The New Legend of Zelda V2 - {closed}

[Choptop]

I had my bang strewn back behind my ear, dainty
frameless glasses that weren't even prescription resting on the tip of the thin bridge of my nose.
What? They suited me to an absolute T.
"Home reminds me of home." I mumbled in a small voice after a breathy, drawn-out huff.

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{Really. Small frameless glasses really do suit Ghirahim.
}

[vaska]

"I guess that makes sense.." Inga said, turning his head to face him. "I guess home is where the heart is, truly. And my hearts.." Inga blinked. Standing up, he looked at Ghirahim's book. "Whatchya readin?" He asked.


[The image doesn't show up. ouo]

[Choptop]

{Weird, it does for me. o.o It's a picture of Ghirahim as a teacher, I think.
Also, not sure what Ghirahim would be reading..Fifty Shades of Grey? MLP..?}

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"Uh..Nothing, honestly." I muttered under my breath, closing my eyes while sweeping a stray strand out of my
face in annoyance.

[vaska]

Inga read the title and looked at Ghirahim. "Fifty shades of grey?" Inga tilted his head. "Never heard of that.." He walked up to a chair and sat down. He thought for a moment, then crawled onto the floor, closing his eyes, he tried to sleep, so he remained silent.

[Hmp. Strange.. eue

xD]

[Choptop]

{Mmh..Maybe if I link you to the image in another
tab? Here}

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I nodded in response while my eyes were still glued to the page, lips parting slightly with a yawn.
"I suppose I should try and get some quality shut-eye aswell. Afterall, lack of sleep can effect your skin."
I placed the decorative bookmark into the book, pushing it against the interior of the spine before
placing the reading material on a nearby nightstand. I clicked off the lamp to my right, stretching my
arms before resting my temple upon the..not-so-soft pillow before drifting off into a Demon-Lord's dreamland.

[vaska]

[ It says 403 forbidden.. eue ]

Inga drifted to dream land. His dreams weren't always pleasant, but he felt they meant something.
It started out as Inga in a valley, playing in the grass with a purple butterfly. Being called over by, none other than Shinjurou. "Inga! Come here!" the voice shouted. "Hahahaha, Kay! On my way!" When he ran to the sound, he was then in some other place,
this would continue for a bit, then Inga would grow impatient in his dreams. And simply go back home. Only to find Shinjurou there.
He had these dreams often.
And they were less than pleasant, but when he would wake up in the morning, he completely forgets about them.

[Choptop]

{Eh, maybe because CS thought it was something bad or something, and they blocked it?
At least they're extra careful. eue}

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I woke up extra early; just tipping on the end of 6:00AM. I lifted my arms overtop my head, wriggling
my body while circulating my joints.
I got fully dressed, redoing my makeup while stroking a brush through my flawless, shimmering locks,
figuring Inga would wake up in due time.

[vaska]

Inga giggled in his sleep, curling up in a ball, he laughed once more and woke up. Inga's last dream was being tickled by a panda, a better dream. He narrowed his eyes, getting up, he grunted. "What time is it?"he mumbled.

Slowly slugging up to Ghirahim.

[Maybe...]

[Choptop]

I had my hair strewn up in diamond-shaped barrettes,
powdering my face and applying white lipstick as the finishing touches.
"Just about 7:00 in the morning. Quite early."

[Johnny Stevens]

[Wait... what happened? I just got back from Nationals, sorry!!]