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A benevolent and laid-back bluer who takes pride in everything he does, even if what he does is being ruckus and plain troublemaker. Raziel Delair vows to serve only one king- the current blue king and acts as the sword and pillar that holds the blue clan together. While he strikes to live life to the fullest, time is slowly running out for him. What secrets could he be hiding behind that whimsical attitude?
THEME SONG: Some by Soyu (SISTAR) and Junggigo
ORIGIN | BLUE CLAN |
POSITION | CLANSMAN |
AGE | TWENTY-FIVE |
GENDER |  Male |
SEXUALITY | ASEXUAL |
STATUS | Secretly Loves |
JOB(S) | KING'S UNDERDOG |
POSTS |  17 |
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♔ Posted on Feb 4, 2015 9:55:27 GMT -5 ♔
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 The only person he ever remembered of calling him, or at least has the right to call him, 'son' was his mother and she never called him that either. Somehow, it made Raziel felt his hair stood up when he was referred as 'my son' by someone else, let alone that someone looked few years older than him only. The pair of odd-looking eyes stared blankly at the white-haired man.
He LOOKED older with that hair color, though, or so Raziel assumed he was.
He studied his face for any sign of aging like wrinkles. He hawed as he discovered his face was flawless. Manly flawless. Raziel scoffed.
"I am Saint Lucifer of Chrysos - A Priest of the Holy Order of His Excellency."
Oh, that explained it. The bluer was busy dusting himself with his eyes closed, almost like he was not paying any attention to him but, actually, his ears were staying sharp over the man's words. After serving for his one and only king- the blue king- or almost eight years, the bluer was all too familiar with king's presence. Despite each king has his own personality and characteristics, Raziel could feel the pressure of king's aura that was distinguishable from normal peasants. He knew the man in front of him right now was not just a citizen, and not just a clansman either.
Was he a strain? Or a king? Whichever he was, Raziel followed his guts not to be around this guy for too long.
"Now then, my dear boy, what brings you to Piros? Are you a resident? Or perhaps you came to sight-see?"
Raziel sighed and raised a hand up like a 'stop' sign. He had one of his eyebrows raised as he said, "Okay, firstly- don't call me my son or my dear boy." It was very hard to ignore 'the habit' since he has no desire to be called with such familiarity. He dropped his hand to his side and continued speaking, "Secondly, I come to this city on both reasons you just mentioned." He was not sure if there was a pun intended in his sentence, he was too annoyed by the calling he used to address him.
He headed to nearby wall and leaned against it with his legs crossed. "Just... reminiscing some things," he said casually.
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A benevolent and laid-back bluer who takes pride in everything he does, even if what he does is being ruckus and plain troublemaker. Raziel Delair vows to serve only one king- the current blue king and acts as the sword and pillar that holds the blue clan together. While he strikes to live life to the fullest, time is slowly running out for him. What secrets could he be hiding behind that whimsical attitude?
THEME SONG: Some by Soyu (SISTAR) and Junggigo
ORIGIN | BLUE CLAN |
POSITION | CLANSMAN |
AGE | TWENTY-FIVE |
GENDER | Male |
SEXUALITY | ASEXUAL |
STATUS | Secretly Loves |
JOB(S) | KING'S UNDERDOG |
POSTS | 17 |
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♔ Posted on Jan 24, 2015 19:33:56 GMT -5 ♔
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Raziel slowly got himself back on his feet and brushed his clothes from dust and dirt. He laughed a bit and started stretching.
"Humorous? Really?" He wondered. Did he honestly think he fell down from that height of a rooftop for fun or for his enjoyment? He may be an idiot right from the core, but he was not insane to do this on purpose. He might smashed his head like a watermelon from such fall- well maybe too exaggerating- or maybe a concussion! Oh man, Linnaeus won't be happy if he suffers concussion, particularly from his own carelessness.
Raziel continued to speak, "It's not right to laugh at someone's fall, and probably even make it sound like he did it on purpose." He rubbed his forehead with one eye closed and another eye looked at him. The yellow eye studied the man. The bluer's facial expression was unreadable. In his mind, he was trying to figure out who he was and if he had met him before during his time in the slums.
"And how old are you to be exact? You just called me 'my son', that's seriously awkward," he stated bluntly. Raziel has no sense of manner. He says what he feels like saying, without even considering if he should say it or not.
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| if you hug me like before, then I will be okay |
A benevolent and laid-back bluer who takes pride in everything he does, even if what he does is being ruckus and plain troublemaker. Raziel Delair vows to serve only one king- the current blue king and acts as the sword and pillar that holds the blue clan together. While he strikes to live life to the fullest, time is slowly running out for him. What secrets could he be hiding behind that whimsical attitude?
THEME SONG: Some by Soyu (SISTAR) and Junggigo
ORIGIN | BLUE CLAN |
POSITION | CLANSMAN |
AGE | TWENTY-FIVE |
GENDER | Male |
SEXUALITY | ASEXUAL |
STATUS | Secretly Loves |
JOB(S) | KING'S UNDERDOG |
POSTS | 17 |
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♔ Posted on Jan 24, 2015 19:06:59 GMT -5 ♔
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[attr="class","quoteicon"]As human beings we can only be hurt Perhaps he cared for her like his own little sister. He has no younger siblings but during days he was in the program, he looked after few kids who were younger than him. Back then, he was just too cold to care about them. It was more like he did it because it was an order from supervisors. He was not the oldest among all, but being one who had great potential and excellent performance, he was the 'idol'. But sadly, being the idol had made his hands stained with blood. He had killed and took the lives of innocent youngsters. And when Yulia died, he wanted to go back to his old cold self but a promise he made with the girl anchored him to remain be the same cheerful and flamboyant person. Back to the scene. Raziel had stopped a bluer who was passing by the office and handed him the pile of records. From the way he easily balanced the papers and carried it on one palm, the bluer did not think it would be much of a trouble. After all, this record filing was not actually Raziel's task. So the bluer saluted at Raziel and extended his two hands towards the auburn, ready to carry the papers. Raziel handed them to him and as soon as he lifted his hand off, the bluer staggered due to sudden increase of weight from the papers. The pile was quite heavy he almost dropped them to the ground. His eyes studied the king's wingman's expression. The auburn simply gave him a grin and looked back at Sanibelle. He used to carry things from one wing to another for the king, therefore, carrying heavy pile of paperwork was not much of a deal to him. His ears focused on listening to the blonde's explanation of the situation. While she was explaining, the older man tilted his head little bit to the left, little bit to the right and then little bit to the left again. He then nodded few times, convinced that he understood details she said, but the truth he didn't. He has no idea about wedding gowns and how picky women can be. It was when she mentioned about him being here and doing paperwork was part of Casimir's 'kind of thing', his full attention was towards Sanibelle. He stopped nodding and laughed immediately. He had both his hands to his hips and lowered his face as he laughed. "Casimir's kind of thing, huh?," he repeated and held his laughter. Her assumption was not completely wrong, probably because Casimir told her about his work. He said, "Oh, sunny dear, Casimir is not an office boy, but every now and then he does have to do paperwork." He kind of skipped explanation of his work. An outsider like Sanibelle should not know about his role. Raziel hawed and giraffed his neck so he could see the amount she had to pay. His eyes returned to Sanibelle, who had stepped aside and looked a little bit guilty of something. Raziel whistled. The woman in charge of the slip looked up from whatever was on her desk and at him, blinking. He took few steps front to the counter and rquested, "Can you charge the fee amount to my bill instead?" The woman blinked few more times before she hastily nodded few times and gave him the same amount of gems she had paid earlier. Being the king's right-hand man was indeed beneficial. Raziel winked at the female officer and extended his hand with the gems towards her. "Save your gems for travelling cost whatsoever, sunny," he said. His eyes closed as if he refused to hear any counter responses and said more, "Take it. If you feel this is wrong, then just buy me a drink that costs two gems or so."SANIBELLE GREENWOOD ((MISUSED OF TRUST HERE)) [newclass=".topicon"]opacity: 0.6;background: url('http://i.imgur.com/7h2KQUm.png');height: 100px;[/newclass] [newclass=".quoteicon"]width: 550px;text-align: center; position: absolute; margin-top: -60px; z-index: 10; line-height: 12px;[/newclass]
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A benevolent and laid-back bluer who takes pride in everything he does, even if what he does is being ruckus and plain troublemaker. Raziel Delair vows to serve only one king- the current blue king and acts as the sword and pillar that holds the blue clan together. While he strikes to live life to the fullest, time is slowly running out for him. What secrets could he be hiding behind that whimsical attitude?
THEME SONG: Some by Soyu (SISTAR) and Junggigo
ORIGIN | BLUE CLAN |
POSITION | CLANSMAN |
AGE | TWENTY-FIVE |
GENDER | Male |
SEXUALITY | ASEXUAL |
STATUS | Secretly Loves |
JOB(S) | KING'S UNDERDOG |
POSTS | 17 |
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♔ Posted on Jan 24, 2015 9:14:22 GMT -5 ♔
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[attr="class","quoteicon"]As human beings we can only be hurt "Well well well. If it isn't our miss sunshine from Zold!"He spoke loud and clear few feet away from behind her. There he stood with a pile of record books on his hand, looking as tall as a seven year-old kid's height. A Cheshire-like grin masked his face as he looked at her from where he was standing. "You are not getting yourself into more trouble now, are you missy?" He said, walking towards her with the records on one hand and another hand was resting on the seam of his pants. Boot heels clacked on the ground as he walked. Despite his attire was nothing similar to the blue officers, he was indeed a bluer and, in fact, he was one people would call the executive officer for he serves directly for the blue king. He was the king's wingman. Red-yellow eyes looked down on to a bag and instantly, he raised an eyebrow. He hawed. "Let me guess, another trip to another city?" He asked, tilting his head as he looked back up at her. The Cheshire smile slowly faded into a frown. He was not the type who would meddle with other people business, particularly those who were not in blue clan. However, ever since the escorting mission, Raziel could not help but to plant seeds of curiosity and concern for the blonde but it was not because he has feelings for her. His feelings were long gone the day he lost his Yulia. He felt curios and concern about her for reasons he could hardly explain. SANIBELLE GREENWOOD ((LOL RAZ)) [newclass=".topicon"]opacity: 0.6;background: url('http://i.imgur.com/7h2KQUm.png');height: 100px;[/newclass] [newclass=".quoteicon"]width: 550px;text-align: center; position: absolute; margin-top: -60px; z-index: 10; line-height: 12px;[/newclass]
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A benevolent and laid-back bluer who takes pride in everything he does, even if what he does is being ruckus and plain troublemaker. Raziel Delair vows to serve only one king- the current blue king and acts as the sword and pillar that holds the blue clan together. While he strikes to live life to the fullest, time is slowly running out for him. What secrets could he be hiding behind that whimsical attitude?
THEME SONG: Some by Soyu (SISTAR) and Junggigo
ORIGIN | BLUE CLAN |
POSITION | CLANSMAN |
AGE | TWENTY-FIVE |
GENDER | Male |
SEXUALITY | ASEXUAL |
STATUS | Secretly Loves |
JOB(S) | KING'S UNDERDOG |
POSTS | 17 |
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♔ Posted on Jan 21, 2015 10:39:19 GMT -5 ♔
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A benevolent and laid-back bluer who takes pride in everything he does, even if what he does is being ruckus and plain troublemaker. Raziel Delair vows to serve only one king- the current blue king and acts as the sword and pillar that holds the blue clan together. While he strikes to live life to the fullest, time is slowly running out for him. What secrets could he be hiding behind that whimsical attitude?
THEME SONG: Some by Soyu (SISTAR) and Junggigo
ORIGIN | BLUE CLAN |
POSITION | CLANSMAN |
AGE | TWENTY-FIVE |
GENDER | Male |
SEXUALITY | ASEXUAL |
STATUS | Secretly Loves |
JOB(S) | KING'S UNDERDOG |
POSTS | 17 |
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♔ Posted on Jan 19, 2015 21:40:01 GMT -5 ♔
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[attr="class","icon"] [attr="class","OOC"]Get up Iggy! XDD don't sleep while Raz's bored!
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Two. Raziel sighed since it seemed the man would not be noticing him at all. Perhaps he was extremely exhausted. The bluer swirled his body on the bench so he faced the counter rather than the sleeping giant beside him.
Three. He sighed. With his eyes closed, he raised a leg slightly and like thunder, he kicked the leg of the sleeping man's chair so hard the barkeeper had to turn with scared face on his look, thinking someone might have started a fight in his old bar. Raziel commented at the brunette man beside him, "Dude, if you're going to sleep, why don't you rent a room and lie down properly. You are going to give hard time to others who wanna drink here as well." He knocked the counter and called the guy in charge of the tavern, "Hey, excuse me! Is there a room for this hunky guy over here to sleep? It'll be on me."
Figured he should do charity while he was here anyway. No, it was not charity to be honest. It was more like a repayment for the man who had helped him and few others on their mission while back. But then again, kicking his bench leg might not seem to be a good way to pull his attention.
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A benevolent and laid-back bluer who takes pride in everything he does, even if what he does is being ruckus and plain troublemaker. Raziel Delair vows to serve only one king- the current blue king and acts as the sword and pillar that holds the blue clan together. While he strikes to live life to the fullest, time is slowly running out for him. What secrets could he be hiding behind that whimsical attitude?
THEME SONG: Some by Soyu (SISTAR) and Junggigo
ORIGIN | BLUE CLAN |
POSITION | CLANSMAN |
AGE | TWENTY-FIVE |
GENDER | Male |
SEXUALITY | ASEXUAL |
STATUS | Secretly Loves |
JOB(S) | KING'S UNDERDOG |
POSTS | 17 |
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♔ Posted on Jan 19, 2015 21:16:48 GMT -5 ♔
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 Even though I've escaped the wilderness of oblivion I still can't remember Every time I trace my memory I lose sight of it in the same place I fall into repetitions of the same thing Over and over again Now that I've been reborn, I wander even more let us end this By our own action LUCIFER STELLAM If he remember correctly, his life in the slums would have been way too rough, if it was not because someone who constantly visited the alley both he and his mother were staying after their first meet. He was so little back then, he could not understand who he was and why he would keep come to visit them. All he knew was every time he visited, he would give them a sack of gems enough for them to live for the next few weeks- if it was not because other beggars hurt his mother for the gems. He wanted to fight, at least to protect her from having broken nose and bruises on her thin and fragile body, but he was so little he could not even hold them from kicking her.
If he remember the evenings the man visited him, he would feel sort of sad and longing, not for the man but, for his mother who he has never seen for nearly a decade now. He sat up on the imperfect rooftop of a building in the slums. His eyes blinked slowly as they adjusted to the brightness of the day. Life in Piros was rough and painful, but because it was rough and painful it helped many youngsters in the city and taught them strong surviving skills. Many good fighters came from this particular region in Raduga. He rubbed his face and got up but his mind was not ready for any sudden move.
Careless, Raziel missed a pace, slipped a foot and instantly rolled forward and along the rooftop. He fell down and into trash area with loud thud. His head hit one of big tins on the floor and he groaned. That seriously woke him up. He rolled aside and pushed himself up slowly. As his strange-looking eyes opened, he saw a figure nearby. A smirk appeared on his face as he remarked, "Can you pretend you did not see what happened? It helps me a lot if you can do that."
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A benevolent and laid-back bluer who takes pride in everything he does, even if what he does is being ruckus and plain troublemaker. Raziel Delair vows to serve only one king- the current blue king and acts as the sword and pillar that holds the blue clan together. While he strikes to live life to the fullest, time is slowly running out for him. What secrets could he be hiding behind that whimsical attitude?
THEME SONG: Some by Soyu (SISTAR) and Junggigo
ORIGIN | BLUE CLAN |
POSITION | CLANSMAN |
AGE | TWENTY-FIVE |
GENDER | Male |
SEXUALITY | ASEXUAL |
STATUS | Secretly Loves |
JOB(S) | KING'S UNDERDOG |
POSTS | 17 |
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♔ Posted on Jan 19, 2015 20:50:26 GMT -5 ♔
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 Even though I've escaped the wilderness of oblivion I still can't remember Every time I trace my memory I lose sight of it in the same place I fall into repetitions of the same thing Over and over again Now that I've been reborn, I wander even more let us end this By our own action LINNAEUS LUPIN, ALEXANDER MANDULIS Raziel clapped his hands gleefully at the sight of is king demonstrated his glorious power to get rid off the nasty devil reincarnation from the office. A clansman should have some respects and little bit sense of reserved when facing a king. Raziel just doesn't have that kind of mindset. His history with this pink-haired king led the red-haired young man to have a different perception and view about the king, treating him more or less like family figure he could and will always admire.
He wanted Linnaeus to trust him and to let him bear part of the responsibilities to handle matters about the clan and about him too.
He took few steps into the office and away from the door. "It wouldn't have been me if I'm not loud, Cap'n!" He said with a mischievous grin on his face. "And it's morning. One should be energetic and with charisma to make the world a better place!" He said, opening his arms as wide as he could and took a deep breathe in. He huffed loudly and turned to face the stranger as he continued to laugh. The bluer grinned with his hand on his hip, watching him who was somewhat entertained by what had happened.
To be honest, this occurrence happened behind the scene. No outsiders could see such interaction occurred because believe it or not, Raziel acted quite differently when he took his role as the king's wingman in public eyes. He would not do things that could bring shame and underestimation to his clan.
He walked by to the door and started collecting the papers that flew all over the floor, inside and outside the office. People often wondered why he has no sword like other members of the blue. The answer was he rarely appeared in front of people as an officer. His duty was more enclosed and involved confidential matters that do not required him to carry sword. Instead, he trusted entirely on his iron string to swing from one place to another and to strangle people and on his throwing knives.
Raziel thanked the white-haired man and took the paper. His eyes looked on the extended hand and casually, he reached it with his. He firmly gripped the hand and shook it. "Raziel," he replied with one word; his name and withdrew his hand away from him.
He tilted his head to his king and asked, "Cap'n, is he your acquaintance?" It might be a bit rude of him to address the matter like this but pardon the auburn-haired bluer. He was not a polite man to begin with, anyway.
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A benevolent and laid-back bluer who takes pride in everything he does, even if what he does is being ruckus and plain troublemaker. Raziel Delair vows to serve only one king- the current blue king and acts as the sword and pillar that holds the blue clan together. While he strikes to live life to the fullest, time is slowly running out for him. What secrets could he be hiding behind that whimsical attitude?
THEME SONG: Some by Soyu (SISTAR) and Junggigo
ORIGIN | BLUE CLAN |
POSITION | CLANSMAN |
AGE | TWENTY-FIVE |
GENDER | Male |
SEXUALITY | ASEXUAL |
STATUS | Secretly Loves |
JOB(S) | KING'S UNDERDOG |
POSTS | 17 |
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♔ Posted on Jan 18, 2015 10:31:33 GMT -5 ♔
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 Even though I've escaped the wilderness of oblivion I still can't remember Every time I trace my memory I lose sight of it in the same place I fall into repetitions of the same thing Over and over again Now that I've been reborn, I wander even more let us end this By our own action After his arrival, more and more individuals appeared- one was likely to be dependable on than the next- until Casimir appeared.
Casimir, appeared.
That phrase echoed in his mind with glittery effect around the another bluer in his point of view. As crazy as it may sound, Raziel was fascinated by Casimir because he was unique on his own way, being a strain and all. If there were just the two of them, and if Casimir was in his another form, he would have jumped across the distance to reach and wrap his arms around him like a little girl would do to a big stuffed toy. Instead of the exaggerating greeting he would do to the strain, Raziel simply chuckled and tilted his head to the side. His eyes were half-closed, looking straight at the black leopard shifter with quite an unsettling way.
"Hey Cassy," was his reply. He did a quick glance to the man's sides and looked back at him. "No Mr. Grumpy today?" he asked casually. He was not sure if other people, including other blue clansmen, would find his words as an insult and a daring question. They were all too familiar with the person he was referring to as Mr. Grumpy- someone who nobody would dare enough to call him that, except Raziel.
He was not sure if he should welcome the other two. In fact, if the last person was not Casimir, he would not even bother of saying hello back. Courtesy was important, but being someone who served his king from shadows, throwing daggers from behind a wall or sneak around like a rat, the auburn pretty much dumped his manner in a bin he called 'not needed for life'.
His eyes shifted from the another bluer to the blonde woman as she got up from her seat. He tilted his head and was simply blinking while watching her heading for the exit. His mind was now deciding if he should follow her or wait for another blonde to appear. To be honest, the king's request was a little bit sketchy this time. Was this his payback, to make him failed the mission he was vainly confident he could accomplish in front of the king? Raziel frowned inside.
“Shut yer fuckin’ mouth you filthy bitch! Bitches from Zöld should remain in Zöld!”
That yell woke him up from his thought and he glared to the barkeeper. It was almost in the instant, the bluer jerked his arm down. The sudden jerk made a throwing knife dropped into his palm. He held the throwing knife's hilt between his finger, brought it up to his chest and with a swift he threw it right at the rude man. His movement was flawless and as quick as eyes could blink that before they knew it, a knife was found jabbed on the wall, inches beside the man's neck. He chuckled.
"Yikes, sorry mate. Hand slipped," he exclaimed with light giggles under his breathe. He cared not to find out the man's response and totally focused back to the woman, who was referred to as one of 'bitches from Zold'. He skidded few steps to the woman and once they were a meter or two away from one another, he bowed. "I'm sorry for not noticing this, milady but I think I- no- we are you escorts of the day," he said, standing straight back with a smile. He brought a rolled paper out.
"This should clear up some confusions, pardon me," he said as he handed out his letter of... work, or something. He has no idea what it was called but it should help clear the air between the two. He turned to face the other three and wondered. "Are you guys here for the same bit- I mean, thing?" he bit his tongue just on time he corrected his word.
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A benevolent and laid-back bluer who takes pride in everything he does, even if what he does is being ruckus and plain troublemaker. Raziel Delair vows to serve only one king- the current blue king and acts as the sword and pillar that holds the blue clan together. While he strikes to live life to the fullest, time is slowly running out for him. What secrets could he be hiding behind that whimsical attitude?
THEME SONG: Some by Soyu (SISTAR) and Junggigo
ORIGIN | BLUE CLAN |
POSITION | CLANSMAN |
AGE | TWENTY-FIVE |
GENDER | Male |
SEXUALITY | ASEXUAL |
STATUS | Secretly Loves |
JOB(S) | KING'S UNDERDOG |
POSTS | 17 |
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♔ Posted on Jan 18, 2015 8:49:52 GMT -5 ♔
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Even though I've escaped the wilderness of oblivion I still can't remember Every time I trace my memory I lose sight of it in the same place I fall into repetitions of the same thing Over and over again Now that I've been reborn, I wander even more let us end this By our own action Stupid wire! What if he ends up with a bump at the back of his head? NOT cool- sooo NOT cool!
He grumbled and pushed himself to sit up on the ground with his hand busy rubbing the back of his head. He fixed his hair and brushed his clothes. He did not know- or probably was not really paying enough attention- or just too oblivious that his new friend was not able to see he has dressed to impress him. Well, he has no fancy and luxurious clothing like he would have, but at least he wore new shirt and pants! He thought to use them for his first date with Valere (aw-shucks!), which sadly to say seem as impossible as trying to catch a start in the galaxy. But no hurt dreaming, right?
He got up on his feet and extended the arm that has his weapon gizmo attached underneath. The device made this machinery sound as it retracted the wire. Once the wire all coiled up under his arm, he dropped his arm and started walking inside the residence compound. Got to be honest, he was a bit starstruck what by he saw. Grew up in slums made him felt like he was in a different part of the world- or planet even! He was so overwhelmed by everything that he could not help but even giggled like a kid at the sight of trees all tripped and so properly organized.
While he was totally mesmerized by something as petty as this, he was unaware someone was opening a door to the yard. He was busy poking the tree, enjoying how it wobbled upon the contact.
"Umm...is someone there...?"
Raziel jumped on his boots in surprise. He turned to face the direction of the voice instantly and tried to imitate the tree in hope he would not be spotted in the dark. His eyes focused on the figure standing few meters from him. Slowly, he recognized the body shape was of a man, and the voice helped him recognized who it was. He sighed heavily and bent down to hold his knees. His energy slipped out of him in great relief.
"Damn it Ratsami, don't do that!" He grunted. He patted his chest, feeling cold sweats ran down from his forehead from the nervousness. "Sheesh!" he kept groaning and grumbling because- this was the second time he felt his heart almost jumped out of its cage!
He walked towards him, brushed his clothes once more and crossed a leg in front of another leg. He raised a hand up and, along with his body, lowered it to his hip, bowing gracefully. "Raziel has come as promised!" he announced himself.
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