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 Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 2:56 pm
Action: Shun. Shuuuuuuuuuuun! :L
Talking: Ren Grey Sighing, Elisa returns to focus on the warm waters.
"Aren't most labradors?" Elisa said with a slightly agresive tone but her face said "I couldn't care less." She wasn't really going to apologise for it. She looked away from Ren in disgust now facing the enterance. She made a mental record,"Avoid men like that." Not once in her life had she meet someone so..."Open?" again thinking to herself but a part of her knew that it was the wrong word to be using.
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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 3:04 pm
Ren reached up and laid his hand over his cheek to hide the reddening mark on his face as he retook his seat near the edge. "Labrador, yeah? I'd thought maybe beagle at first, to be honest. I mean no offense, of course." He smiled sheepishly, gently rubbing his sore face. He didn't want to get slapped again and this time Ren was prepared to duck should he slip up again. Obviously, though, he'd mangled his chances with this girl and was going to have to work really, really hard to make up for his blunder. He couldn't really give her a bone to chew on and make everything okay like he would with a real dog, after all, how insulting would that have been? Ren watched Elisa turn away from him and sighed. Best to start new conversation! "So, what classes are you taking?" He took up a congenial tone and plastered on his most charismatic smirk.
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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 4:50 pm
 ::• Mitsuko L. Toshi •:: †o be YOURSELF in @ world †ha† is cons†@n†ly †rying
†o m@ke you SOME†HING ELSE is †he gre@†es† @ccomplishmen† •-★-•Freshman Honnor student • Child of Light•-★-•
Mitsuko kept his head down, not making eye contact as the faint blush mixed with the small fever he had been having that day. His eyes were far, quiet, curious. As they always were. His cold pale fingers fiddled with the long sleeves that hung loosely over his hands. "Oro.. Ore wa-" The kitsune started at first, then pointed to himself. "This one is Japanese." He said honestly, for once staring straight at the other with his deep green eyes. This boy looked interesting enough.. might as well make small talk.
The loud sound of a slap came from the bathhouse, and Mitsuko broke the contact to turn his head and stare blankly, a bit confused at the noise. The kitsune's black hair was suddenly broken by the reflecting light of two little white-silver ears atop his head, his fox ears had caught the noise loud and clear. He couldn't of course see what happened.. it would be rude. That, and he was already tiered as it is. He wanted to relax int he hot springs for a while until he was either found out, or it became late.
•-★-•Lone Kitsune • Mirror Image•-★-•
$†υck in †he mømєnt.. and nøw yøu can'† gєt øυ†..
$ø hєrє I am, Jυs† drøwning in †he rain.. øn an єndℓess nigh† I drєamt øf †he jøυrnєy..
єvєn iҒ I'm pøwєrLєss, I'LL Livє $trøng in this dєstiny.. I Gazє at †hє Ғørєign skiєs and єmbracєd the LønєLinєss.. (( indigo= Japanese blue= English or.. the best he can manage anyway X3 ))
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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 5:11 pm
Malinois nodded as his suspicion was confirmed. The other boy spoke Japanese and it'd been silly to think otherwise. At least he seemed to have a good handle on English. "Are you alright? I'm sorry I bumped into you." All anger at his brother was immediately forgotten when the boy looked up at him. Those eyes - Mal couldn't help but be reminded of the emeralds on his 'mother's' necklaces. While never a great conversationalist, he was finding it particularly hard to find his words until he heard his brother cry out from the spring. While most might be concerned or worried when someone calls out in pain, Mal just shook his head when Mitsuko turned to look. Ren was always getting himself in trouble and this wasn't the first time he'd gotten slapped, and each time he'd deserved it.
Mal thought about checking on Ren anyway to make sure the woman hadn't hurt him too badly but he was suddenly distracted by two glints of silver atop the new comer's head. He was confused at first since the boy's messy hair obscured most of the objects, but as they tilted about he realized they were fox ears. He wanted to comment on the furred tufts, to tell him his ears were cute, but he words were stuck in his throat and he said nothing.
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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 5:29 pm
::• Mitsuko L. Toshi •:: †o be YOURSELF in @ world †ha† is cons†@n†ly †rying
†o m@ke you SOME†HING ELSE is †he gre@†es† @ccomplishmen† •-★-•Freshman Honnor student • Child of Light•-★-•
Mitsuko turned back to the boy, his eyes curious and his mouth slightly open as he focused on the boy's words, making out what they meant before finding the appropriate response. He raised his hands disarmingly and gave the other the same fake fox-smile he gave everyone else. A type of grin/smile with his eyes closed. "N-no no, g-gomennasai.. It was this one's fault today.. been worried about an upcoming test. That I have." Mitsuko lied easily, bowing respectfully to the boy as he said his apologies. Straitening up his smile had faded, his eyes looking to the other calmly, the small ears atop his head wiggling once to catch a distance sound, but quickly reverting their attention up-front.
As the slightly taller boy he stood in front of stared at him, he tilted his head in slight confusion as he slowly figured out what he was staring at. Maybe the boy thought it strange? He best not comment about it then. Mitsuko went along like nothing had changed, changing the subject a bit. Creating small talk. "You just come from the Spring, yes?" He said, tapping his hair to note to the other he had noticed his hair was wet.
•-★-•Lone Kitsune • Mirror Image•-★-•
$†υck in †he mømєnt.. and nøw yøu can'† gєt øυ†..
$ø hєrє I am, Jυs† drøwning in †he rain.. øn an єndℓess nigh† I drєamt øf †he jøυrnєy..
єvєn iҒ I'm pøwєrLєss, I'LL Livє $trøng in this dєstiny.. I Gazє at †hє Ғørєign skiєs and єmbracєd the LønєLinєss..
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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 5:42 pm
Action: Soaking in the hot spring,
Talking: RenElisa sighed, "Just fighting related subjects." Elisa was going to be short with the boy, she didn't really feel the need for a convosation in a hot spring. She moves her head among the rocks, trying to find a possition that was comfortable. She was going to take a nap.
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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 5:50 pm
Ren nodded as Elisa spoke. The art of fighting was a very noble field to learn and it explained why the pain radiating from his cheek was so intense. He was going to go on and ask her about her professors and maybe if she could give him a tour around campus, but she closed her eyes and snubbed him. Well, Ren could take a hint, the horn probably would have gotten in the way of, er, things. "Well, it was nice talking to you Elisa. I'll just go over here and leave you to rest. Good day." True to his word, Ren scooted over and gave the dog demon her space.
As the silvery ears stopped moving, Mal finally registered that the boy was talking to him again. "Oh." He looked up at the dripping tendrils of hair over his face. "Yes. Yes I did." He'd totally forgotten about his wet hair and it was now soaking the shoulders of his shirt. As if on cue, a droplet trickled its way down his back and sent a shiver up his spine. Shaken from his entranced state, Mal's wonderment went quickly to nervousness. His eyes began to shift back and forth and he laughed halfheartedly. "I guess that's where you're going then. Sorry for holding you up. I should really go." Ren and Mal were polar opposites in these situations. While Ren kept things cool and collected, interacting with other people for Mal incited a fight-or-flight response and more often than not it was flight. He reached up and tousled his own hair, sprinkling the floor around him with water as his cheeks began to turn red. "Um, bye." He turned and started to slink away.
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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 6:15 pm
::• Mitsuko L. Toshi •:: †o be YOURSELF in @ world †ha† is cons†@n†ly †rying
†o m@ke you SOME†HING ELSE is †he gre@†es† @ccomplishmen† •-★-•Freshman Honnor student • Child of Light•-★-•
Mitsuko saw the boy suddenly grow nervous, perhaps sorry for keeping his time, or maybe he was late to something. Then he found he hadn't even caught the boy's name yet. Noticing this the kitsune's hand quickly grasped the other's wrist with his cold hands, his eyes a bit hurt, worried that he had taken the boy's time or stopped him from something important. But he had to know his name an the very least, and introduce himself. "..U-um.. I didn't catch your name. He said, then noticed his rudeness and quickly let go of the boy's warm hands, also noticing that his were chilled compared to Mal's.
Thankfully it was only from his small 24-hour fever that had started this morning, it would be gone by the time he woke the next morning.. he hoped. A chill was sent up his back and he looked down. "This ones name is Mitsuko, L. Toshi.. I.. I'm sorry if i've been any trouble." He said quickly, turning to leave.
•-★-•Lone Kitsune • Mirror Image•-★-•
$†υck in †he mømєnt.. and nøw yøu can'† gєt øυ†..
$ø hєrє I am, Jυs† drøwning in †he rain.. øn an єndℓess nigh† I drєamt øf †he jøυrnєy..
єvєn iҒ I'm pøwєrLєss, I'LL Livє $trøng in this dєstiny.. I Gazє at †hє Ғørєign skiєs and єmbracєd the LønєLinєss..
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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 6:32 pm
Mal froze when Mitsuko grabbed his hand, partially from the shock of being touched and partially from the coldness of the hands doing the touching. He didn't turn around though for fear his face would give away the amount of concern he felt over the other boy's decreased body temperature. Maybe though, he was only colder because he'd just gotten out of the spring. Yeah, that must be it. Mal had never had a fever before to know what the symptoms were, but if he had he'd probably have taken the boy to the infirmary or to a healer of some kind. As it was, the only other explanation Mal could come up with was that the boy with the silver ears was an undead creature, devoid of the warm blood that runs through the veins of the living. He didn't want to think that though, so the hot spring excuse was going to have to stick for now.
Just as quickly as his hand had been grabbed, his hand was released and swung back gently to his side. He'd asked for Mal's name. The changeling fidgeted and chewed his lower lip. He wanted to desperately tell him, but his nerves were getting in his way and his desire to be back in the safety of his room was overwhelming. As soon as Mitsuko voiced his own name, Mal took off at a sprint, choking back tears of frustration that he couldn't even say three small letters to the sweet kitsune.
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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 6:56 pm
Action: Soaking/ sleeping in the hot spring,
Talking: No oneElisa ignored Ren's reply and just wanted to rest in the warm waters. It warmth was relaxing. Elisa was enjoying it as she fell into a deep sleep.
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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 7:42 pm
::• Mitsuko L. Toshi •:: †o be YOURSELF in @ world †ha† is cons†@n†ly †rying
†o m@ke you SOME†HING ELSE is †he gre@†es† @ccomplishmen† •-★-•Freshman Honnor student • Child of Light•-★-•
Mitsuko watched as the boy ran off swiftly and disappeared far beyond the point of him being able to make out his siloutte. He tightened his hands around his sleeves as he held his hands in front of him. Turning then boy walked slowly off, feeling bad. As he went to the lockers he thought of that boy he met.
Was it his fault the boy went sprinting off? Maybe he didn't like Mitsuko. Maybe he was frightened of his ears? He thought this through.. taking a towel in hand he found a selected place to strip. He never liked other seeing his pale, skinny figure. He felt like a girl as he held the towel so that it covered his middle with one hand and put away his clothes, neat enough so that they fit in one of the lockers, with the other. Once finished, he peeked out of the doorway to see if there were any others. Obviously, there were. He tried not to make eye contact with anyone as he quickly slipped silently into the warm, welcoming, white spring waters. But, mind you, the kitsune did not step in. His silver-white ears were down, his head staring at the waters with his bangs hiding his face. Choosing to go to a hot spring when your afraid of water.. wasn't a good idea. He stayed in the really shallow waters, well away from the others though. He sat down where the water came up to his knees, his body shaking despite how warm it was. True the water felt really nice, but Mitsuko had no intention whatsoever to bathe in it now that the thought of having it up to his head came to mind. He highly disliked water for some reason. He couldn't swim number one, and number two he hated the thought of drowning.
His shivering had stopped, but his mind was made up. He had had enough of the warm water. He could.. find another way to help heal his burns, as well as clean his hair.. The boy quickly walked back to the other side of the waters to step out, careful not to slip on the wet rocks on his way.
•-★-•Lone Kitsune • Mirror Image•-★-•
$†υck in †he mømєnt.. and nøw yøu can'† gєt øυ†..
$ø hєrє I am, Jυs† drøwning in †he rain.. øn an єndℓess nigh† I drєamt øf †he jøυrnєy..
єvєn iҒ I'm pøwєrLєss, I'LL Livє $trøng in this dєstiny.. I Gazє at †hє Ғørєign skiєs and єmbracєd the LønєLinєss..
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2010 9:12 am
Action: Leaving
Talking: No one Elisa couldn't get to sleep. The rocks where hard on her head and she started to feel it. The footsteps of someone leaving woke her up a little but but it didn't matter too much since she was about to leave anyway. Staring at the other person with uncaring feel, she turns away. That man did create some dent in her and not a good one. Her movement creates wave in the water as she heads out.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2010 2:36 pm
 "Your Gonna Shut Up Now"Lite sat down near the spring with his legs crossed, he let out a yawn and fell back to relax on the floor "Because I Said So"
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 12:21 pm
During their walk to the Hot Spring, Tervuren had managed to slip his hand into the elf's and locked their fingers together. It was instinctive to him, show the girl affection and she will return it in kind. Along the trek, Ren prattled on about various things, most notably his little brother. He carried on about his twin's solitude ad quietness and inability to pursue women. How very unlike him, of course. Tervuren went on to tout his own accomplishments such as winning the shape-shifters conference two years ago. When they arrived at the bath house, Ren gave Aroree a smile before disengaging his hand. "I'll see you on the other side."
Ren disappeared into the men's side of the changing room and began to disrobe. He couldn't get his clothes off fast enough and at one point tripped trying to pull his pant leg off his foot. The crashing sound that ensued was audible in the spring but Tervuren quickly appeared at the water side. He seemed a bit flustered and one of his knees were scraped, but other than that there were no signs of the dressing catastrophe. While Tervuren's clothes laid in a heap on the changing room floor, he wore a simple white towel around his hips to keep himself decent to any on lookers. There was one other man in the spring and Ren couldn't help but frown at him before looking for Aroree. His cheeks began to blush as he pictured her in just the fluffy towel... her long smooth legs... her flowing hair... As the blood rushed away from his cheeks to another part of his body, Ren decided it might be best to hurry up and get in the water.
Carefully, the changeling moved to the far end of the spring and slipped into the water, keeping the towel firmly fastened around his waist.
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 12:24 pm
stepping out from the girls changing room she smiles blushing shyly when she spots him her pale silver tribal tattoo's circling around her thighs right below the bottom of the towel her hair falling to her waist now and pale yellow ."are you allright "she asks quietly and with her free hand touches his shoulder lightly .her opposite hand holding her towel tightly up that's obviously to small on her hips and chest.
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