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Post by RAZIPHEL TAKUTO on Apr 6, 2014 17:06:29 GMT -5
Razi still felt angry, he felt betrayed. For someone related to Fran, he acted very little like him at times. Go figure. Razi had been avoiding the boss, and his minion. Avoiding the toys sounded like a good way to keep himself sane. At the very least, but he was not a people person. He'd never be a people person at this rate. People made him want to back up, Arashi and Kaoru were good at that. At least a little bit. Not like he needed to point out how sucky his illusions were. Razi already knew that, and he tried to fix them. All on his own. He refused to rely on other people, that'd only make more problems. "Tch whatever. Let's just go." He looked at his box weapon, why would he talk to it. That was like his only friend. And for the most part he didn't like it.
He just wanted to forget everything that had happened. Pretty much. This was just how it went, and of course Razi was not in the mood. He had that feeling his rage was growing. As he walked through the park, he just wondered if anyone would be here. This place was always a bit empty in some form or another. Basically. So right now he was not in the right state of mind. His mist flames were swirling up from his hand, and that was that. He tried to resist slamming them into someone's face. Or something here, though it'd probably not matter. No one was here, not that he noticed. The place was pretty much empty, and it annoyed him.
For whatever reason, he didn't understand. After all his whole life was strange enough. Had been for awhile pretty much. Though he'd rather not dwell on those things. Since it wasn't bound to do him much good either. He would probably just end up hurting someone. Letting the flames fall away after punching a wall Razi went to find a place to flop down. Relaxing sounded really good to him right about now. Though people didn't know a darn thing about him. So they'd either ignore him or assume he was dead.
He hummed a bit before feeling the darkness take him back down again. Just how pathetic was he? He didn't have a lot of strength it seemed. His skills weren't strong, they were weak. That's why Arashi never used him for anything. Right now he just groaned and curled up. Trying to ignore that voice in his head. Having two personalities was irritating. Having one not shut the heck up was not making it any better either. He just tried to black out instead.
At least there he'd be safe from his monsters. Uh oh, you're coming unglued ---you're a psycho, they all know it too. |
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Post by Kiku Joshima on Apr 6, 2014 18:00:44 GMT -5
The subtle thump of converse weighing down lightly was probably too far away for Razi to hear, yet he was far from alone in Kokuyo land. At one time the place of excitement and fun, it had since degraded into a place of solace or combat depending on the day of the week. After having been set free from her cages and confines, Kiku had found it to be a place of solace wherein he grandfather had once had her stay for a while before finding more suitable housing. On passing speech, she had learned the history of the area and what it meant to those of the past who had claimed it as their own, and since then, Kiku had always had an appreciation for it in the way in which some looked at relics of family history.
That afternoon more like a monk visiting a shrine than a girl looking for some fun, Kiku strode past the gates and into the park. Deep amber eyes flicked about taking in the various sights, yet they were not the only sense with which the young woman used to scan the area slowly as she entered. An uncanny sense of smell had been with the young woman since before she could remember allowing her to detect the subtle changes in the air, and that in itself could be amplified if she chose to observe her channels. Yes, much like Ken two generations before her, Kiku was akin to a beast in many ways, the most obvious of which happened to be when she slid a special set of teeth over her own. They remained in her pockets now, however, as there was little need to drain her energy without reason.
The air was surprisingly fresh today, as fresh as one could get on an island perpetuated with pollution, yet as a breeze passed by, the whiff of something she did not readily recognize hit Kiku’s nose. Human, she was aware of that much, yet who it was, was beyond her comprehension for now at least. This alert did not undermine her desires to tread deeper, however, for humans were common everywhere and brought all different smells with them. Whether friend, foe, or acquaintance, it mattered little to Kiku therein. The park was big enough to share, after all. Thus instead of track down the smell immediately, Kiku allowed herself to wander a bit, the way one might walk around a well-known back yard or the way in which another might transverse through social planes smoothly enough but always carrying a certain interest at the correct points.
It was in this way that unintentionally, Kiku would end up walking up on the young man relaxing on what appeared to be a park bench or something, yet as her attention drew more readily to him, a smile crossed her features, a familiar enough sight in itself. “Hey sugar,” the young woman smiled leaning up on the back of the bench now staring down at him. “Taking a nap?” There was an obvious answer to this question, and Kiku giggled briefly dispelling it. “Or did you fall too hard from heaven?”
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Post by RAZIPHEL TAKUTO on Apr 25, 2014 1:44:23 GMT -5
He was already in a place he liked, yet he didn't like it either. So what was he supposed to say? It's not like he knew where to go on this one. Like it'd do him any good at this point either, with a small groan he just wanted to look away from people. Now what he was he going to do? Really. For the moment Raziphel just wanted everything to go away. Make it end or something at least. Why would people bother him, he didn't make friends easily. Basically. Not that people valued his opinions, Arashi didn't though Kaoru actually did. This place had been destroyed, well mostly. And he'd rather not dig into that problem. It wasn't going to get him anywhere. Just who the hell were the people that surrounded him? What use did Razi have? He really did have a lot of questions. Ones that might not be so good at that moment.
With a small sigh, he wished he could just let it all go. But his feelings were starting to swirl around like no tomorrow. What was he supposed to do? That voice shocked him out of his awkward thoughts. Which might have been a good thing after all the stress he was involved in. His own head was not something he wanted to dwell on, so he was partially glad for it. But partially did not understand any of that either at this point. He just looked up at her and tilted his head. "What are you even talking about, trying to hit on me? Well, I'm the devil a fine piece of woman such as yourself should never make a deal with me~" He might be just playing, Razi felt weird that she talked to him. It's not like girls were his favorite thing in the whole world.
"Wanna take a nap with me" He purred as he spoke, wondering what she'd end up doing. This couldn't be that bad, right? Perhaps he was just in one of those weird places once again. Raziphel felt a bit better though, at least it wasn't Arashi, or someone else he didn't want to talk to. Yea he didn't know her but those details were not entirely important. This girl truly was strange though. Her way of talking to him? It was more flirting then anything.
And Razi was not sure how to handle that. People didn't flirt with him they ran the other direction most of the time. Uh oh, you're coming unglued ---you're a psycho, they all know it too. |
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