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kamui (not all there)
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Date Posted: Sun, Mar 02 2008, 1:14:48
In reply to:
Alexia Silvestri, Kitiara, Sesshoumaru
's message, "Terrified Love" on Sat, Mar 01 2008, 22:10:21
Hazy words from far away floated around in her ears, but the psychic paid no heed to them. They were unimportant to the bliss she was in right now. Even shirahime, who she kept close to hear heart, was nothing more than distant murmurings. It was like being young again (had it really only been five-six years?) squabbling (for really, it'd been nothing more than stirred around hot air) with Aiden and Falcon, Ryuu adding snarky comments in tandem with her. Then, "mother" Kitiara would come in and mediate, though really only just a few years older than them.
("So.. why do we listen to Kitiara again?" grumbled Aiden as he scrubbed at the large stain on the white sheet. "Because she was kind enough to offer us lunch and we did stain the tablecloth with that skirmish..?" Falcon added helpfully, seemingly not bothered by the manual labor; the water was, after all, cool in the summer heat. Kamui resolutely said nothing, glowering at the large stain on the sheet, "mentally" helping remove the stain. "..But still! Why do--!" "Sesshourmaru." Blank looks greeted her word. "er..""Do you want to find out why he was a taiyoukai before coming here?" She asked sarcastically, finally looking up from her sulking. "Exactly.")
Sighing happily, she let the harmless scold glide over her like salve on a wound not fully healed. The harsh voice of her "father" drew her out of the misty phase, and Kamui immediately straightened back into an impassive face. Histrionics and elaborate displays had never been the custom between the two of them.
"What do you mistake me for?! An Armed Device?! Defecting every other second doing this and that and getting its Master killed?" shirahime growled out in response to the insult to her pride. As if she'd suddenly go haywire and not listen to her Master's commands. And why, for heaven's sake, would she want to open the gate to hell? Well, if her Master wanted to, of course she would. But it wasn't as if Living Weapons ran around opening time distortions!
"Enough, shirahime. It appears the years have dulled my dearest father's memory." Kamui replied with a smirk, knowing that comment would earn more than a high pitched "DADDY!!" with a hug. The latter of the two would probably end up with her sporting the (younger) Sesshy look: red stripes on the face and a missing arm. Her hand strayed out, once again apparently reaching for nothing. Pressing down, she smoothed shirahime's proverbial ruffled feathers with a reassuring stroke.
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