Emotion

[Sijach~Shadowstorm]

"No problem," Ezvar said quietly, not really knowing what he was supossed to say. He had never talked to anyone for this long since he left home. He stood in silence, rocking back and forth on his heels. He remebered what Xione had called him earier; a jerk. He didn't want her to think about him like that any more, somehow it hurt to think she did. "Xione, am I still a jerk?" he asked quietly, looking down. He knew it was a stupid question to ask but he needed to break that silence. Most of the time he didn't care about what other people thought but to him Xione wasn't in 'other people'.

[Mayiamaru]

Setsuya smirked lightly and nodded. "Yeah, memories are memories no matter what." He said with a chuckle. "I was actually adopted like three hundred years ago and I've been adding numbers to my name to keep away suspiscion. I am now the eighteenth I think." He chuckled cheerfuly, his smile absolutely brilliant. He thought off this as just a friendly outing. He was just so tired of the people he was usually around, and he didn't feel like hanging around at home or at the office. It was one of the worst places to be when it was so beautiful outside like this, the sparce clouds above. "So tell me about yourself. I'm curious." Setsuya said, leaning his elbows on the table with his chin propped on his hands, his cup already half empty.

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Xione was just taking some time to calm down. She was caught off guard when Ezvar asked if she still thought of him as a jerk. The guy just saved her for pete's sake. How i nthe world could she think of him as a jerk? Sure, he was still a bit of a maniac, and kind of annoying, but he wasn't a complete jerk... Xione was just looked up at Ezvar, her eyes bright and a little surprised for a while. Finally, she said, "If I still thought you were a jerk, then do you really think I would have thanked you?" She asked, now smirking and laughing lightly at Ezvar. She was feeling better now, so she reached up, took Ezvar's hat and ruffled his hair, now looking happy. Khana had picked up Xione's daggers and just sat on the table while she waited.

[Sijach~Shadowstorm]

Ezvar gave a little smile, he guess she was right. He quickly shook his hair but it only resulted in a big mess. He sighed, it would never stay in place. He looked over his shoulder, everyone seemed to have gone back to their bisnuess; a wise decision for him. He was glade Xione wasn't mad at him anymore. "So... anywhere you want to go?" he asked, he didn't like being around so many people, he was more used to them being afraid of him or shouting at him.

[Mayiamaru]

Xione shrugged just a bit. "I got my fill of food, so I don't know. I usually just walk around, waiting for something to happen." She said, walking to Khana and taking the daggers from her and fixing them back into place in her hair. Khana then too her rightful spot along Xione's shoulders. "I'm feeling a little mischivous... I guess I ought to see you later, Ezvar. Come back here tomorrow. I'll always here in the morning before opening and during the night, so feel free to visit. See ya!" Xione said quickly, planning on getting back at Josh and his evil friends as she headed towards the door.

[Sijach~Shadowstorm]

Ezvar waved as she went but he stood there for another moment wondering what to do. He shrugged and started walking back near the store he had started the day in. He kept his hood up high, not wanting to get into trouble. He kicked stones in front of him, confused as to what had happened this morning, what had he gotten himself into? He shook his head, he wasn't going to back out now. He stopped for a moment, something was missing. It suddenly hit him "Damn she took my hat." he muttered, now he defenatly had to meet with her tomorrow.

[snowshoe.]

.:Haikajin:.

Full Name:
Arja Kyperi Fell
Emotions:
Love and Happiness.
Markings:
A pair of ash gray wings etched onto the skin of his back.
Stage:
Half.
Element:
--
Partner:
None at the moment.
Soul Creature:
Tora, a female mutt.
Chronological Age:
He is still very young, only around seventy years old.
Physical Age:
Sixteen
Gender:
Male
Orientation:
Pansexual
Personality:
As one would predict from Arja's two main emotions, he acts friendly and bubbly to everyone he meets. He really can't help it, and he simply doesn't see what's technically 'wrong' with hopping into the arms of every single stranger he comes across. He loves making others happy, which he seems to do a lot, and loves the attention. But he doesn't act kindly to get noticed, it's really just instinct. And he's sure that even if he didn't have those emotions embedded into his brain, he'd be exactly the same. He just can't understand why people hurt one and other. He's painfully innocent in that way. Having only ever known love and joy, he remains oblivious to the true nature of those around him. If he ever gets his feelings hurt, which is rare, it's impossible for him to stay angry for a long time. He's never held a even grudge for more than an hour.

Some people try to take advantage of this, but it takes a coal black heart to really use him. He's just so quick to trust others, and so sincere about it, it's very hard to not feel a pang of guilt if you take advantage of his emotions. Unfortunately, it has happened to him a few times, but he remains as happy as ever.
Weapons:
Arja has no weapons, he's pretty much a pacifist.
Other:
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[Mayiamaru]

(This looks great, Tearless but right now, we're full [although some people haven't been posting...] I'll send out activity PMs to the inactive RPers. If there is an appening, you're accepted ^_^)

[snowshoe.]

((Hehe, thank you very much. I will add history in sometime soon; I've been fretting over it all day, and I just got an idea two seconds ago. >.<'))

[Mayiamaru]

(Alright ^_^ PMs sent.)

[SilverDoe]

((Recap please? Sorry for inactivity, I haven't had much time for CS lately... exams next week, so after that I should be back on as frequently as I used to be.))