Do I Know You? V.4 (Dark Series) *Accepting*

[HajiBaby]

(lmao!)


Haji finished his shower for the day. He stepped out, grabbing his towel off the shelf next to him, and dried off. Nothing was amiss, or at least he believed so. The brute tied his towel around his hips and went to the sink to brush his teeth and all. A quick glance in the mirror reflected a blue figure with red hair. Hn. Thats nice. Someone though it was Halloween... Wait. BLUE?!

Haji slammed the medicine cabinet closed and stared, horrified, at his image in the polished metal.

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Roxy silently stayed in bed, biting her lip with anticipation. She had learned how to do this trick several years ago and it was hysterical to see.

[HajiBaby]

Haji's jaw ticked, positively irate. He kept telling himself to keep quiet, least he wake the kids, but he found he didn't care.

"ROXY!!" the Chevalier bellowed, wrenching the bathroom door open. He heard a surprised yelp from Antonio, who was camped out on the couch, as he was jolted from his sleep.

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Roxy blinked, looking up as she heard Haji's loud booming voice echo in the house. Uh oh, he was really angry. Hm. Perhaps the best plan of action would be to hide out for awhile. Yup. The coward's way out was best until he had calmed down a bit.

Roxy quickly hopped out of bed and opened the window in their room, quickly trying to scramble out of it before Haji came looking for her.


Antonio yipped, falling off the couch and landing on the ground with a 'thud' as his sensitive ears rang. He winced and looked up, seeing what had gotten Haji so peeved. At what he saw the Werewolf had to clap his hands over his mouth, furiously trying to keep from breaking out in a hysterical fit of laughter.

[HajiBaby]

"You. Are. DEAD!." Haji continued to roar, stalking out of the bathroom. He hissed in Antonios direction, knowing the werewolf probably had something to do with the vampires little scheme and he would pummel him into the ground for it. But, right now, Haji's main target was the vampire he had somehow come to care for. Oh, love was such a tricky thing.

The irritated Chevalier headed for the stairs.

Bright blue and flaming red were not a good combination on him.

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Roxy could continue to hear Haji's raging fit, wriggling her way out of the opening. She looked around slipping off to the side where the roof slanted downwards. She carefully maneuvered up the slanted surface, hoping to not be caught now. Hm.. Ideas always sounded better in her head for some reason..

[HajiBaby]

Practically kicking the door open, Haji found the bed room empty. He hned, blue yes narrowed dangerously. She was gonna get it as soon as he found her...


The chevalier looked over, seeing the full length mirror in the corner of the room and promptly went over an shattered the thing. He didn't want to see any of the damage Roxy had inflicted upon his person. Just the thought of knowing he was sapphire blue and red made his blood boil.

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Roxy could hear the loud sound of shattered glass coming from their room, flinching. Oooh she had really mad Haji mad. Well, that sucked cause now she couldn't see what he looked like unless she was anticipating what was going to be her punishment for what she had done to him. Though after having given birth to triplets without meds she felt pretty invincible, nothing was worse than that.

[HajiBaby]

Haji fumed a bit more, and went to shut the window. Hn. If she was out there, then she could stay out there. He locked the window and did the same with the door. He wasn't coming out. Not until this... whatever it was, was washed out.

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Roxy blinked, hearing the sound of the window closing, being followed by a 'click.' Did he just.. lock her out? Aw dang. She didn't want to be stuck up on the roof until the blue and red dyes washed out! It would take like.. three days! So not fair!

Roxy quickly scrambled around, trying to find some way to get down. She bit her lip but her eyes feel on the brick chimney top. "Haha!" she grinned, planning on doing things Santa Clause style.