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 Posted: Fri Mar 05, 2010 6:59 pm
There was a whisper in the shadows and the quiet voice of the Slender Man issued from a dark corner. "Hello, Morniozuka. Maguda-sama and I are 'taking' with Natsuo. He is being... difficult. We may have to kill him. I will clean up the blood stains when I get a free moment."
There was another whisper, and he was gone.
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Posted: Fri Mar 05, 2010 9:29 pm
Zankairou continued to look at Jes. Despite the fact Buru could serve as an example of how to act around her, Zankairou simply showed no interest in doing so after all his screwed up philosophies demanded his a** being kicked before he showed someone that degree of respect. His large grin still obviously plastered to his face Zankairou had to think out his choices between following Jes and Buru to this squad they were off to visit or if he wanted to go and find that girl with the chocolate hair so he could sample a taste. Within seconds the answer became a lot more clear. "I'll tag along with you guys, anything that could lead to a fight has my name all over it!" Zankairou geared up his arms as he spoke - the muscle's being tensed up as he brought them in close to himself. He wasn't flexing to show them off but more or less simply flexing because of the idea of encroaching fighting.
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Posted: Mon Apr 12, 2010 4:26 pm
Natsuo entered with his hands in his pants, looking rather sluggish about himself. He held himself in a high demeanor but, ately...he felt lazy about himself. He didn't care about the other arrancars, he didn't care about the espadas, not even Jes.
Darkness surrounded him, enveloping him as he walked deeper into the Dark court. He awaited an answer.
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