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 Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 3:50 am
"I'm taking a break sir!" Tensai called out, walking out of the Crimson Kiss Kitchen. He continued to smile, pulling the ponytail out of his hair. He smiled and shook his head, wondering if the melted sugar would come off his cheek. He tried to wipe it off and giggled slightly "Uh oh! It won't come off!" He said, humming and walking to his room to change and wash up. He walked through the bar, noticing all the people here. He giggled and waved "Hello and welcome. Make yourselves at home." He told them, humming and going up the stairs to his room.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 6:27 am
Rai walked down the street in a foul mood. It had been..one ..ROUGH..day. His hair was wet from a full coffee cup being thrown at his head, some kids were plying with wet chocolate covered beans so Rai had dots of dark brown all over his white uniform shirt, someone had used his apron to wipe up and unidentifiable foul smelling liquid, and, to top that all off, He was going to be beaten up tomarrow for getting some bodybuilder's order wrong.
Rai sighed. He just wanted to get a drink somewhere and go home. A sign caught his eye. 'Crimson Kiss? Wow, I've never seen this place before.' Rai thought as he stared at the sign and door.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 6:31 am
Mizo walked through the bar at the Crimson Kiss Inn.He'd been told that there was a awesomoe tattoo artsist in here alot.He'd been looking for a tattoo of crimson tribal wings on his shoulder blades.He walked up to the bar and looked around.The guy who'd told him about this, Taibalt Tattoo place said that the artist would probably be at the bar but he didn't see any one matching the description he'd been given.Of course it wasvery vague."He's a bit of an odd ball, that guy.You can't possibly miss him the way he looks.Yeah, can't possibly miss him my a**." he mumbled to him self.He took a small business card from his pocket and looked at it again.He called the bartender over and handed him the card."Have you seen a guy that works at this place?I'm looking for him." he asked him quietly.He sent his discomfort to the bartender and he could tell the kid was nervous about being here.He pointed down the bar to a guy standing, extremely close, to another guy who seemed to be talking about piercings.Mizo walked down the way and spoke quietly, and rather slowly."Do you...uhm, d'you know....a...a guy named.....Taibalt?I-I'm l-l-looking f-for him." He'd ended up studdering much more than he had wanted.He waited quietly for the guy to answer him.Unfortunately his body was putting off his nervousness and he was afraid that the guy wouldn't tell him or he migt be dangerous.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 8:54 am
Ciara leaned back as Taibalt moved forwards. Ciara was arched backwards against the counter, his cheeks flaming. He closed his eyes as Taibalt touched his lip. "I ... don't want a labret." He replied as Taibalt backed up somewhat. Ciara started to breathe regularly again. "And, I'm Ciara. It's Irish." He said, looking away. He hated when people said things like, "Kira? That's a girl's name!"
Ciara was a traditional name. Ciara lifted his hand, and touched his lip, on the left side. "I want it here. Just one. Kinda off center." He murmured. He wasn't exactly sure why he was doing this. Maybe he just wanted a change ... Well, he had found it. He had never been in a place like the Crimson Kiss, and he had never meet anyone quite like Taibalt.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 1:40 pm
Name: Julian Cross Age: 199 Race: Vampire Gender: Male Job: Detective Personality: Has his own sense of what's funny. He doesn't get mad or worry often. He brushes most problems off as if they're nothing. Abilities: Flight, telepathy, mind-manipulation Bio: (opt.) Unknown Appearance: 
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 1:46 pm
((nice pic nolas-sama^^))
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 1:59 pm
(Why thank you, Rion ^__^ )
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 2:01 pm
Taibalt smiled "that would be perfect as a hoop, if you don't mind me giving my own personal advice. Hoops are also easier to take care of, with the spinning and such." He grinned and nodded.
Suddenly he heard a voice from next to him "Just one second Ciara,", he turned slightly and took a step towards Mizo, smiling "This must be your lucky day, I'm Taibalt. Is this meeting for business or pleasure?"
He looked from Ciara to Mizo, did he just get two clients in one minute? He inwardly chuckled, business was booming and he had just left the place.
((wow, amazing picture. Who is that? Or is he a random guy?))
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 2:04 pm
Nolas (Why thank you, Rion ^__^ ) ((momentai^^* wanna rp wit me since meh got nobody rite nowXP? *means no problem in chines^^))
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 2:51 pm
Ciara took the chance to slide away and sit down. He watched as Taibalt talked to the other man.
Yeah, he wanted a hoop. He already knew that. Ciara mused as Taibalt spoke. Taibalt had been really close to him. He flushed again, ducking his head down. Even though he had been so close, there had been no heat. Ciara wondered why. He lifted his head, and started to look around. Many people in there were pale, deathly white as Taibalt was.
Ciara skin prickled. Where was he? Really?
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 3:36 pm
(GOURRI!!!!!111!!!one1!! heart -fangirl squeal- whee heart blaugh 4laugh heart -spazflail-)
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 5:11 pm
Mizo backed up a bit.e knew that look.This guy wasn't a normal human.He was still a halflife even though he looked human again and his hair flashed back to white for a moment and his eyes shifted back to black.They did that from time o time.After a moment they canged back."It's, business.I'm looking for a good tattoo artist.I wanna get some crimson tribal wings on by shoulders.....here." he said as he spun around and lowered his midriff jacket enough that Taibalt could see his shoulders.He pointed to the position he wanted them in and pulled his jacket back up.as he spun back around, his jacket and shirt glowed with their dark purpel sheen, through the black.His pants gave off their own crimson sheen in the dim light.His clothes matched well and the underlying sheen he'd chosen accented each other."c-can you do it?" he asked.He allowed his concern to flow freely to Taibalt, he wanted him to know that he only wanted the very best for this.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 5:20 pm
((rofl, I just noticed that both of our characters are empaths, kudos love points for you. <3))
As Ciara left Taibalt shrugged, he guessed that he would look for him later if he still wanted the piercing, and then turned his full attention on Mizo. Taibalt smiled as the other individual hit him with his concern, an empath was he? How interesting. He slowly raised his shields so that his own emotions and loose thoughts and feelings didn't flow to the other.
"But of course, I can do anything. It just depends on what quality you want." He turned to a table and grabbed his briefcase and pulled a binder from it. "But I'll have you know, I'm not going to do it free-style, I'll need a paper to make a stencil from." He set it on the bar for Mizo to flip through.
He wasn't going to brag, he was good, he knew he was good. He had studied from masters of tattoo'ing after all, he'd been around for a very long time.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 5:30 pm
Black Dios (GOURRI!!!!!111!!!one1!! heart -fangirl squeal- whee heart blaugh 4laugh heart -spazflail-) ( xd Seems like someone might like Gourry.. Anyway I must think of some sort of starting post.)
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 5:31 pm
Mizo flipped through the binder.He found the design he wanted rather quickly."These!" he said, reaaly excited over having found them.They looked just like his wings when he was transformed.Unfortunately, thinking of it as he'd forgotten many times, made him transform.He was now standing in front of Taibalt as a dark purple and crimson dove.He ruffled his feathers, annoyed and changed back."They look like my wings in that form." he said, in a rather nonchalant fashion.
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