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 Posted: Mon May 05, 2014 8:11 am
Salomon had no reason to be dishonest with her. If he was then there was no reason for her to be honest him. The man smiled. "I haven't used all my resources to make you happy. I have more surprises up my sleeve." He told her. He knew a thousand ways to make someone happy, but Yukihara only got a lick. "I'm sure by the time my family knows about you, then we'll have our storm. They have stake to the claim and if we marry and have a child it would risk their own hands on the fortune."
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Posted: Mon May 05, 2014 9:07 am
~Yukihara Tanaka~ A family of werewolves who wouldn't appreciate Salomon having a wife and child simply because they want their hands on the inheritance. Something about that is wrong to Yukihara, and despite that she could be the enemy of these werewolves, she was not so worried about it since all she would need a book with an awesome character that could take down the werewolves easily. What worried her is that if she had to fight the werewolves, would she be able to restrain herself? It depends on what character she picks but its not like she would have the luxury to carefully choose a storybook in case she were attacked out of the blue. Oh well, thats a worry she will save for another time since it was still too early for the bad stuff to happen in this fairy tale. Right now she is focused on looking forward what else this old man has up his sleeve to woo her.
"From the way you talk about your family, I don't think they deserve to be family. I mean, you care for them, but I don't think the feeling is mutual if it seems like they are looking forward to your death just to get rich...or richer...oh well thats just me trying to live in my own world. Hehehe, so many surprises left in store eh? I guess I have all the time in the world for them...not that I'm immortal but...not sure where I was going with that...thats a first...I'm speechless."
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Posted: Mon May 05, 2014 9:24 am
Salomon smiled and listened as he ate his food. "I don't know how much they care for me. Morten, my younger brother, and I have wonderful chats here and there. Alexandra is always open to giving me advice when it comes to finance." The man commented. He just didn't want to leave them something that he didn't know if they deserved. "We're both not immortal. I'm nearing the end of my life. In twenty short years I could be gone." He pointed out. He was willing to spend all those years with Yukihara if she would let him.
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Posted: Mon May 05, 2014 11:33 am
~Yukihara Tanaka~ Yukihara is just about done with her burger, so she decided to eat some kettle chips as Salomon explained to her about some of his family members, like Morten and Alexandra. At least he has siblings who at least talk to him and give him advice. What does it feel like to have a brother or sister? Her parents always had a photo of a boy who was her older brother, but he never got a chance to meet at the age she would remember him. Could they have been like Salomon with his siblings? Could it have been better? Or worse? She will never know since her brother is long gone, so she will have to base sibling relationships on Salomon's family tree. As Salomon just said, twenty years is not a long time, especially when trying to spend a lifetime of happiness with one person. When the old man is gone, how would she handle. She doesn't have the answer right now but maybe she will figure out within the twenty short years if the guy can completely capture your heart.
"Well, don't ever think of the time in seconds. Just think about how good each second we spend...if I say yes to you but you still have the time and surprises left in you to keep trying...hehe, sorry, but I'm making you work a bit unlike the typical princess who just looks at a prince and instantly rushes to his arms."
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Posted: Mon May 05, 2014 5:47 pm
Salomon grinned. It's only a matter of time now. He knew he had won her over. Now he just needed to go in for the kill or in this case the marriage. The man picked up her hand and kissed it. "My dear Yukihara, you forget that werewolves love the thrill of the hunt." He told he with a grin. "I wont stop hunting until I have you in my arms." He added with a devilish look in his eyes.
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Posted: Mon May 05, 2014 7:38 pm
~Yukihara Tanaka~ A kiss planted on her hand, my goodness this guy knows how to be Prince Charming. Salomon is a well-mannered man for a werewolf and everything he is doing was all to impress her. Most of what he did was simple, which started when he bought a dress for an improvised dinner invitation just for her, and currently gave some of his time to buy an improvised lunch that they made for themselves to enjoy at the park. Once again she was speechless and before she could say anything stupid, she ate one of the vegetables and took a sip of the lemon lime soda. The way he looked her confirmed that he definitely wanted her and all she was capable of that moment was shyness, something that some men might find adorable in this situation.
"Well then, who am I to keep you hunting forever. I'm sure even wolves get tired eventually...but can you keep up a little longer. I have a feeling that you will treat me right...its just me...I'm not ready to stop running yet. I want to make sure that I won't let you down...when I'm done with some music business and can see myself heading in the right direction with little worry...I'll be ready. Is that okay?"
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Posted: Mon May 05, 2014 9:55 pm
Salomon smiled softly. "I'll wait for you." He promised. "I'll wait as long as you want me to. I'll be your support backstage and front stage." He told her. He had waited this long for a woman who could catch his eye, what was a few more years to him. There was time always for love.
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Posted: Mon May 05, 2014 11:09 pm
~Yukihara Tanaka~ That is all Yukihara needed to hear as a final confirmation that he is the prince he is searching for. More than likely she is going to outlive her prince, but at least she can say that she is in love. The feelings this man made her feel were not like any before, and she wasn't sure if the feelings were good. To her it didn't matter if it was correct to feel happy because the feelings felt right from her perspective. The only thing that should matter is just how she feels and not what everyone else will think, an ideal that she has followed to this day and will continue to do so since it has served her well. Now that the werewolf will wait, all thats left is to enjoy the rest of the meal, and the fruit tart was all that is left, aside from the kettle chips and veggies left over. With a plastic knife, she opened the package containing the tart and cut two slices. Both slices were placed on two separate paper plates and stuck on each slice was a plastic fork to eat them with. With her childish grin she said,
"Let's have some sweeties in our tummies now. A toast to our relationship since I can't have wine...or any adult drink in general. May our future look bright...and now we feast again."
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Posted: Tue May 06, 2014 6:22 am
Salomon was happy. Yukihara was a fun person to be with. She wasn't like other young adults who didn't know how to live and could be predicted in their movements. "Here, here." He responded to the girls toast. He then dug into his dessert with joy.
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Posted: Tue May 06, 2014 10:42 am
As the boxer drew closer, Morgan felt the need to do the same. She quickly dashed forward and leaped with her knee out aimed for Makayla's face. But as fate would have it, she missed. The boxer switched up her style at the last minute and performed a mighty flip kick that sent the Sabertooth Leader careening over to the side. Morgan tumbled several yards away from Makayla, picking herself up after rolling a safe distances from the boxer. The last thing she needed was her opponent taking advantage of her going prone. The boxer was good, real good. Sebra thought it best to "kick" thing up a notch. The Sabertooth leader darted forward and performed what many thought could only be done in video games. Morgan started kicking forward rapidly like she was stabbing at Makayla with a rapier.
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2014 9:15 am
~Yukihara Tanaka~ Yukihara cut a piece of the slice of tart on her plate with her plastic fork before picking it up with the fork and taking a bite. The tart is refreshing with only a touch of sweetness to make it count as a dessert. It is not something she typically eats for a dessert since she has a serious case of sweet tooth, but sometimes a dessert not so sweet is a nice change of pace. After swallowing her first piece, she said to Salomon,
"What will be your plans after this? I know I will have to go to the library to check out the business card I got from that guy and I think my rent is due today so I will have to speak to my landlord. My guess that you will be doing investing as per usual."
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2014 9:42 am
~Mikayla Powers~ Mikayla missed her grab on Morgan's leg. She must have put too much force into the flip kick as the girl had been sent flying. Oh well, it doesn't matter much to Mikayla because this woman should know by know who she is messing with. Of course, that didn't mean she wanted Morgan to back down as the fight just started. All of a sudden it was like she was getting hit by a Gatling gun because Morgan began kicking her at such a rapid pace that Mikayla did not expect from a human. One of those kicks managed to hit her hard enough to fall back and hit the ground. She recovered in a few seconds and stood up, patting away her chest with her crazed grin intact.
"Impressive...for a human. If I still had my former position, you would made a fine guinea pig that I could have tossed into battle. Now I wonder...should I keep playing with you or end this...lets see what happens."
With one leap she closed the distance between them and attempted to knee her in the stomach followed by an elbow to her back. The angel is not trying to end the fight quickly right now, but she does realize that she cannot let her insanity go overboard. Still, she can't let an opportunity like those go to waste so she shall make the fight last as long as possible.
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2014 10:52 am
Salomon smiled as they at the tart. "I will probably have to check my investments and then my calendar. Do you want to go see a play or opera or something?" He asked her. He would find something that they could both enjoy other than eating together. He wanted to spend as much time with her as she would allow.
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2014 5:53 pm
(Just open to anyone who cares to notice ^^)(Not meaning this to interrupt, but if you don't like being stared at, you might feel and react...I dunno sweatdrop mostly it's that I need to get back to rping, and I have multiple characters now that I CAN rp sweatdrop )  Ever been hunted with the intent to be killed? It's not fun...and people wonder why I'm so shy... Innocent trust, pained and aware experience....and yet I still have hope for this dark beleaguered world. A slender figure walked gracefully out of the shadows of the forest. Pointed ears rose out of the sleek black hair, brilliant emeralds looking around, almond eyes on a duskier-complexioned face. Pert and almost childish with it's heart shape, it was a face that most would assume could tell no lies; it was too innocent, too 'new'. Too young, in what most would call and 'elfen' or 'impish' look.
Looking around the park, the young woman...more of a girl, despite her appearance...went to the park with an odd way of moving that made one look at her. Almost a sway of hips, as if to be provocative...but it was obvious that wasn't her intent, was not the type of thoughts that were on this girl's mind. Moving to where she could watch the two women fighting from her seat on the edge of the water fountain, she watched with an odd kind of solemnity that was at odds with the bright openness of her face. She winced at blows that hit, tilted her head and narrowed her eyes with a kind of confused concentration as she watched them move with a sight not unlike a hawk's from a distance.
Sitting primly with her legs properly together despite them being in black jeans topped by her loose soft sweater in a deep purple, the girl just watched and observed, almost like a shadow despite her being out in the direct sunlight. So silent, so still...it would almost be the stillness of a hunter, watching prey. Almost, perhaps enough to set of the REAL hunters around, but yet her young vulnerability made her come across more as 'prey'; definitely unusual, and not likely to have been seen before. She spent some more time watching, then stood and with the same odd grace went back into the forest; she had somewhere else to be.
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Posted: Wed May 07, 2014 10:23 pm
Morgan stopped as soon as her opponent fell to the ground her flurry of kicks. It was indeed an impressive display of finesse, but Makayla only praised her so much before getting up and returning the favor. Sebra tried to dodge by jumping back, but the boxer closed the distance so fast, she was unable to move out of the way or block. Morgan found herself losing her wind after being being kneed in the stomach. She fell forward and hit the ground after being hit in the back. Sabre was completely winded, being unable to breathe for moment. Makayla was no ordinary boxer. She must have employed kicking into her fighting style. This changed the whole game. She was a kickboxer. Someone like Morgan, except she primarily used his legs in unarmed combat.
The leader of the Sabertooths took advantage of her grounded position to strike back at the boxer. Since they were so close together, Morgan planted her hands in the ground and sprang forward, feigning a forward flipped, but then came back and assaulted Makayla with legs once while walking backwards. (Sorry I couldn't incorporate you into the post. I really would like to, but my character is more focused on fighting. Maybe she could join to stop the fighting?)
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