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 Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 6:30 pm
Mizi's eyes lit up with a bit of surprise at the new face and easily understood the other's jerking away. Unlike the previous day, this time he wasn't so offended, knowing it wasn't actually him that was a problem. Mizi went to his coffee and drink station quietly and while working without words, he couldn't help a smile as the scents of breakfast and pizza alike drifted over his senses. When the new boy returned, Mizi watched him through the corner of his eye.
... Clearly, the other didn't know his way around the kitchen. Mizi's usual sense of compassion slipped in and he hit the brew on automatic before turning toward Hikari.
"Hey, do you need some help with anything?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 16, 2006 9:23 am
Hikari looked at the one who was talking to him and then looked away quickly and started looking faster. He kept on getting nervous because hes not use to being around people that much and felt skittish. He then faught over his fears and said "ummmmm......yea do yall know where the cups are?" he said. His southern accent he hated it so he shut up pretty fast and started looking again.
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Posted: Tue Sep 19, 2006 9:45 am
Mizi glanced over at Slaine, wondering if the other had seen the boy around before.
Finding the southern drawl somewhat endearing, Mizi couldn't help but want to help Hikari more. "It's in the cabinet to the right of the refrigerator," he instructed, making a gesture toward the said cabinet with his hand.
Slaine's comment drew his violet eyes back upon his new beau's pancake creation. He saw the chocolate chips... Sugar in the coffee; chocolate chips in the pancakes...
"Must you have everything sweet, Slaine? You'll rot your teeth," he lightly scolded.
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Posted: Tue Sep 19, 2006 3:17 pm
Slaine looked over his shoulder at Mizi with widely innocent eyes, like a child caught in the cookie jar before dinner. A finger came to his mouth and he sucked off a smudge of pancake batter. "Fine, Mizi.. Maybe I'll make your pancakes with lemon juice and vinegar while mine are delectably sweet," he said, playfully sticking his tongue out at the brown-haired boy.
"Would that please your bitter tastes while I joyfully continue rotting my teeth to the roots?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 20, 2006 9:28 am
Mizi gaped dramatically at the so called 'offense' of that protruding tongue. "Ew, Slaine! That's disgusting. No vinegar for me, thank you," he responded, folding his arms defensively over his chest. Leaning back against the counter, Mizi teased him in return, "Buuut if you do rot your teeth.... I won't kiss you, mister."
The brunette felt rather pleased with himself for the low reply.
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Posted: Wed Sep 20, 2006 2:22 pm
Slaine's lower lip puckered pitifully at Mizi's declaration. "Fine," he muttered, his tone sounding terribly upset. "I thought it would make me taste all the sweeter, but if that's how you feel about it.. I guess I just won't eat anything anymore.. Ever." He leaned his upper body over onto the counter, burying his head in folded arms to hide his face.
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Posted: Wed Sep 20, 2006 5:29 pm
Mizi's eyes widened with how upset the other sounded! It made him feel horrible... guilty... discompassionate. The brunette's considerate demeanor couldn't bear the idea of making Slaine upset-- even if it only was for the smallest of things. Mizi started, pushing himself off the counter and inching closer to the waiter. "S-Slaine, I-... come on, don't be like that," he pleaded, "I didn't mean it!"
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Posted: Fri Sep 22, 2006 2:40 pm
"Well.." he started, peeking a single eye out from the crook of his arm. "Does that mean you'd still kiss me even if I rotted my teeth to the core?" Of course, he'd never do such a thing. He was pleased with himself for keeping his teeth in a pearly whites condition even after eating sweets day after day. "You wouldn't want to go to someone else with better teeth than me?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 23, 2006 10:12 am
Mizi put his hands on his hips, realizing what was going on here. "Slaine Tantras!" he exclaimed, scolding the other in his own astonishment, "Are you testing my affection?" He, right next to the younger male, leaned over and murmured in his ear, "Of course I wouldn't! I l---..." Mizi silenced himself almost immediately, however. He'd almost forgotten how sensitive Slaine was about public displays of affection. God forbid anyone should hear what he was going to say. Mizi stood back up and leaned the small of his back against the counter. He sighed softly. "Of course I wouldn't go with someone who had the most gorgeous of teeth over you. Okay?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 23, 2006 10:51 am
Well, it seemed Mizi had caught on rather quickly afterall. Feeling the violet-eyed boys breath retreating away from his ear, Slaine didn't know if he wanted to smile or pout. He had a very good idea of what Mizi was going to say. Part of him wanted him to continue with the rest, but he knew he his cheeks would have lit up like a flame. "Okay, okay.. I believe you," he said, pushing himself away from his slouched position on the counter. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to continue making sugar-filled, mouth-wateringly delicious pancakes."
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Posted: Sat Sep 23, 2006 1:24 pm
Seth took a look around the room before stepping in, smiling to himself as he gingerly sat down somewhere.
he slowly reached into his bag, then took out a stick of pocky and began to nibble on it, finally laying down on a couch and smiling to himself.
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Posted: Sat Sep 23, 2006 5:38 pm
Adrian held the piece of homemade paper that held an elegant scrawl on it’s faded yellow being between his slender pale fingers. As he sauntered down the walkway he made to eye contact with those around him. His cobalt blue eyes only scanning the structures around him before he halted in front of a gorgeous 18th century building. With a swift graceful movement he pocket the paper and stepped inside. A Lady by the name of “B” was awaiting him.
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 8:45 am
[[Ohmy. We have new people, it seems. But... how can I rp with people whose profiles I haven't seen? Would either of you be so kind as to post them? Please and thank you<3]]
Mizi looked almost anxiously over at the boy called Hikari, biting periodically at his lower lip before pushing his weight off the counter and heading back over to the now beeping coffee machine. "Sure, Slaine," he mumbled, shaking his head with the knowledge that opposition was futile. Mizi poured the piping hot liquid into twin mugs and replaced the pot back in it's warmer position. His eyes only darted to the waiter on occasion while he became more engulfed in his morning routine. A squirt of peppermint syrup here, a dollop of chocolate syrup there. The brunette mixed his latest coffee creation together in Slaine's mug. It was the same drink he'd had Slaine taste-test the day before. Following that creation, he licked a stray drip of chocolate off his finger and capped the bottle. "Mmn," he voiced quietly.
Onto his own mug, Mizi stirred in a modest amount of hazelnut syrup. To top off both cups, he added a spin of whipped creme. "Done," he announced, finishing the two drinks and setting them on the bar counter. Now for the clean-up....
"If you'd like a drink or anything, let me know, okay? Or else.. milk and juice are in the 'frige," he nodded at the new kid.
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 10:01 am
I'm sorry I sent it to the creator of the RP only to learn he had left... here you go.
Gaia User: My_Dorebit!
Name: Adrian Mizumoto
Age: 18
Appearance:
(eye color cobalt blue, hair black, skin tone pale)
height: 5'8"
Bio: A starting college student. Lives well because he saves and doesn't go out much. Takes his work seriously but seems to always be surrounded by female admires though he has never reacted to any of them. He doesn't yet realize that that is a bit strange for most hot blooded teenage boys. A gentleman is their eyes, messed up in the eyes of his male peers. Is pretty ignorant on homosexuality.
Personality: Quiet, collected, serious. Brushes the advances of other guys off as jokes or is caught in slight shock before dismissing it. Gets irked easly and doesn't usually get the jokes.
Other: Reads, writes, is an Artist, plays the cello, loves cats, foxes and horses.
Past: European raised though his father was a Japanese Nobleman and his mother a Swedish Noble. Is well kept but is used to living on his own. Came to Japan to study. Lives alone.
Work: Gentlemen's Club
Position: Cake/ Pastry decorator
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 11:33 am
((OCC: gonk HOLY s**t! I didn't think this one would get so popular!))
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