I love the darkness very much...

If anyone is interested I have moved Mariku over here. I would be happy to interact with all of you lovelies now that I have my head out of my ass.

      there’s  no  hiding  the  mistrustful  purse  of  her  lips,  nor  the  sweat  that  beads  just  above  her  brow.  after  all  of  the  trouble  this  man  has  caused,  she  has  to  deal  with  him  again ?       ❝  what  i  want  is  to  know  why  you’re  here.  i’m  sure  i  can  safely  assume  you’re  up  to  no  good,  mariku.  ❞

He had to quell the urge to roll his eyes. Did she really believe he would start something in broad daylight in public. Then again the last time she had seen him he had been babbling like some foolish maniac floundering in the middle of his defeat...Now that was an eye rolling thought.

Mai couldn’t help but stare. Were her eyes playing tricks on her? Was this really Marik? It had been so long.

Narrowing her gaze on him “ What? You gotta problem with people looking at you?” Snapping back.

Of course she would stare. Why wouldn’t she? It had to be the equivalent of a ghost staring back at her. As much as he relished the thought of her suffering, it was only momentarily before those thoughts were tucked neatly away in a box in the back of his mind. She had given him no reason other than rudely spoken words.

A simple clearing of his throat is all he does to announce himself. That’s all that was needed right?

“I’ll be tossing you somewhere but I don’t think it’ll be the sidewalk.” He chuckled before allowing him past him and into his home. Closing the door behind them he headed back to the kitchen where he had been when the knock on the door came. “Did you want anything? I was about to cook.“

“Is that so?” He hummed in question as he looked down at the thief. “Not even a please. Such a gracious house guest.”