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markedsparrow replied to your post:so many times ive considered rping mink so ...
i would be /more/ than willing to test him w/ you omg
omf g t hank you like i know everything about his character inside and out but im always afraid i wont be able to do the whole "IM A SERIOUS CHARACTER FEAR ME" like i started researching mink before i even got into dmmd so mAybe one day ill get the balls to try and rp him
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Fifteen: My muse removes one article of your muse’s clothing
Clear grinned broadly and reached around Koujaku’s head to pluck out his hair pin, and as a result the tie along with it. He laughed bright at the now unbound hair and reached out to dig his fingers into it, fluffing it up gently. “Isn’t that so much better~?” he hummed.
((Whispers feelin the Koucle muse right now =w= ))
You look like dinner-- // CLOSED
[Boredom breeds the worst in him, it does seem. It's not to say he isn't glad to be of good service to his Master, but really- Aoba doesn't do anything particularly interesting these days, and Koujaku isn't much better as far as being entertaining goes--
For the first few days, the serpent lays low. Stealth is part of his nature- shadows his friend and good companion- and then when the boredom becomes perilous, he finally slinks into the house-- and first spots and entertaining looking creature upon the window sill of the bedroom.
The little thing does appear to be napping, but one never knows. The Masters are away currently so why not has this little one gone with them?
Silent, ever so silent, Hersha slithers across the wood paneling and up upon the bed-- close to the window sill and simply w a t c h e s.]
