Tokyo Ghoul: "Unravel" (NOW OPEN-PLEASE JOIN)

[Kora L. Cifer]

"Uta I'm pretty sure ghouls can't get sick" she giggled. Her giggle soon faded away in to a awkward smile. "So about the mask.." She said tapping on the piece of paper. "Want to wait on it or...?" She asked tilting her head. She got out of her seat and streached.

And my brother gets arrested, Ahh whta a stressfull day ):

[Kora L. Cifer]

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[sheepish]

Touka Kirishima
As Touka woke the next day, she felt herself heave a sigh- of relief or something else she still didn't understand. Sitting up, she lightly ran her finger along her bottom lip as though she was tracing it for something. Dropping her hand as she stood, Touka found something was missing. The kit. Feeling frantic at first, she only realized that it was probably best the creature left her. She was a monster- what else could she say? Bringing herself to rid of those thoughts, her mind settled on the idea of needing a new look. Exiting out of the building by the way of a fire escape, she walked until she found a salon. Entering it as a bell rang, she gave a small smile to a small woman behind the counter. "I just... need a different look. I need to forget about something that happened and how I look doesn't help me any." Touka mumbled quietly as the woman nodded her head in understand. "Breakup's are tough now, aren't they?" ... "I suppose." With that, she was sent to a chair and in a matter of half an hour, she had her hair dyed and cut. "On the house for our heartbroken young girl here." She heard the woman say as she was digging through her pockets for some money. Eyes widening as a smile crossed her features, she bowed her head and gave her thanks as she walked out the door. Not all humans were bad. Maybe she was wrong again.


((Tokyo Ghoul RE Touka <<33))

[•marquess•]

Uta was deep in thought when she asked the question, his eyebrows furrowed slightly as he looked out the window. He was still searching his head for the words to describe his feeling. "I'm not sure what's going on, then." He murmured, his pale inked fingers sliding down and locking themselves together at his stomach. He blinked and looked up at her with his dark eyes, the orbs widening a fair amount. It took a moment for him to process what she had said. "...I'm not sure. Do you eat breakfast?" Uta asked, a mildly fascinated tone to his voice. Ghouls didn't always eat as often to avoid attention...But he saw humans eating every meal almost every day. Her stretching elicited a yawn from Uta, his arms reaching above his head again as he briefly mimicked her.

[Kora L. Cifer]

"Yes,sometimes breakfast is a important dart of growth, same with dinner, lunch is well not to important" she smiled. Mishka was about to say something more but her phone rang.he looked down to her phone, it was a text from her father.

"Mishka where are you have not been here all night! I know you snuck out you need to get your a*s home!"

Mishka looked disapointed but she didn't want to leave she was having fun with utas company. She gazed back up at him. Her cheeks turning a light Rosey pink. Mr Uta was really attracting or well she was really attracted to him, not just his personality, his talk, his movements.. She slowly looked away fiddling her thumbs for a moment. "Uta.. Let's go on a date.." She asked in a slightly small voice. She wanted to spend time out wi Uta for a bit,.. Movies maybe... Or go eat breakfast out or somthing.... Her cheeks had gotten even rosier

[•marquess•]

Uta watched her begin blush again...She did this so frequently. He had never seen anyone blush so often and so vividly around him. Eyeing her fidgeting, he slowly looked back up at her face, wondering if she was nervous over something. "...A date?" He asked blankly, as if the words held no meaning. He knew what a date was, but enjoyed the chance to tease Mishka by making her explain. "What are you talking about?" He said. "Isn't that some sort of fruit." He remarked. He leaned over the counter towards her, setting his chin on his palm. A well hidden spark of amusement was buried beneath his gaze as he curiously watched her.

[Kora L. Cifer]

Mishkas smiled softly. And avoided his gaze for a moment befor looking back at him. "A date is not a fruit Mr Uta, it is usually when two people who like eachother want to spend time out and do somthing special.. Or someone just wanting to be closer to the other individual..." She said softly. She watched him leaned against the counter and for some reason she sat up straight. She drew her finger to the table and began to move it in circles probably to kill the nervous feeling she was feeling... She was shocked deep inside. why did I ask him in a date?... she let out a tiny sigh.

[•marquess•]

Uta listened to her and nodded slowly, as if he was thinking about it hard. He held down a faint chuckle, his face turning a slightly pinker shade. That was the closest he got to laughing. He stood slowly and with the most predatory gaze he could muster, looked her over. "Hmm...It sounds fun to get closer. Maybe I'll get to know you better." Uta agreed, smiling faintly, his eyes settling back on his eyes. Uta wasn't phased by the question and was having a ball with this idea.

[Kora L. Cifer]

When Mishka noticed the faint change in color in Uta cheek she giggled. That was cute. Really cute. She didn't think she would ever see him like that.. Maybe she was imagining it.. But it was cute. "Good!" She said wih a big smile. She got up and grabbed utas hand. "Let's go out then"! She said her cheeks pink with excitement,

[•marquess•]

Uta watched her smile and raised his eyebrows, surprised and mildly pleased with her happiness. His eyes widened as her hand fixed around his and he gently held her hand back, sauntering towards the door. "Sounds fun...Where are we going?" Uta asked, looking over at her as he tried to recall whether or not he had his keys in his pocket. They were bouncing against his leg, jingling feebly in the bottom of his pocket. It was fortunate that grabbing his key was second nature to him. Uta wondered what sort of place Mishka was interested in going to.