Dec 30, 2014
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( ╹◡╹) & (●ω●✿)
( ╹◡╹) — Want to be friends
(●ω●✿) — A starter, maybe?
friiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiends~ Always room for more friends!
and did a starter, awful as it is, x3
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Ranka could only stare. It wasn't that he was shocked, per se, but...well, he was surprised.
How long has it been since he's seen the anxiety-ridden monkey? It feels like ages since he last affiliated with someone that wasn't in the Mabudachi Trio or Yuki; why was this guy an exception, he wonders. Oh... right, it's the fact that he tends to be just as apologetic as his mother. But, he really didn't seem to be a good guy. Actually, he would be a really good candidate to try out some of his more calming costumes since he had a pretty nice shape. Now that this was in mind, the idea of hanging with cross-dresser became more and more appealing by the second.
"Rii-chan!!" he calls over to the monkey, draping his arm over his frail shoulders and pulling him slightly closer. "How have you been faring, my friend? Quite well, I hope? I'm quite swell! Would you like to come have a cup of tea with me?" He doesn't even give him a chance to answer before he begins to drag him off. "Excellent; let us be off!"
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As the family doctor, there were certain traits that Hatori learned to better interact with his cousins. With Ayame and Shigure, it was fairly simple. They could enjoy a smoke, drink, and chat the night away. With his cousins in high school, the doctor had mastered a certain look that sent chills down their spines. With Ritsu, Hatori had to carefully formulate his words to not place anymore anxiety than the monkey already experienced. After all, the reaction was one that the doctor preferred to avoid.
Upon seeing Ritsu, the dragon glanced down at his own cup full of tea. He might as well offer his cousin some.
"If you're not busy, you are welcome to join me for some tea," he offered casually.
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There was a time when Kureno and Ritsu could have grown up to be close friends. Well, as close as two cousins born several years apart could be, but aside from the trio born two years before him, Ritsu was the closest in age to Kureno. He could remember them sitting next to each other during the New Year's Party, playing and laughing when appropriate. Unfortunately, when the rooster's bond broke, he wasn't allowed to spend much time with the monkey anymore. According to God, he would be made fun of for no longer being special, and even if he wasn't, someone so inferior shouldn't associate with her special ones.
When Kureno spotted Ritsu, he wasn't sure to approach him or not. Akito had dismissed him for the day, and there was nothing to pull Kureno away from a short chat with his cousin. Well, no harm in saying hello. Walking towards the monkey, he waved and spoke in what was an attempt for a casual voice. "Hello, Ritsu."
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Roleplaying wise:
I have a couple that I really like and they like me in return. Tohru and I go back a couple years, so of course I love them and put them in a category of being my favorite person to interact with. I become really good frined's with Momiji, Aya and Rii too.
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How many emotions can a human feel? Sometimes, Haru wished he felt more numb than usual. If he did, he wouldn't have to feel anything at all. No anger, no sadness or confusion, Worry or concern, hope or faith, feelings would mean nothing if you were numb. He wouldn't have to feel like he'd have to communicate, because he worried that eventually someone would come up and talk to him. Even then, the most hardest thing to say were the most important. If he were to talk to any of his family members, he knew that eventually, words would diminish his feelings and drown out whatever else was important. Words shrink things that seem timeless when their in his head.
He'd look up from where he sat, staring across the room finding his distant relatives and numerous amount of aunts and uncles, twice cousins, mother's , fathers, little ones, all doing their own thing. Having plates of foods in their laps, some sitting on their knees at the Kotatsus. All Sohma's. Most of them were lucky, the didn't have to live with a curse, just live with a secret. Which was more easily said then done, but it was even more difficult to obtain a happy go lucky smile on his face when he didn't want to even be here. New Years was over and done, but usually people stayed here for a few days or so afterwords for vacation. Which, that was all fine and dandy, but not necessarily for the ox. He hated being looked down on, rather or not some people found him more or less foolish than the year before, even being around Akito made the blood under his skin boil. Yuki didn't show up again, which was unfortunate, he'd rather stay at Shigure's house too.
Haru sighed deeply and tapped his finger tips against his black jeans, adjusted white collar of his shirt and black tie with glued on chains -made it himself-. He'd get up, brushing off his lap and searched for food. Walking past people who waved or calmly said hello, but there was no response from his mouth this evening. The pattering of his own white socked feet on the wooden ground was obnoxious, mostly because he was doing it on purpose to satisfy the small built of annoyance he was having. Once he reached the table properly, looking over the displayed food and back toward the gathering of people for music and games to keep themselves occupied, nothing to join. The white haired shrug his shoulder and went to reach into the plates toward the sushi. Delicious, all is well. The Ox munched on snacks to get his stomach from calming down and went to walk backwards. Loudly chewing , loudly trying to drown out the music. No one would notice if he slipped out , would they? Or care much that the Ox didn't attended the New Years banquet. It wasn't really the same without the rat anyway, and he was sure wasn't the only one to think that.
After he was done swallowing, a bored expression lingered on his face. It was sad to think that his own family bored him half to death. There wasn't anything entertaining or exciting happening here, so why stay? He couldn't think of anything, unless someone stopped him from doing so, which was most likely not going to happen. His fingers inched toward the back sliding door, reaching cautious for the handle.