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"Oh...my...god..." Yusake's voice came quite loudly through the courtyard. He was marching along into it with, of course, his worn out cloak drapped over him. "The people here SUCK! What the hell kind of maids are those?!" he was coming from the direction of the dorms... "It's not my fault my hand slipped..." he said with a slight smirk, glancing back toward the direction he came while he rubbed the back of his head lightly using his left hand. If someone were to pay close enough attention, they might see the red mark across his left cheek, which he then lightly scratched at with his index finger. "Tch...women are so touchy...not like, urr...crap...where is that girl anyway?!" he shouted, getting an irritated look on his face, a look of impatience. He obviously didn't care that he was talking very bluntly, and very loudly, right in the area with a lot of other people. But...then again...when did he ever care about such things?

she looked over at the man who entered the courtyard, she sighed, this was getting to be too much for her, she appeared back up in the tree and began to twirl her dagger closing her eyes slowly (( Ceron!! blaugh ))

Galea looked at the man utterly confused,"Why did you touch her butt, accidentaly or not? She might have been mad because you didn't apologise." She smiled only trying to help. Where she came from no one ever did that without a good reason, or atleast that's what she thought.She nodded her head at Seth,"It's nice to meet you Sir, but I'd like to finish talking to you." She smiled very caringly.

Seth felt a hand come over his shoulder, patting his shoulder in a friendly manner. He didn't recognize the energy this man eminated, and knew he had never met this man before. He lifted his head up and stared off into the blue skies above them. "Get your ******** hands off me..." he said in a dark tone of voice, keeping a straight face as his eyes continued to stare off into the skies. He wasn't regularly so ignorant, and usually accepted things in a joking manner. But he had not been himself ever since the day he left..

"What? Well it was an accident! And...what?! Shut the f%$k up!" he shouted as he was interrupted by Shadow, growling in her direction. He didn't take too kindly to her butting in...not that Yusake took too kindly to many things. But before he could continue his ungodly terrible, crude rant there was another interruption. Seth's outburst caused Yusake to jump back a little, but instead of showing fear her grew...you guessed it...angry. "What the f$%k?! Kiss my a**! You wanna end up six feet under punk?! I'll send ya flying back to last year you give me another crap like that!" Yusake, in his usually intellectual and grammatically genius manner, says to Seth as if he really would. "Tch, maybe you havn't heard the name pal, it's Yusake Akimito..." he brought, from under his cloak, his metal made right arm. The glint of the silver with the gleam of golden joint locks came off from the sun's light as he turned his hand up, palm facing toward Seth as he slowly closed it into a fist. "Mess with me, and you'll be down in one move."

Seth turned around and brought his attention to Yusake. His fierce red eyes following Yusake's movements as he began to burst out angrily. He then watched as Yusake brought out a metal arm, offering his hand to Seth. A slight grin came upon his face as he looked down at Yusake's metal arm. It humored him that such big talk would be coming from a man who had lost one arm. Most likely in battle, Seth concured.. Seth's eyes focused back into his Yusake's, Seth's dark red eyes always eminating a fierce intensity. His grin disappeared from his face, replaced with the same stern look he had when Yusake placed his hand on his shoulder before. "I've heard many names.. of great warriors.. Gods, you might say... Gods worthy of a welcoming hand in friendship.. warriors, who fought 'til the very last breath.. warriors who could wipe out an entire nation with the swing of a sword..." he paused for a moment, his eyes still looked back into Yusake's eyes with an intense heat. "I will not shake your hand, for you are nothing more than another petty, lost soul in this world.. but I will suggest to you a bit of advice..." Seth paused for another moment, then continued once again "keep to yourself.. and stay away from me... if you'd rather not lose your other arm as well.."

Acid awoke from under the large tree in the courtyard to the sounds of yelling. "What the ********> He cracked his neck and got his feet adjusting the sword that hung at his side. As his eyes unblurred and got used to the sunlight he could see 3 possibly 4 people standing a few meters away from him screaming at each other.... He recognized the caped one immediatly.