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Bertram stopped, and turned to look at her, puzzled. "What is it, Ikue?" He asked,softly. He didn't want to be wasting any more of her time.

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Duellist sighed, and collapsed into another seat, shaking his head. "I... yesterday was a... look, I was tricked into almost assassinating a saint. For money. The day before, I destroyed an entire household. For money. Money given to me because the deceased's family had insulted my employer's great-aunt 100 years ago." He sighed. "I mean... I love my work. It's all that kept me sane... but I can tell that Taryn hates it."

He sighed, and looked down. "And when I look into my enchanted mirror, I see the face of my old self there. And he's cursing me."

][Oh, goodness I feel a hell've alot better. ;-; I thought I was the only one in the world who got bored and tired of people eventually! @.@][

-Mimi nodded, taking a seat in Midori's chair and placing the contract she'd been holding squarely in front of her. She'd grown silent, hanging on to every word he had uttered. After a few moments of silence she spoke.- As life goes on we all evolve. We grow. We mature. What was right yesterday does not necessarily mean it will be right for today and may not be right for tomorrow. The Duellist of yesterday is not the same man I am sitting across from... you said so yourself. The only answer you have to find is if the Duellist of yesterday is really cursing the Duellist of today or merely expressing envy because of what he lacks.

-She offered the man a meek smile, surprised at the words that had left her mouth. Chewing on her lip, she lowered her gaze almost sorry for having blabbed on in such a fashion.-

Bertram smiled at Ikue, seeming to lighten up a bit. "I don't mind... really, I don't." He paused, and looked down. "Thank you." He reached out, and drew her close to him once more, brushing her lips with his.

((It does make the eventual break-up less painful if people told everyone everything they had been bottling up *before* they reached boiling point. sad ))

Duellist looked down. "Hah... oh yes. Lieutenant As-sash-en, Hero of the Somme, envying Duellist, vampiric assassin." He shook his head. "I've sunk deeper into the darkness than I ever thought possible... and now I've dragged Taryn down with me..." he choked back a sob. "You can't know what that's like..." he shook his head rapidly once more. "I'm sorry, I'm being a bore."

Ikue was getting more used to Bertram's kisses now. A small smile formed upon her lips, and she returned the kiss softly, leaning up a bit.. being quite short and all. "No problem. No problem at all.. I just want to make you happy." The medium nuzzled her cheek against Bertram's chest, her eyes closed.

][Okay, finally onto some IC post. ninja ][

It took a whole second attempt, but as Hakan's eyes fluttered open, he appeared to be truely awake. However, he seemed.. Just a little depressed. It had hbeen a while, and he hadn't heard anything from Mimi. It'd become accustomed to waking up beside her, and with her not there.. It was just weird! Abnormal! Not.. Not right!

Giving a less than content sigh, he would curl up bringing a pillow to curl up around for a moment or two. It was unhealthy what he was doing, he knew it.. But for some reason Hakan didn't feel like getting out of bed that day!

He told himself that fact again and again, and yet it didn't seem to get through. However, with a tiny yawn, he finally brought himself up to a sitting position. From that point, he slid off to the side of the bed, and off. He wouldn't even bother to slide his shoes on, what were the chances of him wandering about outside?

Sluggishly, he opened the door which lead from Mimi's room and to the hall. He would step on out onto the beautiful wooden floor, close the door behind him, and begin to walk along down the hall. He was in no hurry of course!

And whatever had happened to Gackt? Well, at the current moment he was enjoying himself with a nice, tall glass of ice tea which he prepared whilst everyone seemed to leave. It was depressing, he missed having people around. Gackt loved attention after all!

He would give his cheek a soft scratch, there had to be something to entertain himself right? Something to do in the bar, right? No, not even a kareoke machine!

Giving yet another sigh, Gackt downed his glass of tea, letting a few ice cubes slide into his mouth as well which he sucked on slowly. From that point, he would make his way on behind the bar. Even since Hakan took apart the lights the previous night, they never seemed to be fixed! "All this darkness.. It's depressing." Frightening! Gackt wasn't your average pop star, hell no! He'd almost killed a man once, nearly died 15 times (Says so in his autobiography. ninja ) and had psychic powers, at least able to predict the future, not to mention able to see and feel things. Many talents a normal human posessed, it was because he'd come face to face with death many times.

And finally, he found what he was looking for behind the bar! A large, large box full of nothing but candles!