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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 6:58 pm
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Aruna liked to consider himself a simple man(raccoon) with simple needs, and it wasn't his fault his definition of simple involved less than simple activities,well, most of them. Aruna had, a bit of a secret, that stemmed from the day he got his tattoo, he liked to draw. from things like the tribal designs to people, landscapes and various things, Aruna would stop and draw it occasionally. This was why he had gone out today actually, he had been sick recently and needed a bit of air in his opinion, so he snuck away from the watchful eyes of his witch friend (who had assured him he'd be better in a day or two, but her clumsy lover had managed to spill something into the medicine without her knowledge) to actually look at something besides his toilet bowl or his covers. "Of course, of course it would be the beginning of winter. And of course i'd forget." He sighed, sucking it up. Winter was a good season, and there was just...just something special, wonderful about it that intrigued him. He shivered, trying to find a spot that wasn't too far away from his home to draw.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 7:16 pm
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Not far from where Alruna searched, two young kats sat, happily chatting with one another. They too were artists, and twin sisters. The lighter one was happily doodling on her sister's ankle with a temporary tattoo pen. The darker on giggled deviously. She was the more ebil of the two, though her sister was certainly not overly sweet either. She ran her fingers through her sister's hair. The two were very close, had been since they were kids. Their backpacks lay beside them on the ground, they didn't go anywhere without them, they housed their treasured artbooks, and their body art kits, among other things.
Anyone looking for some body arts would do well to meet this tag-team, Ariane was purely amazing with her tattoos, and Mirabella was just as creative with her piercings. But to actually become friends with them was not the easiest thing in the world. They were very confident and independent, and they didn't feel they needed anyone but each other. Fortunately for Alruna, Ariane would still remember when he allowed her to doodle on him as a child, and she wouldn't let her sister hurt him, or even try.
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 6:00 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 11, 2008 11:22 am
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Posted: Tue Nov 11, 2008 8:36 pm
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She smiles, and bends to take a closer look at the tattoo, then glances back at Belle, and chuckles lightly. "That's my twin, Mirabella. She uh.... doesn't like strangers." Her linked hold on her twin screamed as the two made eye contact, she could tell that if Belle wasn't being held back by that link, she would try as hard as she could to tear the coon limb from limb. She also knew that Aruna was a coon, and could probably overpower her sister quite easily, especially being as they were barely adults.
Their mental bond stopped Belle from physically attacking the male, but her speech was unhindered. Was he speaking to her? She chuckles. "You did NOT just call me 'miss'. Ari, how can you let him touch you?"
"Bella, stop, you silly thing. This is Aruna, he's a friend!" She smiles warmly at Aruna, ignoring her sister's pessimism.
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Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 4:31 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 14, 2008 9:24 pm
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Oh isn't he awesome?!?! (I'll edit for reply)
Mirabella glares at her sister. This was just like her, to befriend some strange guy... Who knew what he did on his personal time? She rolled her eyes, but allowed him to stand near her.
Ariane followed Aruna over, and stood on the other side of her still-sitting sister, runs her hands through her long, silky hair. "Oh, Aruna, look!" She reaches for her sister's bag, but looks back toward her. "May I?"
Mirabella sighs and shrugs. It wasn't much, hardly worth showing off, but if Ari really wanted to...
Ariane clapped and pulled the bag open, producing the book of sketches. Mostly it was focused on piercing details, she thought they were so beautiful, neat, perfect, organized.
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Posted: Sat Nov 15, 2008 8:31 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 22, 2008 2:57 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 6:04 pm
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Response to the Carlos Len and Rin in thread RP
This 'demon' as her brother called himself was pissing Rin off. Who did he think he was, to push her and Len around, and what did he mean by play? Whatever, she'd do it, as long as it kept Len safe. "I'll play, fine, but just leave Len alone, and let him go." She added, knowing that he was probably hurting from the squeeze to his arm. She was determined, but was it, that something in her heart longed for someone, anyone to come to her and her brothers rescue?
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2009 5:26 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2009 7:00 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2009 7:36 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2009 8:11 pm
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