Post by tithe on Aug 29, 2007 16:58:07 GMT -5
Well dame Mya… if I had known all you’d do was this I sure would have made the swap in a much more exciting place.[/size]
”Well what if I like enjoying the bounties of nature?!” Indigo eyes squeezed shut in denied despondency, and with the addition of a tight frown and fisted hands the essence of irritation wasn’t going to be overlooked. Especially in the particular place the boy sat in, cross-legged and near burying himself into the wall of leaves behind him. Bowing his head, arms crossing to their tightest abilities he hunched over, letting a curtain of spiked ashen hair fall over his face. “Butterflies are fun!”[/size]
…Who in dog’s name raised You? Butterflies? Flowers in your- no- My hair? MY hair Noob, my hair![/i][/size]
Absent mindedly Myaku Koe tugged at petal peaking out from beneath a clump of tresses. Then pouted. “Our hair!” He was nearly at a state of growling, shaking his head violently in denial. “You let me out. Deal with it!” Eyelids parted, purplish orbs clawing the secluded landscape that barely went a few feet before disappearing behind a hedge. Mya pointed an accusing finger. “Maze! Labyrinth! The promise of utter muddle~ment! Why Tithe~kun? Why a maze? I might have gone somewhere better if you hadn’t gotten yourself lost in the FIRST PLACE!”[/size]
MYA!
He winced. Suddenly regretful with the potential rant of his now hostage host might throw.[/size]
I-!! Am ashamed that you can’t find your way out. Poor dearie, if you need help just ask.[/size]
Mya choked. Expression going screwy as his tensed anticipation was wrenched away. The urge to cry out ‘What the hell?!?!’ nearly possessed his caste vocals into swearing. Immediately he grabbed his throat, toppling to the side and rolling to his back, bare feet in the air. “Gah! My virgin voice! Its been tainted!” [/size]
Mya…[/size]
”No! Leave me evildoer! I must be purged!”[/size]
You could try taking that Oxy Clean stuff again… I swear you seemed much better afterwards… So clean…[/size]
”Saa! Tithe~kun! That stuff made me sick!”[/size]
And quiet.[/size]
”Bu-but… I was terribly ill![/size]
But you were wonderfully quiet.[/size]
Mya grumbled, letting his arms fall limply to the grass and eyes finding business elsewhere in the clouds. Quiet? Tithe~kun wanted quiet? He’d be quiet then. A silent as silent can be, he could simply fade away and become invisible, as the demon commonly was to all of reality. Living, but tucked away in the folds of a sick mind… then drowned in more strange presences…
He didn’t get out enough.
Regaining his sitting posture the boy slouched, elbows on his folded knees, chin resting on his palms. Bruised lavender was directed to the discarded shoes and arm warmers lying dead in the grass. He had made sure to loose them as soon as possible. Ever since who-knows-when Mya made great efforts to oppose and detest Tithe’s manner of dress, then again, he had opposed and detested nearly everything about Tithe since who-knows-when. He preferred Forbid much more. She seemed so much nicer… but on the other hand Kage scared the stuffing out of him.
He swore there had been some sort of mix up when he ended up in this misfit and Kage in the seemingly nicer counterpart of the remaining Jaganshis.
Mya enjoyed the bounties of nature. Tithe liked to step on them. Mya liked butterflies. Tithe ranted on about how they were trying to demolish the human race. The two of them knew however that was only because one had happened to attack Tithe when he was little. “He cried too…” He uttered a giggle. Tithe uttered a very loud and wound up sigh.[/size]
And I remember this one time, at camp, when-
”You knew those swimming trunks where too big!” Myaku was nearly squealing in the searing force of embarrassment form the memory. Shuddering compulsively he curled up, taking particular caution in holding on to the semi-tight jeans he was wearing as if they were going to suddenly vanish. “I’ve been scarred!” [/size]
Yeah, well, wake up and smell the corpses Noob. Those scars just happen everyday…[/size][/i][/font][/blockquote]