swear word?" She inquired, peering down at Ink. Her arm was still sore from the baby's bite, and she rubbed it ferociously, though it didn't seem to help.
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 5:28 pm
A smug look washes over Ink's face, and he pushes himself up taller, proudly. This sort of thing makes him feel good, when the other person is feeling shittier than he is.
"Ow," he sneers with a cruel laugh, crawling so he's adjacent to her. He blinks twice and when he looks back at her, his eyes are a pale orange. "Nyahhh, b***h! b***h, yooh ah!"
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Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 6:20 pm
Giving a forced smile, Mayu wondered why this little baby was so... so rude! The little tykes were supposed to be bundles of sugar and love, not little balls of hate!
Well, maybe she should stick around for a little longer, try to see if the kid was just putting on a tough act or if he really was mean.
"No, Mayu. Mah-yoo." The silver-haired girl peered down at Ink with a frown.
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 7:24 am
Ink scoffs, raising an opened hand up at Mayu's face. He can't quite reach, or he would either bang her nose or snap off one of those annoying sticks.
White-blonde hair hugs his cheeks, and his eyes glower a brighter orange. "Yooh icky," he says with fake charm, grinning cruelly to match.
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 10:44 am
"Yes, I icky." Mayu mimicked in baby talk, holding up her own hand. She glances over to the window, watching a small bird flutter about on a nearby tree. She didn't associate with babies very often, so hadn't a clue as to what to do or say to the little tyke.
"Are you here alone?" she asked, having half a mind to dump him off with someone if he shook his head no. She was becoming rather... bored.
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