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[Joey.]

Rebel laughed, "Nooo, love!" He said, pulling Damian closer to his side as he staggered across the street.

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Flame suppressed another eye roll, "Drop the act, girl." Flame began before adding Ich sehe rechts durch Sie." In her native tongue, her accent thickening her already icy words. This girl was testing her patience, and Flame wouldn't allow that for too long....
((WB))

[obiole]

{I don't now what to reply with ;-; I have serious wb, too. so, yah. ~

[fiddlesticks.]

M O M O .
The thoughtful.
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"Drop the act, girl." Flame growled at her. Then, she added something in foregin tounge, "Ich sehe rechts durch Sie." Momo's brow furrowed down, her mind struck with wonder. Briefly, she thought about what the words could have meant. Then, the teen suppressed a shudder. With the way each word dropped like an icicle, and knowing Flame's fiery-hot temper, she didn't think that she wanted to know what the girl had said. However, Momo's eyes narrowed slightly at the girl. "My name, is Momo." she said curtly. Even though she was relatively shy, she wasn't about to let Flame get the best of her. If she had to stand up for herself, then by all means she would.

[Joey.]

Flame gave a venomous grin when the girl replied in a curt tone, "Finally someone grows a pair, never thought someone like you would ever stand up for yourself.." She said, leaning back casually against the lamp post, becoming nothing more than a silhouette. "You people are floor mats, meant for people to walk on, to track their mud over and wipe their feet on." She said, pulling a pack from her pocket and gripped a cigarette between her red lips, she slid the pack into her pocket with one hand while taking her black lighter out with the other, biohazard symbols decorating the black exterior. She cupped a hand protectively over the cancerous stick and lit it, the heat licking up her face, illuminating her face enough for the light to dance off of her sharp features, her blue eyes reflecting the flame.

[fiddlesticks.]

M O M O .
The thoughtful.
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Momo's eyes flashed up as Flame smiled at her. However, this wasn't just a normal smile. It was thick, and venomous - one you'd see a snake give you. "Finally someone grows a pair." She said, leaning back against the lamp post. "Never thought someone like you would ever stand up for yourself.." Momo's eyes narrowed as she processed Flame's words, never daring to take her eyes off of the girl. For alas, she feared that if she did; even for just a heartbeat, she would melt away into the shadows. And she was right in front of her, for the street lamp's light no longer hit her. Flame was now a mere silhouette, her lean frame jutting out against the gloom, but blending in all the same.

"You people are floor mats, meant for people to walk on." Flame continued, looking down and reaching for something in her pocket. She pulled out a carton, and opened it, taking out a cigarette. Putting the carton back in her pocket, she reached back in and took out a lighter. The small object emitted a faint gleam as Flame ignited it, putting the cigarette to her lips and lighting it. For a flash, her face was once again shown, her sharp features dancing in the flickering light. But as quickly as it came it was gone again, and Flame was once more tossed into the darkness. "To track their mud over and wipe their feet on.."

"If that's so, then what are you?" Momo asked quietly. Her voice was not mean or harsh, it was cool and matter-of-fact. Her gaze lifted from her lap and locked with Flame's, eyes flashing in the dark abyss. "If you think that people are floor mats, then how are you any better? You are just like me. And everyone else in this world. Hate was caused by humans, and they take it out on each other. I'm just as guilty of that as you are." The last sentence of that was true. She had felt the truest of hate flow through her veins, taking over her body and warping her mind into a beast. The only difference, was that she had learned to cage and control that anger.

Perhaps Flame should learn to do the same.

[Joey.]

Flame laughed, the smoke erupting from her lips and her nostrils, "Hate? You don't know hate until your mother was driven to kill herself, until you were tortured everyday for your life, while your father did things to you you wouldn't EVER even have a nightmare about. Hate is.. Relief, it's the aloe to the sunburn." She said, her voice harsh again, though she was still giving that grin that was a little TOO wicked.. More.. Sadistic than anything.

[fiddlesticks.]

M O M O .
The thoughtful.
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Momo remained icily calm as Flame laughed at her words. It sounded mad, and smoke from her cigarette billowed from her lips. The street lamp's light illuminated it faintly as it floated upward, merging with the air and dispersing from sight. "Hate?" she coughed, her laughing and aflame with her temper. "You don't know hate until your mother was driven to kill herself, until you were tortured everyday for your life, while your father did things to you you wouldn't ever even have a nightmare about." Momo swallowed as Flame paused, as if she was thinking carefully about her next words.

"Hate is.. relief. It's the aloe to the sunburn." The teen finally concluded, her voice harsh-sounding. Momo, however, remained unflinching from the wicked grin that split her face in two. This girl had never felt the love of a parent - or anyone, for that matter. At least she had Ryuu. Without him, she would be totally alone. But Flame.. she had no one. But whether or not she allowed people in was her decision. Momo tensed slightly, debating whether or not to make her move.

After a moment, she opted for it. Momo pulled the guitar off of her, placing it against the wall gently. Pausing for a staggering breath, she walked over to Flame, expecting to be struck at any moment. The teen gently grasped one of Flame's arms and bent down, lips pressed gently against a line of scars. Leaning back up, she gazed into Flame's eyes, her own wide with brimming emotions. She didn't know why she felt so connected to her, she just.. did. She wanted to be there for her. All Flame had to do was say the word.

{ Ughhh they ship themselves so harrrd.~ ;~; }

[obiole]

{{Jojo, should we time skip or something? ~

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αgє;;16
gєndєr;;Female
Orientation;;Bisexual
Relationship Status;;Single

Maybe I know somewhere
Deep in my soul
That love never lasts.
And we've got to find
other ways
To make it alone.
Or keep a straight face.
And I've always
lived like this
Keeping at
comfortable distance.
And up until now
I've sworn to myself
That I'm content with
loneliness.
Because none of it was
ever worth the risk.

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A longsuffering sigh escaped me as restlessness set in and I found myself wanting to do something fun. Other than muttering curses in my native tongue, I had nothing of interest to do. I'd already skipped school and I wasn't really hungry so as far as places went, I didn't have anywhere to go. I'd spent the better part of my day alone and as anti-social as I happened to be, I found myself wanting to converse with someone. Someone of Russian descent would be preferable seeing as I often found myself only conversing with my mother in such a way and occasionally animals. I was brought from my musings when yet another person bumped into me. What was up with everyone today? Did they just not see the bright blue haired girl walking? Honestly, with hair like mine, how could anyone miss me?! Shaking my head I just continued walking aimlessly until I found myself in a familiar shopping plaza. Maybe eating ice cream or something would help pass the time or at least keep me busy for a while. If anything, I just wanted to put off going home for as long as possible.

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(Recap?)