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log; ongoing

Jul 17, 2007 23:16

+ when: 17 July, afternoon.
+ where: The park.
+ who: Monou Fuuma (notyourmessiah), Kamui (vampiregemini).
+ summary: One afternoon stroll goes a little awry.
( Most humans... they were in such denial. )

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notyourmessiah July 18 2007, 05:40:59 UTC

The sudden swiftness was disarming, true, and Fuuma was a little shocked to be on the pathway concrete. Such speed. And such brutality. Definitely not like Kamui, in that aspect. Though the mood swings seemed to remain. After a while of paralysed confusion, Fuuma grinned once more with a soft laugh in his throat.

"I didn't realise I needed permission," he replied mirthfully, smiling the entire time before he kicked at this Kamui's shins and slid away from those sharp nails. Once more, in a manner of seconds, he was back on his feet.

vampiregemini July 18 2007, 05:44:25 UTC

Kamui decided to let this one go, thinking that his beloved twin might be upset if he killed someone so early into their time here. Unless they could share him for food. Hm. "You never touch me. Do it, and die." His eyes were sharp, dangerous.

notyourmessiah July 18 2007, 05:51:46 UTC

"I see," Fuuma replied with a low chuckle. It was cute, really - this Kamui seemed tougher, and yet he also seemed a touch more volatile. An interesting mix, that was certain, but he had to wonder if it was all a front, somehow. Perhaps so. He had something to protect... oh, yes, he could see that much.

And he wondered what would happen. He turned on his heel and began walking off, slowly. What would he do? He had piqued Fuuma's interest.

vampiregemini July 18 2007, 06:06:34 UTC

If Fuuma thought he would go after him, he was sorely mistaken, Kamui's attention partially turning to the other people buzzing around. Maybe he should return to his brother soon?

notyourmessiah July 18 2007, 06:18:07 UTC

When it was clear that this Kamui wasn't going to follow, Fuuma stopped, looking over his shoulder at the boy. Such a strange character, but not entirely. He was an easy enough person to understand somewhat. Even without knowing terribly too much about the boy. Smiling to himself in a strangely satisfied manner, he then continued on down the path. If he no longer had any business with that strange boy, then there was no need in hanging around.