29 5 / 2012
@Red-haired man (Ladykiller-kappa)
“I don’t know you well enough to really want to share anything with you and not about another person. Since I don’t trust you, I can’t very well tell you things that could be used against me or other people, can I?
“Well…what if someone took her away anyway? What if, someone could see through the little act your putting on, and decided you really did care for her? Then maybe you’d regret not showing how you felt in the first place.” A definite change had just taken place in the little girl, something dark boiling to the surface.
“And why would you ask such questions? Are you trying to get a reaction out of me?” Gojyo’s fists clenched. He didn’t want anyone to hurt her or take her away from him. Though what could this little brat do. She was in prison and Ada wasn’t even here.
She smiled. “Maybe I am, and maybe I’d like to watch your face twist in pain as I rip her head off. I’d love to see what kind of pain that causes you…listening to her scream your name….and watching you realize there’s nothing you could do.”
Gojyo raised his eyebrow at the change the brat took, “Assuming you would be able to get your hands on her, which is something I doubt.”
“I could get my hands on her right now, I’m choosing not to because I’m having too much fun watching you pretend you aren’t afraid something will take her away from you.” She smiled, “And if you don’t think I’m right, why don’t we test it right now?”
Gojyo had been trying to control himself, the best he could, but he lost a little bit control with summoning his weapon. If this didn’t make the brat think twice, then maybe the fact that he wasn’t really human do it for her. “You were saying.” He swung the staff over his shoulder and waited. If he wanted to he would be able to wrap her up in the chain, that would keep her still. If she fought, she might just lose a limb.
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29 5 / 2012
@Red-haired man (Ladykiller-kappa)
“I don’t know you well enough to really want to share anything with you and not about another person. Since I don’t trust you, I can’t very well tell you things that could be used against me or other people, can I?
“Well…what if someone took her away anyway? What if, someone could see through the little act your putting on, and decided you really did care for her? Then maybe you’d regret not showing how you felt in the first place.” A definite change had just taken place in the little girl, something dark boiling to the surface.
“And why would you ask such questions? Are you trying to get a reaction out of me?” Gojyo’s fists clenched. He didn’t want anyone to hurt her or take her away from him. Though what could this little brat do. She was in prison and Ada wasn’t even here.
She smiled. “Maybe I am, and maybe I’d like to watch your face twist in pain as I rip her head off. I’d love to see what kind of pain that causes you…listening to her scream your name….and watching you realize there’s nothing you could do.”
Gojyo raised his eyebrow at the change the brat took, “Assuming you would be able to get your hands on her, which is something I doubt.”
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29 5 / 2012
Gojyo and Ada.
“I don’t know if this area even carries clothing that I’m used to, since your guys clothing style is very different from what I’m used to.” He held his hand for her, “Why don’t we go find the post office and then take you home? This way I will have a little bit of time getting used to these kind of cloths.”
She took his hand, smiling up at him, as the shirt brushed against her arm. She really did think he looked good like this….he would probably look good in anything. Emerald eyes locked with his, as she squeezed his hand gently. “You’re really beautiful in anything…and it feels nice to hold your hand again.” She blushed, looking down…maybe that was too much. She snatched the letter off the table, so they could go…still too embarrassed to look up at him.
He cupped her face and kissed her. She really could be cute at times and he could only feel his feelings for her going deeper then before. He knew he would most likely kill anyone who wanted to destroy this. Taking her hand again, he lead her from the room, down the hallway and out on to the street.
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29 5 / 2012
@Red-haired man (Ladykiller-kappa)
“I don’t know you well enough to really want to share anything with you and not about another person. Since I don’t trust you, I can’t very well tell you things that could be used against me or other people, can I?
“Well…what if someone took her away anyway? What if, someone could see through the little act your putting on, and decided you really did care for her? Then maybe you’d regret not showing how you felt in the first place.” A definite change had just taken place in the little girl, something dark boiling to the surface.
“And why would you ask such questions? Are you trying to get a reaction out of me?” Gojyo’s fists clenched. He didn’t want anyone to hurt her or take her away from him. Though what could this little brat do. She was in prison and Ada wasn’t even here.
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29 5 / 2012
Gojyo and Ada.
“There is more in my bag. Though I think it is more then just your hand that is going to be needing to be cleaned up. You’ve got a bit on your dress and on your forehead.” He wanted to warn her so that she would be able to take care of all of it. At least this way she would know without having to be told about it if she missed it after cleaning up, that would be embarrassing.
“E-eh? What?” She looked down, finally seeing the spot on her dress. “Oh no…this dress is special…I didn’t mean to get anything on it…” She walked to the bathroom, getting a wet cloth and trying to wipe the spot off. When she succeeded at that she looked up, seeing the spot Gojyo had talked about…she wiped it off quickly, feeling self conscious. She rinsed the cut on her hand and came back out, “Would you help me with the bandages?”
He waited for her to finish in the bathroom before going to his bag to get the bandages. Taking one of the smaller rolls that were left, and them moving over to were she was. Placing her hand in his, he wrapped the wound gently. He figured that it would only take a few days to heal. At least this way no more dirt could get into the wound. When he was finished he looked at her and kissed her hand again, “So what kind of clothing did you get me.”
“Oh yes!” She smiled, going to retrieve the sack from where he sat it. First she pulled out a shirt, the size he’d asked for. It was really just an ordinary white shirt with short sleeves. “T-They didn’t really have very much, but I managed to find a few things, until you get your other clothes back.” She pulled out the pair of pants she’d gotten him, the were a dark blue. “I-I wish I had found something a little more interesting, are these all right?” She’d made sure not to get him anything red, not wanting to remind him of something unpleasant.
He smiled at her, “They will do.” He took them from her and put them on. They fitted him fairly well, though they weren’t really a style he was used to, but he was willing to put that behind him. They weren’t his normal tight black pants or the white wife beaters that he liked to wear. “How do I look?” He asked as he struck a pose, just for her amusement.
She blushed, thinking he looked pretty good…but still it wasn’t really his style. “You always look good….” She giggled, “I just wish I had found something a little more you. Still…” She reached out, touching the shirt gently to feel the texture. “It is really soft to touch…”
“I don’t know if this area even carries clothing that I’m used to, since your guys clothing style is very different from what I’m used to.” He held his hand for her, “Why don’t we go find the post office and then take you home? This way I will have a little bit of time getting used to these kind of cloths.”
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