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 Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 10:55 am
 Melody pulled her keys from her jacket pocket, grinning. "My place is being renovated, so let's use yours~"
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 11:05 am
 He gave her a brief, scornful glance then looked away, chugging nearly his entire flask. The familiar feeling of a drunk buzz came to him, but he'd need to be more than drunk to actually do this.
"Lucky me." he grumbled and began walking out of the room, not waiting to see if she was following or not.
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 11:13 am
She followed after him eagerly, locking the door behind her.
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Posted: Thu May 16, 2013 11:29 pm
“ Sιηg σηcє αgαιη ωιтн мє, συя sтяαηgє δυєт.
мч ρσωєя σvєя чσυ gяσωs sтяσηgєя чєт.
αηδ тнσυgн чσυ тυяη ғяσм мє тσ gℓαηcє вєнιηδ,
тнє ρнαηтσм σғ тнє σρєяα ιs тнєяє ιηsιδє чσυя мιηδ... ”  xXxXxTorithÿn Phantomen
☆ XXϮяαηscєηδιηg ϮιмєXX
☆ XXєтєяηαℓ ℓιғєXX xXxXxHaving grown bored at about half the walk to the art classroom, boredom struck hard once again and singing his zombie song wasn't helping. The young phantom had grown silent with a bored expression and headed up to the roof garden only to find the door closed. Instead of bothering with opening it, he'd stepped right through the door seeing as he'd figured out how to phase. Big mistake that was. What he saw couldn't be unseen and he wanted to claw his eyes out as it was. He'd panicked and dropped through a couple ceilings before solidifying again so as not to end up in the basement.
xXxXxStanding up, a few visible shudders ran down his spine only for him to readjust the medical mask with shark teeth drawn in black and red sharpie covering the lower half of his face. His hoodie had gone up when he went forwards and down through the floors, but he shook that back down so his shaggy, dark reddish-brown hair was free to do as it pleased. He wasn't sure which class this was, but it definitely wasn't the art classroom he'd told Ophelia he'd be in. Oh well. He hadn't wanted to help her with her music lessons anyways. Now just to figure out what this room was...
xXxXxSliding the mask down slightly, Torithÿn sniffed the air while glancing around. This place reeked of cheap perfume, sweat and too many raging hormones from teenagers to even try listing. Of course normal senses and even some of those other creatures that weren't considered animalistic or advanced zombie-like couldn't pick up on what he had picked up on. Returning his mask into place, he coughed lightly into it with a brief wince. Meat was definitely something that'd flock to this room. It was easy hunting grounds if he blacked out.
☆ XXϮнє Sтσяч ηєvєя єηδsXX
☆ XXℓσvє ηєvєя διєsXX {( OutOfCares ;; ~ )}
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Dantes_river Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 9:51 pm
◤ • ✶ Ｃａｌｌｉｅ Ｓｈｉｅｌｄｓ ✶ • ◥
 Callie walked into the odd classroom with a schedule in her hand. The small short haired blonde looked around. She had an equally small blue backpack on. From having moved a lot of times Callie was used to it. Only this time she was alone, completely. No security blanket this time, it was just her. With her mom in Afghanistan and her father in Iraq, the young chef was shipped off to this academy. Tucking a small strand of hair behind her ear she walks over to the very back of the classroom by a window. Taking her seat she slips off her bag and looks around. There wasnt anyone in here apart from the even odder male near by her desk. Taking out a pen and notebook she writes out her name, saying it as she does. " Callliieee Shieeellldddss." Sitting up straight afterwards she looks around more. On every base the sex Ed class was about the bodies and scary STDs. This classroom however was different. A bright blush spread across her face as she saw a bunch of inappropriate posters and informational books. A small gasp escaped the girl. Instantly she grabs her schedule and looks at it again. This was the class.. That was for sure, why did her mom sign her up for this. Callie glances over to the male, her blue green eyes widening greatly. Was she interrupting something? He could be meeting someone in here to do awkward things.
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Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 11:13 pm
“ Sιηg σηcє αgαιη ωιтн мє, συя sтяαηgє δυєт.
мч ρσωєя σvєя чσυ gяσωs sтяσηgєя чєт.
αηδ тнσυgн чσυ тυяη ғяσм мє тσ gℓαηcє вєнιηδ,
тнє ρнαηтσм σғ тнє σρєяα ιs тнєяє ιηsιδє чσυя мιηδ... ” xXxXxTorithÿn Phantomen
☆ XXϮяαηscєηδιηg ϮιмєXX
☆ XXєтєяηαℓ ℓιғєXX xXxXxHaving returned a part of himself to where his elder brothers were, Tori had become a little 'fuzzy' for lack of a better word as the girl entered. Sitting atop one of the desks, he could feel the girl's eyes shifting about the room to which he inwardly smiled. The smile only became wider as she seemed to become flustered by the posters hanging up on the walls. It was always funny seeing those seeing such lewd things that was a natural part of life albeit disgustingly irritating to have images and films of.
xXxXx"The teacher's not coming, Señorita Callie. Neither teacher if you want to get technical about it. One's having a meltdown while the other is believed to be dead. This school really needs to understand what substitute teachers are. I'm pretty sure there are hundreds of succubi and incubi who wouldn't mind teaching a sexual education course in a school and they'd give better details," he almost seemed to growl as he readjusted the straps holding up his sharpie shark-teeth medical mask hooked behind his ears. The stupid thing was so frigging irritating and yet he wasn't going to leave it off for long periods of time. Oh no. The scents he could pick up on would drive anyone batty, but others would grow into a hungry frenzy.
xXxXx"Might want to be careful what you touch in here. There's so much raging testosterone in this room I'm surprised the paint isn't peeling off the walls much less curling up these posters. Then there's always the statistics of few men actually acknowledging how many germs and ecolai they spread should they not wash their hands after going to the bathroom. What's even worse is the other little thing human boys among various types of other lustful creatures do behind closed doors." Okay. He'd admit he was just trying to scare the girl with his words, but he didn't see the harm in doing so. By scaring her away with talk of disgusting and cruel things, he wouldn't get attached to her making it less likely for him to hate himself more for hurting innocent civilians much less killing them. Oh the life he was forced to live... It was a horrible life to live and one he wouldn't even wish the vampire kind to suffer through.
☆ XXϮнє Sтσяч ηєvєя єηδsXX
☆ XXℓσvє ηєvєя διєsXX {( OutOfCares ;; ~ )}
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Dantes_river Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 11:31 pm
◤ • ✶ Ｃａｌｌｉｅ Ｓｈｉｅｌｄｓ ✶ • ◥
Callie raises a lip in disgust, slowly standing up pulling a vanilla scented hand sanitizer out of her bag. A queasy feeling hit the blonde like a train as he spoke more of the nasty things. Quickly dousing her hands in the sanitizer she puts it back in her bag. Looking to the male speaking over her shoulder, she raises an eyebrow. Callie was raised with military males, rude sexist males that tried to jump her skin every chance they got. Turning sharply on her heel she walks over to him, with each step that echoed lightly through the large classroom - meant only trouble. The short blonde leaned against the bar of a desk across from him. She leaned in closer, eyeing the mask. " Callie Shields, nice to meet you. As for your disgusting information on how males act in both public and behind closed doors.. Is a bit less nice. The teachers.. I see. If they both are unaccounted for - why is the classroom door unlocked? That's an interesting mask you have there.. Do you have an STD? Like.. Mouth herpes? Or are ya hiding something? I heard that there are more than just humans going to this school, oh gosh! Are you something else?! I'm not well educated on all the species I'm sorry. Late transfer student." She starts to go off without taking a breath. Callie had a habit of rambling when she was nervous, despite her shyness. The girl quickly covers her mouth, a blush covering her cheeks that are slightly visible. As a military brat she was awfully bashful.
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Posted: Wed Jul 17, 2013 2:54 am
“ Sιηg σηcє αgαιη ωιтн мє, συя sтяαηgє δυєт.
мч ρσωєя σvєя чσυ gяσωs sтяσηgєя чєт.
αηδ тнσυgн чσυ тυяη ғяσм мє тσ gℓαηcє вєнιηδ,
тнє ρнαηтσм σғ тнє σρєяα ιs тнєяє ιηsιδє чσυя мιηδ... ” xXxXxTorithÿn Phantomen
☆ XXϮяαηscєηδιηg ϮιмєXX
☆ XXєтєяηαℓ ℓιғєXX xXxXxAt seeing the girl's automatic hand sanitizer routine, one with which anyone would jump to after he'd just said what he had, he gave a soft chuckle behind his mask. That would be a routine he'd never grow tired of seeing due to that look of disgust everyone had being ever so different in such small and large ways. Listening to the clicking of her feet against the floor, he just started tapping his fingers together in what appeared to be random patterns yet was the fingers he'd use for Fur Elise if faced with a piano. At the girl's words, or Callie Shields' words as she so blatantly pointed out, his deep emerald green eyes flecked with various metallic and gemstone colors raised once again to see what it was she had approached him for whether it was her body language or eyes that told him.
xXxXx"That was the point. I unlocked the door earlier in case I didn't feel like going about my usual shortcuts. I'm glad you like it. I drew the design myself. Unfortunately, you're incorrect on both counts. For one, I wouldn't consciously touch anyone with a ten-foot pole unless it was breaking my brother Yué's nose so getting an STD much less herpes is nearly impossible for me. For two, I'm wearing it as a means to lessen the damage this school may receive by my other brother, Eric aka the Phantom of the Opera, taking up his interest in music again. It's not really a good idea for us to linger in one place too long and yet this obviously couldn't wait even though his new muse will die in about a century or so. It's not that long of time after all. She shoots and she scores. I'm an abysmal demon, more commonly known as a phantom, or I used to be. I got infected by this virus, see, and it makes me kind of advanced to even my kind with a major hitch. All of my senses are heightened albeit took me forever to get phasing through walls down, but if I get hurt or frustrated, I go into this blind rage that makes me turn cannibal on any living creature I come across and I won't remember even doing it. Of course every time I bite someone I infect them with another virus which in turn turns them into zombies," the male responded while raising a finger for every answer he'd given to the girl's questions. He even used his freehand to pull his mask down slightly so she could see under the medical mask that he was sticking his tongue out at her. His form never shifted beyond small movements that took little effort just as his gaze never shifted away from the girl.
xXxXx"Tori. Just Tori." At this comment, he smiled slightly beneath the mask yet never extended a hand so as to keep the greeting friendly. Torithÿn hadn't bothered with the full name as he didn't expect to get too friendly with her. He couldn't risk it seeing as he already hated himself for ruining the lives of his only family remaining. There was already a void incapable of being filled between them as it was after all.
☆ XXϮнє Sтσяч ηєvєя єηδsXX
☆ XXℓσvє ηєvєя διєsXX {( OutOfCares ;; ~ )}
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Dantes_river Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 17, 2013 9:35 am
◤ • ✶ Ｃａｌｌｉｅ Ｓｈｉｅｌｄｓ ✶ • ◥
Callie raises her hand and happily shakes his. Giggling cheerfully like a child at his playful mannerisms she sticks her tongue out at him. Standing there for a few seconds she taps her chin. She had heard a few bits and pieces about outbreaks like that. Callie was trained to protect herself in any circumstance so this just fell under that category. The blonde was usually nice, she couldn't picture upsetting anyone badly. Deciding this was a challenge in front of her, Cal mentally accepted it. She was good at difficult things. Giggling even more at the mention of zombies. It's clear that this was all extremely new to her. The little ones defense mechanism is to giggle. " Oh my! You should probably brush your teeth more if you're turning people into zombies.. Abysmal Demon.. I never heard about that in church but hey! I'm not one to judge. So I'm guessing that because of your interesting little gift behind your mask.. You don't like being near people.. Which would mean you don't like being near me." Her mood had dropped slightly. She had no one here with her. The option of Tori being a friend basically flew out the window. She sighed awkwardly and looked around the room more. A small dusty puff appeared by her backpack which was still on the desk. The odd little puff flew over to the girl. It was a rather frightening sprite, or what she believed to be one. Her little helper, Xylon. He had dark features, black hair and eyes, with sharp little teeth. Xy wore small little pants and a little button up. He tugged on her hair trying to cheer her up, the sprite wasn't one for communicating with his voice.
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Posted: Wed Jul 17, 2013 5:21 pm
“ Sιηg σηcє αgαιη ωιтн мє, συя sтяαηgє δυєт.
мч ρσωєя σvєя чσυ gяσωs sтяσηgєя чєт.
αηδ тнσυgн чσυ тυяη ғяσм мє тσ gℓαηcє вєнιηδ,
тнє ρнαηтσм σғ тнє σρєяα ιs тнєяє ιηsιδє чσυя мιηδ... ” xXxXxTorithÿn Phantomen
☆ XXϮяαηscєηδιηg ϮιмєXX
☆ XXєтєяηαℓ ℓιғєXX xXxXx"Sometimes it's better not getting attached to people when you know not when you'll flip to that darker side and accidentally hurt or kill someone. I made a friend a couple times before and ended up killing two of them, the third having six ribs broken, a broken collar bone, broken arm and a broken leg in three different places. Once you screw up in that fashion, you never forget that look of terror when you try to go apologize... Or those empty eyes staring up at you when you snap back into the conscious part of your mind... And this 'gift' as you called it isn't something brushing your teeth can fix. It's a virus, something humans have placed in a videogame series, books and movies, called Resident Evil. I was infected by the virus when I was younger, placed into quarantine and eventually removed because of some personal issues. As for not knowing about us, well I'm not surprised. We weren't exactly one of those species that put themselves on the front page of every newspaper and book. We were just like our name implied; phantoms, ghosts, spirits... Unfortunately, neither angels nor demons would claim us either evil or good which is where the nickname abysmal demon came from. The nephilim and other angels stated we would be the species who lived in a constant spiral of neutrality, one most would consider the grey area and it is the grey area. Our grey area, however, turned into a deep, dark abyss spiraling downwards. It's a long, boring story overall," Torithÿn stated ever so calmly, his eyes closing as he did so. Without bothering to open his eyes, his fingers began tracing the three scars on his upper left arm. They still bugged him after all this time especially when reminiscing or becoming lost in thought. He could still hear the soft yet dark and sinister voices telling him to do things, but that was something he hadn't even told his brothers of so he definitely wasn't going to tell a stranger.
xXxXx"So why'd you even come to this school? There's technically two teachers having a meltdown and one supposedly dead and I haven't met any others... Unless you count Eric as a teacher for music... Keep doing that, Monsieur Dark Sprite, and I will eat you whole. I don't like irritating things."
☆ XXϮнє Sтσяч ηєvєя єηδsXX
☆ XXℓσvє ηєvєя διєsXX {( OutOfCares ;; ~ )}
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Dantes_river Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 17, 2013 7:39 pm
◤ • ✶ Ｃａｌｌｉｅ Ｓｈｉｅｌｄｓ ✶ • ◥
The short blonde looks up and takes Xylon into her hands. Giving the little one an upset face he crosses his arms and looks behind his shoulder at Tori. Sticking out his arm pointing to him. With a huff the sprite sits on her shoulder glaring small daggers into him. Callie listens to what he had to say quietly. It was awkward but she lifted up the side of her shirt, there was a large piece of her side by the hip bone missing. It looked like it was torn to shreds, scar tissue covering the majority of the remaining side. Callie then pushes up her jacket sleeve, a large scar by her elbow. " I came to the school because both of my parents have been deployed. My mother to Afghanistan and my dad to Iraq. Hey! I was attacked by a Doberman and a pit bull. I broke my arm rock climbing and then again playing volley ball. A group of girls attacked me after a soccer game and broke my ankle, my other arm and a few ribs. I was shot in the leg. It was an accident on the firing range." She said it like it was nothing. It wasn't anything to her any more, it was just a bunch of unfortunate events. Callie smiles cheerfully and looks around more. Slowly losing that smile, a bright blush replacing it. The awkward atmosphere was putting some weird feelings on her shoulders. Callie felt queasy again, this time reading the board in the front of the room.
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Posted: Thu Jul 18, 2013 5:27 am
“ Sιηg σηcє αgαιη ωιтн мє, συя sтяαηgє δυєт.
мч ρσωєя σvєя чσυ gяσωs sтяσηgєя чєт.
αηδ тнσυgн чσυ тυяη ғяσм мє тσ gℓαηcє вєнιηδ,
тнє ρнαηтσм σғ тнє σρєяα ιs тнєяє ιηsιδє чσυя мιηδ... ” xXxXxTorithÿn Phantomen
☆ XXϮяαηscєηδιηg ϮιмєXX
☆ XXєтєяηαℓ ℓιғєXX xXxXx"Avoiding an entire kingdom of vampires while searching far and wide for my aunt seeing as she took all of the completed data for the virus that now makes up part of my genetic code with her after she was banished from our kingdom for having a severe meltdown when I got infected and her husband killed. That would be the main reason my brothers and I were passing through this region. Now my eldest brother is teaching a girl how to sing properly much less play a song on an instrument with actual emotions instead of the hogwash fed amongst many species that only kills off more brain cells than being considered real music," Torithÿn smiled lightly before removing one side of his mask and deliberately giving a quick exhalation of air that made the chalk dust on the board jump off the board even though he was sitting so far away. He then peeled himself off of the desk and moved closer to the girl and her sprite, that mischievous smile never fading. "Those were just notes I'd been leaving the teachers over the last week or so. I'd been hoping to ask these teachers a question seeing as they apparently know how to do all things magical during foreplay and actual intercourse, but then someone finally told me why they weren't here when I'd come in here. This leads to me either having to ask my brothers which will just be bothering them with another thing in life they really don't need or just waiting the original teacher or his replacement for this room to ask my question."
xXxXxBrushing a stray reddish-brown hair out of his face, the youngest of the Phantomen brothers quickly snatched up the sprite yet never seemed to hurt him. "Matter is something we phantoms control whether it be as a solid, a liquid or a gas if you're curious about how I did that... Let's see... Definitely a dark sprite, but one that isn't as vicious as most. No... He is friends with a kelpie, however, and is actually pretty glad that this area doesn't have as thick an odor of iron as most cities do. I also smell a cait sidhe on him, most probably female. I hope your parents return safely to you, mademoiselle. War is not a kind thing after all and I do believe that America is still at war with those foreign nations," he purred smoothly after lightly sniffing the sprite who looked almost as if he were going to fall out of Tori's hand in shock. Considering the phantom set the sprite back down on the girl's shoulder rather gently, his fingers avoiding the wings, instead of just popping him into his mouth and biting down on him had his tiny little figure still pretty shook up yet frozen solid. If one were to describe him, it'd probably be that of a slushie or a snow cone. "Sorry if I seem to speak ill of humans also. It's not that I hate humans, but its not like I like them either especially those who are the stereotypical ones. Why do they even have to be so... plastic anyways? I mean, yes, fantasy is better than reality, but when you're one of those kinds of people who wears a neon sign over your head that tells you they're trying to be funny or trying to be cool, it makes me want to hit someone and call them a moron. And would you start a conversation if you're going to stick around here? I feel like I'm talking to myself again..."
☆ XXϮнє Sтσяч ηєvєя єηδsXX
☆ XXℓσvє ηєvєя διєsXX {( OutOfCares ;; ~ )}
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Dantes_river Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 18, 2013 9:28 am
◤ • ✶ Ｃａｌｌｉｅ Ｓｈｉｅｌｄｓ ✶ • ◥
She stiffens immensely when Tori made his way to her while speaking. A dark red blush forming on her cheeks and ears, if she wasn't wearing her jacket it could be seen on the tops of her shoulders too. A small knot forming in her stomach when he talks about the questions he had for the teachers. Almost robotically the short blonde sticks her hand out to her chest, her arm was bent which in her mind ment he was too close. Closer than anyone had ever been to her. Glancing down for a second at the skirt she decided to wear, her heart sinks a bit. " Erm.. I can't go into specifics on what my parents do and I've lived on bases my entire life. I um er.. Specialty is cooking. Xylon is a boy, he likes strutting around nude. Are you a music major or just general knowledge? I don't like people that fantasize about having something such as a vampire boyfriend or whatever the new trend is now. Why did you ask such graphic questions? Oh gosh I'm sorry that's none of my business.. Do you and your brothers get along?.." She blushed only darker while talking. Callie was nervous, not because of the information he told her about himself. It's because he decided to get close enough to where she can hear him breathe. Xylon sat on her shoulder slowly cheering back up, eventually laughing at the awkward situation between the two. He wanted to make things worse on her for letting Tori grab him like that. Xylon pulls down the side of her jacket collar to show the red on her shoulders also. He just laughs even more pointing to it. After his odd little show he disappears.
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Posted: Thu Jul 18, 2013 3:52 pm
“ Sιηg σηcє αgαιη ωιтн мє, συя sтяαηgє δυєт.
мч ρσωєя σvєя чσυ gяσωs sтяσηgєя чєт.
αηδ тнσυgн чσυ тυяη ғяσм мє тσ gℓαηcє вєнιηδ,
тнє ρнαηтσм σғ тнє σρєяα ιs тнєяє ιηsιδє чσυя мιηδ... ” xXxXxTorithÿn Phantomen
☆ XXϮяαηscєηδιηg ϮιмєXX
☆ XXєтєяηαℓ ℓιғєXX xXxXxLeaning back slightly so as to give the girl a little breathing room for a moment, he almost seemed to mull over her words before answering. It was always better thinking about what you said before saying anything after all. "General knowledge, manga and animated art, dance, all things science, certain varieties of music and close-quarter combatives are the areas I major in. My art and poetry is actually pretty dark stuff apparently seeing as Eric always tries smothering me after finding them. My brothers and I have different yet similar areas we major in so I'm not exactly special in those areas. Eric's a musical genius though and he explains music as a way to express feelings more openly than words can accomplish; the lyrics the story and the music the setting," Torithÿn started calmly, his smile becoming serious again as his eyes flicked a fiery reddish-orange. As if catching it himself, he returned his mask to where it covered the lower half of his face again and did a quick backflip so he landed on one of the desks. The scents were getting to him again. "Vampiric boyfriends is but a fool's dream. Few vampires ever honestly care for their humans, treating them as but mere fodder and servants they can feed from on a constant basis. I could honestly care less what human trends are seeing as they change it every frickin' day. I noticed the details about Xylon when I snatched him up too, but I thank you for telling me as such now."
xXxXxShifting his weight on the desk, the legs of the desk started out something of a tap to which he smiled at beneath his mask. It was such a nice beat and now he was seeing why Eric was sticking around to teach a girl his music. "The phantom race is full of scientists thus making us naturally curious to everything which leads to graphic questions that need graphic and highly detailed answers. My brother Yue wishes me dead while my brother Eric refuses to expose me to the evils of the world albeit I've already seen it. He wishes to baby me for the rest of my unnatural life. I simply don't want my brothers to suffer having to deal with their freakshow of a younger brother. Eric and I get along alright, but Yue and I will start up a way of our own if left in a room together," he answered back in that cool tone of voice while briefly jumping on the desk as if it were a stage. As if from nowhere, a tune started up following the beat he'd started up with the desk. "Show me your colors. Show me your colors. 'Cause without you I'm blue. Hurry up and save me. Hurry up and save me. Hurry up and save me. Hurry up and save me. I just want to feel alive and I do when I'm with you. Hurry up and save me. Hurry up and save me. Hurry up and save me. Hurry up and save me. I just want to feel alive. Show me your colors. Show me your colors. God, I can't get this stupid song out of my head. It's so friggin' repetitive..."
☆ XXϮнє Sтσяч ηєvєя єηδsXX
☆ XXℓσvє ηєvєя διєsXX {( OutOfCares ;; ~ )}
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