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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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 Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2011 9:21 pm
If the ever was a time when Pollux pouted it would always be when faced with that name. His face looked like someone had just pissed in his coffee. Or taken away his favorite toy and he was 5. Pollux, a young man who ran his family business, was pouting like a child. Arms crossed, expression indignant, Pollux huffed out a clearly annoyed- "Yes. Castor." He had a very intense pout going on now, mind thinking of his his brother and his smug face and Pollux's almost constant need to hit it.
The bag, he just sighed and left his hands drop to his sides. Muttering something investing in a trash bin and a recycling bin. "If I fight I fight to win, but there in no point to fighting if I don't have a place to fall back to in the event I lose. Which apparently will happen sooner or later." His gruff was wearing down, and he spared her another small smile. "But if you have a gift, perhaps being the senshi of said gift only proves that you have a talent for it. Not everyone can be so selfless." The door was opened and he looked out into the streets. Clear and empty. "Stay safe Asclepius."
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 4:30 pm
Asclepius winced inwardly at the face he made, sensing she had touched a nerve. Still, though, an ally was an ally; she would keep an eye out for this Castor. She would bear him no grudge unless he gave her reason to.
"Thank you," she told him with a nod of acknowledgement. "I just wish we could end all of this without needing to fight. War really is not in me."
Moving towards the door, Asclepius looked back, resting her hand momentarily on the door frame. "You stay safe, too." And with that, she departed. She would be back for sure, having made her promises to assist.
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