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entrancelogs2006-11-30 10:03 am
[saix and ritsuka; incomplete]
Who: Saix
falltheseventh and Ritsuka
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Where: Somewhere in the hallways.
When: Morning, November 30
Rating: PG-13, just to be safe.
Summary: Saix is behaving more oddly than usual; Ritsuka approaches.
the Story:
He paces.
For the past day or so, Saix has been primarily set to attempting to scrub off the senseless graffiti with little luck; Yoyo is very fast, after all. No matter how much he's threatened the boy, Saix knows that with all honesty he probably wouldn't really physically harm him, promises with Ritsuka aside.
Even though the last thing he remembers about Ritsuka is nothing really pleasant.
Memories and thinking deeply seems to escape him now. The berserker practically moves on all fours, somehow managing to look natural in doing so. He's hunched like a beast, and the way his hair is far more wild than usual only accents the very idea. His feet and hands are bare, as opposed to usual, and he has a set of rather wicked-looking claws.
That he's obviously been using on some walls.
And so he paces, like an unsure animal, growling to himself as he tries to determine what to do.
Where: Somewhere in the hallways.
When: Morning, November 30
Rating: PG-13, just to be safe.
Summary: Saix is behaving more oddly than usual; Ritsuka approaches.
the Story:
He paces.
For the past day or so, Saix has been primarily set to attempting to scrub off the senseless graffiti with little luck; Yoyo is very fast, after all. No matter how much he's threatened the boy, Saix knows that with all honesty he probably wouldn't really physically harm him, promises with Ritsuka aside.
Even though the last thing he remembers about Ritsuka is nothing really pleasant.
Memories and thinking deeply seems to escape him now. The berserker practically moves on all fours, somehow managing to look natural in doing so. He's hunched like a beast, and the way his hair is far more wild than usual only accents the very idea. His feet and hands are bare, as opposed to usual, and he has a set of rather wicked-looking claws.
That he's obviously been using on some walls.
And so he paces, like an unsure animal, growling to himself as he tries to determine what to do.

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Shutting the door softly, Ritsuka looked to each side of his door in order to determine which direction he wanted to go next. However, he let out a startled gasp when he noticed that something was lurking in the shadows. It was on all fours, like an animal. Ritsuka reached for the handle of his door, turning it slowly so that he wouldn't be noticed by whatever that thing was at the end of the hallway.
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He turns around, yellow eyes staring at the boy from where he is.
And he grins, fangs apparent.
"Little boy," Saix growls and starts to approach.
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"This way, my way. Little boy, tell me to go away?" he muses.
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A deep, inhuman growl rumbles through him; Saix tilts his head, snarling. "Skin and bones, all alone -- worth not. Cry and hide and tell a lie, little boy."
For a moment, he seems to pace in front of Ritsuka, never letting his eyes leave him.
Seemingly satisfied, he warily turns away to stalk off into the hallway.
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