Sling was already enough screwing around him, but then the extra-curricular activities kept him unstable. First, after knowing some thing that should have left his head for some time, it has gone repetitive all over again. This is why this person, the so-called fallen angel that goes by the name of Nayfe Locwell, is pissed at the moment.
The look of his face soured more when he sees Garena villa with his brothers – why did he even lived there for so long, you may ask? Well, because he selfishly cares for the only princess in that family and he somewhat gets along with the rest of the father side cousins, except his biological brothers. They are triplets indeed but they started to have their own cold wars every now and then which have been the biggest problem in that house. Nayfe kept his calm to that as long as he is having himself entertained and much productive with classes and activities, but then too much cocky or feeling overpowered by one of the people he hates has been causing his sudden tantrums. For those who knew this white haired fallen angel well, then they would stay away before he hits someone brutally.
He just received a text from one of his cousins telling him or warning him that one of the competitive Locwells are at the villa that is why he shouldn’t go home yet. His smile faded more when he sees that. He was too excited to get home and talk about his winning soccer hit, and then he reads this. “Bull shit.” That’s how he stated the thing at the moment. Slipping his phone which was very helpful just in case of contact and caution towards his slim pockets, he heads to one of his favorite places in Namimori which is the fresh – looking park. He is not a kid already, matures enough to stand on his own accord, but decided to play on it while watching other kids. No, he was not in the mood to go to work if one would recommend him to. He might play with the kitchen knives horribly.
Oh yes, all of them are sadists and hidden dominant people which Japan terms as ‘yandere’. Some of these are hard to deal with, including the white haired white eyed lad.
His uniform was open as he shows his inner polo – like top, unbuttoned with his neck tie at lose. He doesn’t care much about that, but he cannot deny the ladies who would stare at him. Since he is a walking fallen angel, he smiles in the most charming manner – so much to woo them intentionally, while he passes by and face the other side, to sigh evil and think the other way around. He died to think of innocent things at the moment. He was not in the good mood after all.
Passing at the park helped a lot, and he was quite surprised that there are no people – not even a single kid. “Is this area closed?” this kind of shocked him. Though it seems odd, he was good with the case, only to pull one of his short knives from one special expensive case and started to look at it, seeing his own reflection. He can recall the times he was compared to Sling, plus this day. This day with the winning soccer kick, however some of the Shimon seniors are ditching on him. He almost got himself on a fight because of that. Those suckers.
While he looks quietly seeing no one around, he closes his eyes to hit one tree with a throwing knife while he throttles his tantrum quietly with that menacing smile on his face. “Oh you bitches, why don’t you just come on me one on one, I can take you all, fucktards.” He sounded like Sling though, which technically gave him many problems and complete denial.
COULD YOU BE THE DEVIL? Could you be an angel?
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TAG open WORDS 655 NOTES feisty, man he is feisty when he is angry oAo but then calming helps
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,5px,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=CellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width: 350px; height: 250px; background-color: #104E8B; border: 3px solid #36afb1, btable][atrb=style, width: 380px; padding: 5px, bTable][STYLE=color: #7EB6FF; opacity: 0.8; font-family: arial narrow;][STYLE=letter-spacing: 3px; font-size: 15px; text-align: left; padding-left: 5px;]Never gonna say it first.[/style][STYLE=letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 11px; font-style: italic; padding-left: 5px; text-align: center;]just a thought that never crosses my mind, Better off together than just one at a time.[/style][STYLE=letter-spacing: 2.5px; font-size: 20px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; text-align: center;]·.¸¸.☆E is for the ecstasy.[/style][/style] [STYLE=float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; background: url(http://s6.tinypic.com/2im2hw5_th.jpg) no-repeat center; border-radius: 35px; height: 90px; width: 90px; border: #0276FD 2px solid;]
[STYLE=float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; background: url(http://s6.tinypic.com/2im2hw5_th.jpg) no-repeat center; border-radius: 35px; height: 90px; width: 90px; border: #0276FD 2px solid;][/style][/style][cs=3][style=background-color: #; height: 25px; width: 380px; border-radius: 8px 8px 0 0; border-bottom: 3px solid #;][/style][style=padding: 10px; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 2px; line-height: 12px; font-family: tahoma; color: #494949; height: 150px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; background-color: #fff;]Just another one of those days where Yuri Lorenze had more important things on his mind. Smirking a bit and just walking past the bruised body, he didn't kill people no he had a few aggressive moments. Now what would he do, the anger still flowed off of him, and like he cared. It was really just another thing for him, not that anyone had stopped him. Slipping the knives back under his jacket, feeling the cold metal against his skin. For a second he shivered, not because it was cold more of because of the excitement of knowing they were there. Giving a small yawn he just started to walk, people irritated him.
Some thought they had everything, others were just way too cheerful. He didn't like it, or more of he was still complaining about it. Not sure what to think this time, maybe he would have better luck with things away from them. A Shimon student that stayed more on the Millefiore side of all of this. 'What annoyance will surface this time.' Just looking at his phone like he was waiting for orders, or maybe a call from work. One of the two would do him some good not really though. Walking towards the park he just sighed, this place was only so peaceful.
Maybe no one to irritate him anyway, depending on how this went it might end in a fight or just a teasing thing. He could hear the knives hitting the tree and smirked, it was going to be interesting indeed it seemed. Walking up silently behind this person he leaned against another tree, like he was watching him for a bit. Really it didn't bug him now but there was so many other things he had to focus on. Whether he could do any of this or not was still another story this was talking with a person. As much as he didn't wish to admit it something about that was just not part of him.
"Really you think you can take them? Cute~ Who ticked you off this time. Or are you just looking for a random stranger to take that anger out on." Part of him asking for a fight maybe that was Yuri's style, asking for a fight without saying it at all. And yet he didn't care either, just watching him throw the knife really. This was nothing to him he could do the same if he wanted to, reaching for one of the knives under his shirt and just barely touching the cold metal.
Depending on his response who knew how this was truly going to go anyway.[/style]
God, hell, Nayfe's best friend would wish that even one of his cousins residing inside the villa would be there to calm him down. Unfortunately no one was there but this white haired fallen angel, plus the fact that the best friend has some issues to deal with regarding his grades.
Even so, this fallen angel had a friend with the own group and some girls who would try getting on his way. Still, he has the stubborn nature and his flirt attitude would just have to depend on the latter. He wasn't on that mood at the moment, for he only knew of disappointment with the males. Shimon high is full of trouble and he knows that pretty well. He has encountered many of them, which is why he is in deep trouble at times. Though reports didn't reach the villa, Nayfe would never escape the hutch of their eldest cousin – who seems to be like their father of all sorts. Too old, or that's what he calls him out of no respect sometimes. Even so, they came out pretty happy.
While swinging his knives in quite different directions to himself while seeing no one present at the moment, the wielding fallen angel grunts to himself while pushing up curses, or his so-called tantrum of anger and delinquishing fear. They have their own vocabulary of terming which their type of sadism would vary, or their sudden negative disappointments themselves, that would majority pin down on anyone. So far, no one is inside the place where he is that is why he kept himself busy while playing with those knives. Who said that he only had one? This was never one, sorting of all sets and the like that would just come out from his pockets or his sleeves – who knows if ever he had an “Alice in Wonderland Hole pocket” or something in him. Funny term, that is.
This made him pause, about to launch another knife but heard of a voice. His plain white contact equipped eyes glared sharply on the other male with kind of blue hair, momentarily pissed. It was obvious that Nayfe was thoroughly pissed, just trying to cool himself out while talking to the free mid air who dared not reply. This he has to look at. While trying to focus on his stance for a last hit before answering, he flung the knife on the opposite direction, turning his back seemingly. The knife hits bulls-eye on a free flowing large leaf that just fell down. “Definitelt ticked off, but kid, anger can be relinquished.”
[/b] He smirked to that while closing his eyes, holding one of his precious knives with him using one hand, to avoid hitting his handsomely flourished face.
”Didn't saw you here... when were you looking...?”[/b] He questions that also. [/blockquote][/div][/td][/tr][tr][td]
COULD YOU BE THE DEVIL? Could you be an angel?
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TAG yuri, open WORDS 574 NOTES lol a bit calmed but still feisty XD
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[STYLE=float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; background: url(http://s6.tinypic.com/2im2hw5_th.jpg) no-repeat center; border-radius: 35px; height: 90px; width: 90px; border: #0276FD 2px solid;][/style][/style][cs=3][style=background-color: #; height: 25px; width: 380px; border-radius: 8px 8px 0 0; border-bottom: 3px solid #;][/style][style=padding: 10px; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 2px; line-height: 12px; font-family: tahoma; color: #494949; height: 150px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; background-color: #fff;]To think he'd be in a park dealing with another person no way that wasn't how he worked. All he wanted was some peace and quiet or a good fight. Either one would work for him now it really depended. Yuri yawned keeping his attention on the person here, ignoring any other annoyance. What were they going disturbing the peace just because they were angry. Maybe he could get something out of this, but for now he would just glare. Seem to be keeping to his own little rules or just waiting for his chance to strike. Running a hand through his hair he pulled out the knife from under his jacket.
Throwing it without really looking, he knew it would just hit the tree and avoid the person completely. Yuri was good with knives anyway so this shouldn't be too hard. He had learned unlike anyone else he knew. Or cared to get to know he was better off on his own. Even standing here his mind kept telling him that, don't bother anything with this brat other then maybe a good fight. They aren't worth much more then that even if it wasn't really true but like he would care. This Shimon student seemed to be too aggressive specially today which was just a bit annoying. "Right...and I'm no kid you should think before you speak. Anger can but in your case that doesn't seem to happen." The boy just smirked this was all part of it.
He wanted to tease him, troll him and maybe make him angry. Not because he cared at all no way, Yuri never bothered to show that he cared about anyone. "I'm always there...somewhere. You just were too busy throwing things at the tree and getting angry to notice." Well not really he had only been here for so long, sneaking up on him a little bit which wasn't that bad. Not that much was actually going to work since he always managed to upset someone. But maybe this person just needed a little work out or something to get rid of his anger.
"Though what ticked you off~" That was the only reason he asked, they were from Shimon after all. So while he hated schools or getting close to people, he would at least deal with things that were school ish related. He had a feeling they were going to get into some trouble though. Pulling his knife out of the tree he just yawned and slipped it under his shirt again, it didn't really bug him it and never had. This boy was a bit weird well okay maybe not since Yuri was no better.
He was tense after work so who knew what was going to happen anyway. Maybe they'd get a little visit or this kid would snap, Yuri was already frustrated about the kid comment.[/style]
Things are far off getting worst, but then the so-called fallen angel would have to adjust himself to that like he didn't really know. The brute and the latter who had his damn shit over just ruined his day which made him prance mentally just like a sadistic psychopath idiot. He can manage with that, as much as Dager and Sling would be calmer, but way off than the rest. It was his kind of specialty in a negative outpost of sorts. Then again, Nayfe had nothing to do with it.
His knives were the symbol of his name, such as his brothers would be – they were born students and fighters with the same route but different kind of passion, or should one say, oddity, which is bound to be sort of extraordinary in courses. The Locwell didn't blame that towards their parents but vented more on the external parts of their household simply because they did love each other too much... before. Today and the current seemed to shatter their family even if they were all labeled crazy sadists who enjoyed mindfucking people 24/7 for a change. It was still enjoyable for people like them.
So well said, Nayfe found himself a better off silent place to vent off his anger. He was fine with that, and now appears a blue haired kid which didn't tick him off, but then had the queer smile on his face. His knives were still on his hand, and the rest to where everyone hell would know pocket holes he would have around his body. This was appropriate for someone like him – convenience matters. “Really now. How can you say that? I am quite fond of tossing around things like this specifically towards... brothers.”
[/b] He was kind of sadistic with that kind of response though it was true. If Dager throws daggers around, and Sling uses a slinger thing when they are competing, he'd be tossing knives. Such dangerous sports he was used to.
Seeing the male's face made him smile more like a Cheshire cat. He found the answer quite interesting. He was like a unique doll in his eyes, or a puppet that he can control partially. “Wow, that's some slick move you got there then. Had someone planted silencer on your shoes?”[/b] Of course, the fallen angel here was kidding about it, yet he was still pissed in the middle of the conversation... as long as he wasn't as it is before the male arrived.
“School shit.”[/b] His answer was direct, flinging the knife on another tree while he sees the bark falling down from the impact, also hitting two falling leaves at the same time with that single throw. “Oopsies, I kinda wasted that throw.”[/b] He was off with his charm while worrying partially that he just wasted a knife or two, but it was kind of funny. A bit appealing but so, he looks and eyes at the shorter male. “What brought you here though? Shouldn't you be at class studying?”[/b] Wow, says the one who got pissed. [/blockquote][/div][/td][/tr][tr][td]
COULD YOU BE THE DEVIL? Could you be an angel?
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TAG yuri, open WORDS 531 NOTES lol a bit calmed but still feisty XD
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[STYLE=float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; background: url(http://s6.tinypic.com/2im2hw5_th.jpg) no-repeat center; border-radius: 35px; height: 90px; width: 90px; border: #0276FD 2px solid;][/style][/style][cs=3][style=background-color: #; height: 25px; width: 380px; border-radius: 8px 8px 0 0; border-bottom: 3px solid #;][/style][style=padding: 10px; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 2px; line-height: 12px; font-family: tahoma; color: #494949; height: 150px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; background-color: #fff;]Yuri could have said he was bored if that was even the case, just after that fight from before. Not really though because he would usually stay in his aggressive mode for a little while. Till Gale either forced him to calm down which only worked sometimes, or someone else decided to pick a fight with him. Though he wouldn't bring it up he just watched this boy, all the aggression he seemed to hold. There was a major key to it, no surprise if it was some annoying family issue or something. It happened a lot with students...not that he really even bothered to look into it. Stalking after people only amused Yuri when he knew he would get something out of it. Waiting and watching wondering how long he could really go on, being angry like that it sucked energy out of people sometimes.
Not that he was speaking from experience or anything, trying to act as if he had more control. Though he really didn't have to, another moment where Yuri did something that wasn't needed. This boy was all for the violence...a bit annoyed that a peaceful place had been turned into this. But at the same time wasn't that what he used it for at times anyway. So he just didn't bother to say anything about that, let him have his little fit of rage. All Yuri wanted was a good fight really, or at least something to keep him entertained.
"Apparently so. Hah at brothers...have fun with that." Not really caring, cute little Tsundere flashed through his head though that thing Gale called him. Just shaking it off and leaning against something, he might look relaxed. But there was really no way Yuri hardly relaxed much less around people. That sentence just made him smirk and laugh a bit, the sadistic quality behind it. This person was actually amusing him so he wasn't teasing him as much as he might usually end up doing. No that would be saved for Gal and Vik when he saw them later on.
"Hah now if only they could actually do that." The boy went along with it sorta, though his smirk hadn't changed, and he couldn't help but look around a bit. The whole school shit thing well it was none of his business and hadn't been for awhile. So why let it worry him he could work on that later, when he actually had to which for now he was just distracted. Let them do as they pleased while he was a bit of a rebel against those rules. Well part of him should have said they needed to be obeyed but rules are made to be broken. "Getting away from that annoying school....those people just don't provide any fun." For a second a flicker of rage and maybe annoyance memories of the fight he got into.
Now while that was a bit fun, it had slowly become boring and he had just left them there in a bloody pile. Let them pick themselves up he could care nothing for it. [/style]
Sinister faces would just make his day crazier, and knowing him, he’d be dealing with lots of tantrum issues so forth. Nayfe was always like that way, not only in the villa, but also outside. It was a relief that his best friend could even stand him even at the toughest times around, while he goes all calm like a puppy. No one would see that, specifically not Dager and Sling of all people. Maybe he was just afraid that the two would laugh at him for being like that or there’s a certain side of him that shows he’s more of a straightforward person? Anyhow, he didn’t mind to that much.
Anyway, the reason of his certain ranting as much as he wanted to deny it is being pissed. There are times when he gets ticked off immediately, and thankfully, not in the café yet. He having a costume plus the wig and contacts are already a hassle, plus it is cute to think off. He also had the anger issues under control before anything else happens, and would probably get kicked by the boss if that occurred. He doesn’t want to get his job off.
Brothers. “Yeah brothers. So much fun.”
[/b] as much as fun as torturing someone with his playful knives that is, and of the circus darts. He imagined them being pinned on the bulls-eye while he practices in a very sadistic and slight psychopath manner, and then with the audience while he mails himself to perfectly hit with five shots. Imagine all the blood that can loose, but that’s above his insanity level for a cause. This isn’t a funny joke for most people, but for him, it is. It is the most playful act for him, taking note that he can wash all his worries while his white clothes stained with the color of red.
He didn’t continue much on that knowing that the head of the villa would be sad if he did. He knew that much, since he just loves that girl even if she orders around – being part masochistic he was for the sake of the family. No matter how much he is out of place, he would always recall of the head’s words while he smiles and nods in the most honest manner, ignoring his brothers. Thinking of the past was too late now, for the two of the Locwell didn’t show sympathy much anymore, even the slightest ones. It’s like they cursed themselves to hell. It is a big sin. “I could see that happening, some other time.”[/b] He tossed another knife like it is nothing to him, and the rest of the contrary. He wanted to chuckle on that but held tightly on his own beliefs for awhile thinking of the numerous ways of punishing.
Speaking of punishing, it didn’t cease him to give more of a smirk while he answers to that. “Really now? What is this school you’re speaking of anyway? Shimon?”[/b] Great, he didn’t mind to tell the dreaded name of the school he loathes, plus studied surely because of things and… family issues. There’s no better explanation to that while tossing his knives again and again with a free hand. [/blockquote][/div][/td][/tr][tr][td]
COULD YOU BE THE DEVIL? Could you be an angel?
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TAG yuri, open WORDS 540 NOTES asghs he just spoke of Shimon. omaigad i hope he doesn't get detention. oAo
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[STYLE=float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; background: url(http://s6.tinypic.com/2im2hw5_th.jpg) no-repeat center; border-radius: 35px; height: 90px; width: 90px; border: #0276FD 2px solid;][/style][/style][cs=3][style=background-color: #; height: 25px; width: 380px; border-radius: 8px 8px 0 0; border-bottom: 3px solid #;][/style][style=padding: 10px; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 2px; line-height: 12px; font-family: tahoma; color: #494949; height: 150px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; background-color: #fff;]He wondered just how far he would be able to push this boy at least till he snapped. It was like he had little patience but at the same Yuri didn't have very much either. Not that he had any to begin with, he might have more then some of his family did that was for sure. But the boy was violent and didn't bother to think of much else then that most of the time. Now what would he end up doing this time, it seemed this Shimon student had way too much going through his mind. Maybe he could use it against him that would be fun anyway.
Yuri was always one for blackmail and didn't bother to think much of it when he did it. Giving a small yawn not out of being tired after all. Part of him could sense the sarcasm in his voice, that was not about to mean much. But at the same time he had to work with it. "Hah. Right they are just that annoying to you." He smirked and just licked his lips for a second, wondering what he was thinking. Why did he hate his brothers so much, then again Yuri would too if he had brothers like Nayfe. Actually he would just compete with them knock them down and then walk away. Cute little Tsundere yea right that wasn't him. And yet of course Gale would comment on that again.
"Sure some other time." Just sighing a bit and leaning back not that concerned, really this didn't bug him. He would deal with it later when he had to anyway. Watching the knife really this wasn't helping it just made him blood boil even more. Yuri could care nothing for his grades, really he didn't have to try and he was more about the rules.
Well some of them others he wanted to just break and shove in people's face. Be like yes I can break the rules too and nothing can stop me. "You should know that already you are a Shimon student as well." He knew that because well he knew just about everything and maybe a few other things might have given it away. Stepping away from the tree and just looking at him, wondering what he had gotten into.
Why was he even talking to him, part of him wanted to turn around and just leave. Better then get involved but this was getting too interesting and amusing specially with the possibility of a good fight. With black mail mixed in there somewhere of course he knew how to do it, learned from the best. Who knew a father's training would actually be useful here.
(is thinking they haven't worked the same shift yet at the cafe since Yuri just like started..so they wouldn't meet yet. other then the school.) [/style]
Nayfe only sees this as a matter of patience, or probably, a contest with patience. Since he views it that way and shows that he won't lose to such a child, he wouldn't and stick hold to it this time. Despite the fact that others ticked him off already plus this guy is adding - even if he wasn't involved - he would just held on to his pride and not give it to anyone else already, since this is not necessary, not even towards his brothers who would look at him. Well, any Locwell have their own view and they're pretty thankful that there's no girl against them, save for Sling who acted like one when he was young but changed by the fallen angel. This he regrets on doing so. Had he not helped his bastard brother, he would have been the one with attention.
Seeking for one is pretty stupid, even at his age. They were just plain crazy just like what the three straight schools with cold war effects state, having their own Locwell student. They weren't much of a prodigy but they were odd, and part of the family. It also seems pretty off when they come by and battle at once, one versus two was their main keep. This kept on not only for two years, but many more. The villa endured this kind of activity until they got natural with it plus it was kind of the main hobby of the three. Call it technically insane but this is how they have fun, ticking and flinching each other off until one falls. They even had their own descriptive negative nicknames such as the incubus, the fallen and the demon. Being angels of white isn't much like them.
Moving on to the discussion on how much Nayfe would endure the blue haired, he wouldn't snap. He lost his anger to the last and focused merely on this blue haired person. Probably he can shift his anger to him or maybe he can tick off the other student? This kind of amused him too much while he looks at the brighter and menacing sides, at least he was pretty entertained foremost. He didn't blink to the idea, his white contacts moving along while he glances to the blue haired person, probably a student. "Of course they are, I bet you have brothers so you feel the pain." That wasn't kind of joke that he would pull off, but he did wondered about that. Maybe they're as annoying as you then... He didn't say much to that anymore but only flashed an innocent smile, lashed with the devil's thoughts.
He wasn't an angel to begin with, despite the white hair and the white eyes that he has. He is a devil, a fallen, that is why he acted too timid and quite insane to the ideas. Everyone didn't know that much, but his brothers would, and so as his group of friends around Shimon. Plain annoying, yet sadism conquers most of his personality.
"Oh really now. How did you?"
[/b] Now this is kind of interesting. He smiled to that while he holds on to his free knife and didn't throw it anymore, one hand on his waist while he strucks his hair to the side lightly with the other hand, giving more of a Cheshire smile. "I never knew I have a kid stalking me."[/b] He was kind of cocky with that now, probably on the mood to be snapping, while he smiles waiting for an answer. [/blockquote][/div][/td][/tr][tr][td]
COULD YOU BE THE DEVIL? Could you be an angel?
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TAG yuri, open WORDS - - - NOTES that can work for me XD
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,5px,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=CellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width: 350px; height: 250px; background-color: #104E8B; border: 3px solid #36afb1, btable][atrb=style, width: 380px; padding: 5px, bTable][STYLE=color: #7EB6FF; opacity: 0.8; font-family: arial narrow;][STYLE=letter-spacing: 3px; font-size: 15px; text-align: left; padding-left: 5px;]Never gonna say it first.[/style][STYLE=letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 11px; font-style: italic; padding-left: 5px; text-align: center;]just a thought that never crosses my mind, Better off together than just one at a time.[/style][STYLE=letter-spacing: 2.5px; font-size: 20px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; text-align: center;]·.¸¸.☆E is for the ecstasy.[/style][/style] [STYLE=float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; background: url(http://s6.tinypic.com/2im2hw5_th.jpg) no-repeat center; border-radius: 35px; height: 90px; width: 90px; border: #0276FD 2px solid;]
[STYLE=float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; background: url(http://s6.tinypic.com/2im2hw5_th.jpg) no-repeat center; border-radius: 35px; height: 90px; width: 90px; border: #0276FD 2px solid;][/style][/style][cs=3][style=background-color: #; height: 25px; width: 380px; border-radius: 8px 8px 0 0; border-bottom: 3px solid #;][/style][style=padding: 10px; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 2px; line-height: 12px; font-family: tahoma; color: #494949; height: 150px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; background-color: #fff;]Yuri should probably get a good smack for this and a lecture on when to quit. But no one ever had most were too scared to get near him, or he smirked and ignored what they said. Just like he did with his father nothing was going to make him listen to that annoying man ever again. Really he just smirked this was getting way too easy, or was he not about to give in. Maybe this kid happened to be just as stubborn as he was. It wouldn't surprise him as much just because of the way he acted. But no one had ever done that to him so it was still a bit awkward. Now he couldn't blame him if it was getting annoying, but things did happen. 'He's starting to crack~' That voice in his head purred, wanting to get on with this maybe but Yuri ignored it better to work with other things.
Eventually he might stop testing him but really when someone made things way too fun this happened. Specially for Yuri Lorenze...hard to control and even harder to get to stop. That was not going to end well one of these days he might push the wrong person. But then he would get a good fight so Yuri wasn't all that worried unless he lost. Maybe it was why he was useful in this little war and made part of the Millefiore side. But he still wouldn't end up telling anyone that. No one needed to know after all, but since things had happened anyway.
"well not exactly but I suppose that doesn't really matter." After all people annoyed him, even brothers or a lot of others, he didn't care anymore. They would get what was coming to them and he could just laugh about it later, when he was alone or just in front of them. He didn't know about that nor did he truly care they hadn't given him a reason to do so anyway. "For the last time I am not a kid. And maybe I just know things because you are easy to figure out." Not that he cared, yes he was stalking he did that and always would. But he wanted to be stubborn because of the whole kid comment.
It annoyed him just because he was short or something they tried to call him a kid. No way was he, the boy could do more then most of them did. "Why would you like it if I stalked after you hm?" That purring tone he was teasing him again just because Yuri could do that as much as he wanted to anyway. He knew this was going to be a bit annoying wasn't it.
But they couldn't blame anyone and at least he wouldn't blame him not that he would speak of his hidden thoughts.[/style]
Nayfe was playing fair here, or at least he was. If this is a game of patience, then so be it.
He wanted to chuckle evil and declare that as a challenge but with his mood on hold and now focused on bickering much of the blue haired lad, he didn’t do so, for it would signify some sort of defeat. This is going too far exciting for the sadistic fallen angel, while his smile widens slow and sheer, his eyes focusing on the knife that he has on his hand, avoiding sharpening it himself with the use of his bare fingers. He terms it this way not caring if he would have blood on his hands – it was way too normal and common for him. If people would be much of a hassle and worrying on the wound, while some would probably panic and flicker their looks on focus, Nayfe wouldn’t and bet shrug then lick his finger instead, while remarking how delicious he would be, and the others as well. He did made himself creepy with that, but knowing girls, they wouldn’t give up and just regard to him that he’s okay being a vampire and that he can bite on their necks if ever, but he didn’t mouth further to that.
Some of his strands of white hair caressed on his fair cheeks while not minding, the wind passing again on the same direction where he was staring at the Shimon kid. It is well said that he’s a Shimon student just like him based on the actions while being quite interested. At least he didn’t have the tantrums moreover, such as having his best friend in the same school be his living target practice, as much as others who he would refer as ‘fucktards’, the short term for fucking retards. Others would find that nick pretty common around his classroom while giggling about him, considering him quite a gangster but begged to differ, then became a running joke. He was fine with that as long as he wasn’t as pissed as he was earlier.
Back to his concentration, he faced the blue haired while giving quite a smile. “How interesting.”
[/b] He has to comment on part the cockiness, which was totally amusing. He still referred this person as a kid, for noticing him being way shorter than himself – or probably he’s just a very tall person for his age? He shrugs to that secretly while commenting further again, avoiding to flash the knife flying.
Calling him a kid did annoyed him, which made Nayfe push more on that. It was cute - not as cute as those girls that he would see, but more of a sadist-mode cute which he would prefer much of the time. He smirked to that and apologized mockingly. "Aw, I am pretty sorry. Kid sounds terrible, child."[/b] Oh god, he's pushing the blue haired person on purpose just to enjoy the faces that he would make elsewhere, which is the main reason why he chose not to waste his weapons anywhere. They might come in handy sooner or later.
Still, it doesn't change the fact that the fallen angel thinks that this is annoying. Then again, reminding himself that this is a competition of patience, then this would have been pretty good. "What're you an informant or something?"[/b] He questioned that behind the scenes as if he cared, but best know. He might find this kid a bit useful for him and spare some time, unless if he wanted the blood sputtering around like he did a few weeks ago. Though it was like that, he received detention from the villa and kept the secret instead of being with the police. This shall not happen again, that is what he was noted while he nodded sickly.
He chuckled to that wisely. "I prefer a cute girl but a male child will also do."[/b] He smirked evily while he looks back again, only to stop on it for awhile to notice something quite of importance. "Oh yea, I guess you know my name. So what's yours?"[/b] Since the kid's mr-smart-pants, then the fallen angel only requests for his name. [/blockquote][/div][/td][/tr][tr][td]
COULD YOU BE THE DEVIL? Could you be an angel?
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TAG yuri, open WORDS 714 NOTES LOL omg he called him child XDD
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,5px,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=CellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width: 350px; height: 250px; background-color: #104E8B; border: 3px solid #36afb1, btable][atrb=style, width: 380px; padding: 5px, bTable][STYLE=color: #7EB6FF; opacity: 0.8; font-family: arial narrow;][STYLE=letter-spacing: 3px; font-size: 15px; text-align: left; padding-left: 5px;]Never gonna say it first.[/style][STYLE=letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 11px; font-style: italic; padding-left: 5px; text-align: center;]just a thought that never crosses my mind, Better off together than just one at a time.[/style][STYLE=letter-spacing: 2.5px; font-size: 20px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; text-align: center;]·.¸¸.☆E is for the ecstasy.[/style][/style] [STYLE=float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; background: url(http://s6.tinypic.com/2im2hw5_th.jpg) no-repeat center; border-radius: 35px; height: 90px; width: 90px; border: #0276FD 2px solid;]
[STYLE=float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; background: url(http://s6.tinypic.com/2im2hw5_th.jpg) no-repeat center; border-radius: 35px; height: 90px; width: 90px; border: #0276FD 2px solid;][/style][/style][cs=3][style=background-color: #; height: 25px; width: 380px; border-radius: 8px 8px 0 0; border-bottom: 3px solid #;][/style][style=padding: 10px; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 2px; line-height: 12px; font-family: tahoma; color: #494949; height: 150px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; background-color: #fff;]It started to annoy him just a bit even though he had really been the one to start this little game. Just some of the comments that this person ended up making. They wanted to test his patience well they were doing a good job. Though not just testing his patience it was a mix of his temper in there as well, and Yuri was a hot head. A cute little hot head according to some people though he would never admit it if someone asked him. He smirked and just watched trying his best to keep his temper under control, if he didn't then who knew what might happen.
Though part of him did know that he would have to deal with the Gale lecture, maybe he could avoid it. If Gale was with his lover anyway that had to be simple enough. Yuri seemed to yawn like he was teasing or just saying you are starting to bore me without saying it. Though that wasn't really true this person couldn't be boring or they would have been awhile ago. Really Yuri wasn't all for having conversations with people specially not just randomly like this. He stalked from the shadows and nothing else usually it was better for him then. Now he just had to wonder what this person was thinking, yet at the same time he didn't know anymore or had he ever. All he did was stare right back, not even flinching or looking away.
Way too stubborn Yuri was he really needed to at least think of something right, a easier way to work this out really. Like he would do that he never worked on the easy way it was just not his style anyway. " I am no child! if anyone is here it's you." The anger was there and yet it seemed to change but not that it had faded or would. Yuri held onto anger and usually tried to figure out how to use it against someone. Hopefully it wasn't going to be the one standing in front of him he would make his life miserable. Or at least sure as heck try to.
"Isn't that my business why give secrets away to you. Unless you plan to pay me." Yet again it was one of those things he thought about, literally one of the only things and he used that quite often against people. "Aww what does the little child want to play?" That was the teasing tone he would use the child thing right back against him, it was Nayfe's fault for bringing it up really. That was really not something one did around Yuri.
Not if the had any value about themselves left, but then again who knew why some did that. Specially this one, no way would Yuri admit if he had even been confused though."Yuri if you must know that badly, don't think it really matters to you though." Just huffing a bit and seeming to ignore it, he didn't care much for what this person wanted. [/style]
This is what Nayfe wanted – biting to the bait and it seems like everything he is doing is working. He wanted to smile to that badly again as if he is a maniac with some retarded screws; so much amusement he has been through most of the time, and this is why he really loves ‘kids’ despite the maturity that others would be practically getting. It reminded him of the times when he was one and he was pretty defensive with the rest, probably a reason why he kept on being like that until he grows up and earned more enemies the usual thing. He didn’t really care, as long as he was blunt with things instead of being a liar – a person like that is preferred than a person hiding on sheep’s clothing, yes?
He was smiling nicely while he eyes at the blue haired kid again, that queer look but not much of those whenever he plans on playing as a flirt with some women of his age, or those that he finds pretty interesting foremost. The only thing he did was give a stare too normal, yet angelic most since he is an angel, to stress, a ‘fallen angel’ because of his dark sides. He didn’t comprehend much on that for he wasn’t requested to, and discussions are pretty lazy for him. The white haired lad continued to play along just like what good teenagers do, unknowingly being a child the same as one he terms as ‘child’. Of course, knowing Nayfe he would deny that too much, for he was already too tall and mature to be compared to something like that. It was severely ‘ouch’ for some people, but does he care? Nope, not even a bit of concern, unless if it’s someone he is dedicated to.
The sound of the blue haired person made him want to chuckle again, but he didn’t for the love of his glory. He doesn’t want to give off something that can make him look like a hyena later on while he enjoys the lightness of the face, and the expression was just unbearable for him to explain. It’s probably Nayfe’s exaggeration, but he knows it better more than the rest and goes with the flow. With a slight look again, he smirks and responds casually, hiding the laughing matter. “Oh, making that cute face makes me think you’re one. Grow tall first.”
[/b] He has been holding to that insult for he was way taller than the blue haired kid – like he can step on him a bit when he kneels more. He would love to do that but not now, since he still has a bit of his anger held back and he doesn’t want to pressure out the most.
He wanted to kid more to this because he is practically being a brat, but then he was a good person foremost so he didn’t. This is the best of the fun that he can handle, and might as well, produce later. He might be reluctant on being like one after all, for this is way too cute. He thinks of this cute, yes. “Oh, informant then.”[/b] He confirmed that without requiring for mere answers and ignored it.
He just held to his wild grin while he responds to that, imaginary veins popping mentally on his head but prevented to snap. He wants the guy to snap first. In his most ‘angelic’ ways, he says this. “Dear child… I will play with you once you grow up.”[/b] He literally meant grow taller than him so he can wrestle, not knowing that Nayfe is just a year ahead of the person he is talking to. Well, this doesn’t matter much to him since he doesn’t want his hands dirtied for awhile. “Oh, drink vitamins to grow tall or wear heels.”[/b] God, he didn’t prevent himself to start that.
Anyhow, Yuri is quite a name. This he acknowledges. “That’s quite a name you got there. It’s pretty cute.”[/b] Later he would secure reasons why he finds it cute… probably on another insulting manner. He is good with that. [/blockquote][/div][/td][/tr][tr][td]
COULD YOU BE THE DEVIL? Could you be an angel?
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TAG yuri, open WORDS 701 NOTES LOL I enjoyed making this reply as if I am bickering Yuri too cute ashgghdfdh
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[STYLE=float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; background: url(http://s6.tinypic.com/2im2hw5_th.jpg) no-repeat center; border-radius: 35px; height: 90px; width: 90px; border: #0276FD 2px solid;][/style][/style][cs=3][style=background-color: #; height: 25px; width: 380px; border-radius: 8px 8px 0 0; border-bottom: 3px solid #;][/style][style=padding: 10px; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 2px; line-height: 12px; font-family: tahoma; color: #494949; height: 150px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; background-color: #fff;]Literally this was turning into a game of cat and mouse, one pulling at the other only to make them chase the other around. Not like they would get very far as of now it was hard to tell which one was the cat and which one was the mouse. They were both tugging at each other waiting for one of them to lose patience and snap. It probably wouldn't take very long Yuri's temper was a violent one when it exploded, which is why people were better off now around him. Whether it was some sort of act or not well that was up to other people to decide. Yuri would make them change that opinion and think of something else about it he was very good at that. Looking at him just the way he acted should tick the boy off, send him into some uncontrolled rage.
But it hadn't so far so maybe they were actually lucky this time and nothing that bad was going to happen. But he truly could be wrong Yuri never thought about it. Much less did he really care...at least he acted like he didn't. Giving a small blink at this person why were they looking at him like this, seriously it was like they wanted to do something. A Pervert perhaps or they had other plans he could only be so sure on that kind of thing. Yuri growled a bit if Gale was here he would have teased him, saying it sounded like a purring cat or something.
"Oh like you can talk. I'm not that short!" The pout would have surfaced if he was younger, now it was just annoyance. Like he wanted to smack him with something. Which probably before this was over he was going to, would definitely suck for Nayfe. But he would probably be able to handle it or he wouldn't have started this thing. Or at least continued it anyway. The boy huffed and kinda kicked at the ground this was not helping him, and they couldn't blame him.
What was he supposed to do someone was teasing and taunting him, it was only natural of this boy to respond. Most of the time with cute like anger, that Tsundere thing was hard to ignore. Well not for him...but Gale always brought it up. "Right well how about we change that. You want to play then come on...or are you scared of something?" Really that made him think he was a pervert again if he wanted to play with something he would have to work for it. A simple pout he didn't even know was there, like he was not aware of it.
"I am not a child and it is not cute!" This person just wanted to push his buttons but what choice did he have. Fight back or let him push his buttons he picked the first one. Or just see how this went he wondered how long he could keep this up before he cracked. [/style]
There’s always the devil side of Nayfe no matter where you place a hint of sanity on his brain. Even so, this isn’t working too well. He would always be the one to make the moves of being much crack, some reasons why he doesn’t make friends but more of rivals who would either wish him to die or enjoy the company like the feeling is too mutual. He would go with the second option most though, since he reasons that he still needs to live to have his purpose done well, and by that, it means he’s not dying no matter how shit the plans are. He is a fallen angel, a being thrown up from the heavens because of his sins… or that was his description from most girls who would see him, even though he wasn’t a sinner. If some would hallucinate, they would have said that he has black wings sprouting from his back, but those are mere lies. Nayfe wishes to have one though, but not in the way of cosplay.
This made him chuckle more, like he’s in front of a kid who is way ages of maturity. Like I will snap like that, child. He didn’t think of his words foremost but loved the results he got. This is already too much for him, or maybe it was plain exaggeration itself. The look on the face of his blue haired companion pushed him to be much evil. Who said that Nayfe is a merely nice person, for the cost? He was half bad, half good in the oddest ways, just like the sane oddity traits of each Locwell brother. They have to agree on that because despite the fact that they’re triplets, it was only Sling who kept their original phases in appearance (such as the hair color and their face structures) and didn’t change much like dying their hair to different colors and their clothing brands a mock of style. Fashion is their sense of direction too, such as they would dress up nicely and perfect, then at the same time got used to cosplay.
It wasn’t that hard for the fallen angel to give much of a comment. “Well, I am taller than you… for like… more than three inches.”
[/b] He added that but didn’t go near the guy, just smiled more. He was still angelic from afar though the attitude seems more of a devil or a monster for a change. Who said that appearances tell the personality of a being?
Then again, the white haired lad kept on doing his stance, or closure of pace. This was way too fun for him he completely forgot on how pissed he was, and now he is venting his anger in an indirect manner towards Yuri. He can even recall his name more and more like a broken CD, reminding himself that it fits more dearly to a prettier female. This is why he just likes names – sometimes you cannot judge them and sometimes they are worth insulting. Still, Nayfe was evil with this, just to see the face that he would make more. “Oh?”[/b] He placed his hand on his chin while looking at the mad guy with his charm again before he replies falsely. “Sorry but I don’t play with children.”[/b] He didn’t care much of the scared part, but it technically meant ‘why not, if you can’ to the fallen angel.
His white wings were ripped apart, since he’s a fallen, replaced by black ones that grow evil roots but that doesn’t count. The description is too ironic he wanted to laugh on that, but he doesn’t at the moment since his mind is focused on the blue haired kid again. He’s snapping. Yes… He wanted him to snap more or see what he can get if ever they have a fight, but he further stresses that he doesn’t play with children. “Children should play with dolls at home or building bricks.”[/b] Yes, he said that to accompany his misery for awhile.
Oh dear, he snapped… He grinned more to that while he answers again. “But you said you don’t like ‘kid’ so child is cute… or should I say you’re a baby. Wow, that’s the cutest.”[/b] Well this was pretty working, as he crosses his arms and hid the knives again on any part of his body, as long as he have pockets, not wasting his time much on holding them for it might damage his beautiful face. Everything was going accordingly and if Yuri goes on him, he’d be fine. “Isn’t Yuri a girl’s name? I am starting to think that you being cute means you are a girl.”[/b] Yes, he added more. [/blockquote][/div][/td][/tr][tr][td]
COULD YOU BE THE DEVIL? Could you be an angel?
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TAG yuri, open WORDS 792 NOTES dshjdgd lol too much laughing
