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Though I'm still human, to a good extent, I have immense powers over the average human mind. Despite rumors and known facts though, I can show likeness towards some of them, though I'm not above killing others, I'm serious about my work after all. My master was Knives Millions, but after I was shot by Vash the Stampede, I don't answer to anyone really now, though Knives will always be held in my highest regards. How I've come to be alive now is a mystery, even for myself. But, I like a good mystery from time to time, so I won't spoil anything by seeking how I've come to be.

I enjoy the occasional fight also, but take heed if you wish to engage in one, I have little mercy when fighting. Currently, I'm just browsing around here, in search of allies, friends, perhaps even enemies if it comes to that. If you wish to know more of myself, then you must brave a question to myself personally.

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(Yes, I realize that the new look has the spike on the wrong shoulder, but at least it looks credible)

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Shadow Pantheress

Report | 11/27/2009 11:16 am

Shadow Pantheress

Hehe, wow Legato, you've gotten real popular. ^_^ And I hope that duckling item thingy I gave you helped with the spike ordeal. I'm still looking for other items, too.
x-The Nightmare King-x

Report | 11/23/2009 10:10 pm

x-The Nightmare King-x

He shivered noticeably, his fingers coiling against the man's shoulder slightly as he shimmied, getting more comfortably placed in the space between the man's legs. The bulge that rubbed against his hip slightly made him shiver all the more as he purred against him, his backside pressing suggestively against his hand as he listened to him.

"I don't celebrate Thanksgiving..it has little meaning in my country." he said, sliding the man's coat away from his left shoulder, his fingers now tracing over his arm lightly. "I take it you're not the type to think too much about families..? Or gatherings, maybe?"

He nuzzled into him comfortingly, nipping his skin affectionately.
x-The Nightmare King-x

Report | 11/23/2009 4:01 pm

x-The Nightmare King-x



He chuckled just slightly, his pale cheeks flushing slightly red as he further nuzzled into him, dragging his nails down his chest gently, the razored tips threatening to cut his dark shirt.
"A hot nekojin..Never been called that before.." he mused, shivering as his tail further coiled around the man's wrist, the tips both twitching excitedly as he pulled his legs up, his rump meeting the man's lap as he settled comfortably between his legs. "But it certainly isn't my name...familiars call me Rook..but friends call me James.."

He lifted his hand gently and stroked along the man's collar, eventually finding his shoulder beneath the fold of his jacket, pushing it back gently to grope at his sturdy frame.

"As for class..you have a break coming up you said..are you planning to spend time with family and friends..?"

He was thoroughly interested, despite the flirtatious touching that was quickly becoming something more sensual.
x-The Nightmare King-x

Report | 11/23/2009 8:11 am

x-The Nightmare King-x

He quirked an eyebrow gently but thought little of his hand perusing his back gently, loving the feel of his fingers pressing into the little knots and grooves he'd worked into his own back, purring all the more as he worked them out. His own hands even began to knead at the man's chest gently, his sharp nails binging the fabric of his shirt over his pectoral into a slight bunch before the fingers splayed it out again, flat against the skin beneath it.
"And how're you feeling, monsieur?" he asked, nuzzling his neck slightly more, his forehead meeting the crook of his neck, the fine locks of red hair gently sliding over the skin of his neck as he writhed just slightly against Legato's hand.
"It's fitting that your name is Legato.." he said bemused, his tail coiling now around the man's wrist gently. "Le- Gato..the cat...How ironic.."
x-The Nightmare King-x

Report | 11/23/2009 7:48 am

x-The Nightmare King-x

The attention alone he was receiving from the cobalt-haired man was enough to drive him into a purring, mewling frenzy.
"Trusting reasons..?" he'd purred, the words dripping from his lips like sweet dripping honey, his smile further sweetening the sound as he again lay against him, this time nearly atop his chest, taking slight advantage of the fact that he'd leaned back, finding the comfortable 'lover's nook' that all well formed men naturally had--the space where their chest dipped in between the pectorals, where the lungs expanding caused it to rise and fall, where the heartbeat could be best heard by a nuzzling face. Even if it was an invasion of space, he had little care for anyone else's personal bubble other then his own, and it was quite apparent that that care had blown out the window the minutes his hands met his ears for a second time.
"I suppose that's reasonable..." he added, his tails coiling slightly over the roundness of the other man's thigh before coiling back then doing the same, swaying gently.
x-The Nightmare King-x

Report | 11/22/2009 4:49 pm

x-The Nightmare King-x

He leaned towards the man's hand, a low mewling purr escaping his smiling lips.
"Mn...secrecy....It makes you all the more interesting, my friend...I adore secretive people." he said, quite honestly. "The best thing about secretive people is if you learn something they were hiding, that either means they trust you deeply or..they're slipping..and, not to sound unkind, i like to watch people slip..not fall, but slip."
He laid down against his lap, curling slightly.
"I like to make people comfortable, even on this plain..but not always can i...haha..but i'm rambling.."

He chuckled a bit and then sat up, tilting his head.

"I'd tell you what i looked like offline but i'm much more fond of how i look online. And i wont ask you to tell me."
x-The Nightmare King-x

Report | 11/21/2009 11:13 am

x-The Nightmare King-x

He noted, more to himself then the man who's clothing he toyed with, about the curiosity that crossed his face, committing the expression to memory.
"Do i live around London?" he repeated, a small smile playing across his face, the tips of his finely sharpened teeth gleaming up at him with the same playful cleverness that reflected in the large pools of green that were his child-like irises. "I never tell anyone where exactly i live...I'd rather they be sure as to where about i am. After all, i never tell the person guessing my whereabouts if he's wrong, and the only time I'll tell him if he's right is if he can say what he feels with 100% confidence in his words."
He chuckled slightly, though it came out tainted by his purr as he crawled up, nuzzling under the man's chin lightly--playfully even.
x-The Nightmare King-x

Report | 11/20/2009 10:50 am

x-The Nightmare King-x

Purring softly, he nuzzled into the man's hand, his fingers kneading lightly at the man's outer thigh on the opposite side of where his own body lay draped over his lap.
"A ruddy adult, every bloke this site of London dreams of becoming some ruddy adult with a heart so shriveled prunes hide in shame."
He turned slightly, his face facing the man's stomach, one hand coming down to play with a bit of his coat gently.
"I wish they'd all dry up like the geart prunes they are and drop."
x-The Nightmare King-x

Report | 11/19/2009 2:53 pm

x-The Nightmare King-x

With a bit of a curious tilt of his head he smiled and turned half-way, laying his arms over the man's lap lightly, though not provocatively, giving silent permission for any non-committal touching.

"Greek, hm? I've never known anyone Greek other then Toni.." he remarked, dismissing the thought soon after.

"I adore people who like to learn things..even if it's languages or how to knit..Anyone who knows they have room to learn things isn't done growing therefore no matter the age, they're not adult. You stop living when you stop learning, after all."
x-The Nightmare King-x

Report | 11/19/2009 6:15 am

x-The Nightmare King-x

Watching him, both his imp's eyes and his own set on the man he allowed his imp to be on it's way then wandered over to the couch, sinking down into the cushions, stretching out his nails--or rather claws--his fingers popping, cracking and all about making a racket as he did so.
"I've never met someone with such a fondness for languages.." he admitted, a small, curiously interested smile playing across his slightly pouted lips. "I've always loved the sound of Latin...I wanted to learn it for myself some time ago but i never got my head wrapped around the concept. I can barely speak English as it is, you see..."
He paused before turning to face the man, laying down, half twisted, atop the cushioned landing, his head resting just beside his thigh, one eye peering up at him, the other having the back of his own hand covering it.
"I can't help but wonder why now, since your interest in so many languages tells me it has little, if not nothing, to do with your background or roots."

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I'm the new Legato; try me in a fight.
You'll be surprised.