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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 7:33 pm
Myami didn't really get it until she was hugged by Ishira, and she curled up against Ishira and rested. Myami had seemed unsually tired constantly. It wasn't something normal for any human, but then again, she was constantly in the form of a baby tiger that always seemed to have an exceedingly crazy ammount of uneeded energy. Taking a few moments relaxing, she stayed there, before speaking again.
"care ..."
was all she said, keeping her eyes closed, but then she held onto her a little tighter.
"momma, no care me."
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 7:40 pm
What Myami said hit Ishira in a sore spot. She messed with Myamis hair a little and looked up to the roof. Ishiras real mother had left her to die... So Ishira started to understand some of the girls reactions now...
"But Myami..." Ishira put her finger under the girls chin and lifted it as she looked into the childs eyes. "I care... I care alot and will help you... Ill be here for you.." She whispered and then patted the girls head lightly. She let out a deep sigh and stood, lifting up Myami as she did. "Lets get food. Good Food."
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Ishira Tsubasa Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 7:45 pm
Myami's eyes were closed right now. The only time they opened was when Ishira lifted her chin and was looking into hers. At first, it had made her nervous, and she went to move her head away until she hear I, and care used together towards her. Myami seemed to just freeze, as if something had just run her over, even when Ishira lifted her up, her eyes were still ust staring off and she wouldn't move or respond. Her body just kind of was heading back towards the ground, not knowing how to take it, even though she felt she had heard and understood it correctly.
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 7:52 pm
Ishira walked to the door, touching it so it would open again and started down the hall. She would look from time to time at Myami, wondering why the girl was so quiet, but didnt say anything... She smiled, hoping Myami understood what she had said. As Ishira walked into the other room she noticed the new plant that was becoming part of the floor, along with the others Ishira had yet to finish. She wanted to put Myami down and cook, but everything was dirty... So she held her as she went about to cook some food.
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Ishira Tsubasa Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 7:59 pm
He sighed once more, taking his hand and slowly pressing it against the practice dummies and forcing energy to then send it flying across the room. His nose itched him a little, but he continued to ignore it, and thus the blood that was starting to trickle down from his it.
He didn't like forcing himself on people, unless they fell under his protection or he had to of course. Taking in a deep breath, he then noticed the scent that was wafting through the open door from the kitchen. He quietly peeked out from the training room and looked at Ishira cooking, as a grin crept across his face.
With silent, but quick movements, he did his best to sneak off behind her and wrap his arms around her waist softly.
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 8:05 pm
Taking a look and snapping out of the trance, Myami began to squirm in Ishira's hold with the man right there. She saw a hug, but she still didn't know the man, and she began getting slightly frantic. Her teeth sharpened and she bared her teeth at him, as a threat to back off at least until Ishira had placed her on the ground....
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Ishira Tsubasa Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 8:10 pm
Ishira jumped when his arms wrapped around her. Once again she hadnt sensed him, which she figured was a long term effect of her battle with Ally. She let out a small yelp and then looked down at Myami, knowing the girl would be upset.
"Settle Myami, please..." She asked as she turned to Tutsumi, letting out a deep sigh and shaking her head lightly. "Always after the food... You should probably let me put Myami down before she takes a chunk out of you or me..."
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 8:15 pm
"What? You know I'm generally always hungry. Can you honestly blame me though? Besides, with such a wonderful cook for a wife, can you really blame me, eh, eh?"
He chuckled a bit and then slowly released his arms from around Ishira and quickly kissed her neck before taking a few steps back from the two of them, then sitting down on a chair at the dinning table. He placed a finger lightly on the salt shaker and then tossed it up into the air, holding it floating just by his gaze as he started to reach into his pockets to check for something. Once again, his nose started to bleed again, but he didn't notice.
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 8:19 pm
Her eyes widened seeing blood and she licked her lips. She had mostly animal instincts, and blood meant food in some form, and she began squirming uneasily in Ishira's hold, and her sharp teeth clenched together. When she noticed the salt shaker was floating though, she let out a scream of confusion and didn't understand what was going on. She burried her head into Ishira's shoulder, and stayed quiet. She wanted to go outside, that was what she wanted after some food, or go hunting...
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 8:25 pm
"Ha ha ha.. You havent had my cookin in ages, how would you know if it was still good?" Ishira asked, her eyes watching the meat as she cooked it. Myami was moving a bit, which was odd, cause Ishira only held her by one hand. She moved to support the girl, until she smelled blood and then Myami yelled out. Ishiras eyes darted to where Tut had gone and she froze. Her eyes started to glow lightly, showing the crimson color in them a bit better. The smell of some one elses blood made her mind stir, she wasnt even paying attention to anything else at the time.
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Ishira Tsubasa Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 8:30 pm
It didn't take a genius to feel the two pairs of eyes etching themselves onto him. He gave a small glance toward the two of them from the corner of his eye, wondering if he was doing something wrong. He quickly put back down the shaker and started looking around the room, as if nothing had happened.
"The only thing that could ruin your cooking is if someone did something to the food without anyone seeing them. Looks like the little one wants to head outside though..."
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 8:33 pm
"blood."
Was the only word she said, and her eyes closed tight for a minute, trying to ignore her animal instincts. She held onto Ishira tighter, trying to ignore it, burring her head and hiding against her shoulder.
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 8:39 pm
Tutsumis words brought her back and she quickly looked away. She tried her best to control herself, but since the fight she had, it was hard for her... Blood was a bad smell right now, it brought out the worse in her but as long as she saw it before smelling, she was fine.. Smoke was starting tto rise from the food and she growled lightly.
"Tsk... or i burn it..." Ishira sighed and moved the food around quickly, flipping over the peices she could and scraping others to the side. As she worked Myami spoke and said the one word she shouldnt, which cause Ishira to flinch and almost look back. "Tut, your bleeding, deal with it now.." Ishira demanded, her voice strained and she focused. She patted Myami lightly on the head, understanding, now, why the girl was so restless.
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 8:42 pm
Myami squirmed to get down, she was going to pounch and attack, and she knew it. She had to go to the room or something, do anything, but not stay in here where it was to easy to smell, see, almost taste. She was shaking out of anticipation, she wanted to get it, she was planning to get it...
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Posted: Fri Mar 20, 2009 8:43 pm
At their words, he quickly checked himself over but couldn't find anything wrong with him. That was, however, until he noticed a droplet of blood start to run down his lips and try to drip onto the floor. He grimaced a little and headed outside, opening up the door from the back of the kitchen. Once outside, he blew his nose into the wind, getting the air to reach in and take the excess blood out of his nostrils and then carry then far away from the Academy.
He shook his head lightly and looked up toward the moon, cursing himself lightly under his breath.
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