ALL ALONE IN THIS FAKE REALITY — PRIVATE W/ EVERGREEN

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    [hr][b]AND I AM DONE WITH MY GRACELESS HEART

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    KUROH YATOGAMI IPSUM

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    [align=center][font=century gothic][b][font=georgia]SO TONIGHT I'M GOING TO CUT IT OUT AND THEN RESTART
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    He was angry, and just about ready to make his move against JUNGLE. Of course, he wasn't foolish enough to go charging headfirst into their territory. He again had to wait for his King to make the move. Waiting was honestly an ever so tedious task. Kuroh couldn't say he was the most patient man, but he blamed Neko for that. She was always driving him crazy when left to her own devices. Not to mention that just yesterday she'd attempted to utilize her silver aura (which granted the user to manipulate gravity; a perk of being a silver clansman), however did it in the riskiest way possible. Similar to a beginner signing up for an expert's course, she took her first attempt of doing so at the top of the highest tree in the territory. Did she really have to choose the most dangerous place to do so? She could've died, had other clanmates not have come to the scene. On the other hand, there were the snarky condescendents that would've likely gotten a laugh out of her failed attempt. How disgusting, how... bothersome.


    An irritated sigh escaped the male's lips, as he leaned back against the wall in his cabin. Not to mention that his 'brother', Mishakuji Yukari had paid Kuroh a 'friendly visit'. His claws dug into the ground at the thought of it. He angered the hell out of him. Waltzing in, acting as though he owned the world... oh, how he wished that he wasn't weaker than Yukari. Grabbing his Kotowari, he went outside. His Kotowari was a black katana that had been passed down to him from his late master Ichigen Miwa, a former Colorless King. As he stepped out into the open, the cold gnawed at his skin. Rather bleak, but not frigid enough to cause him to shiver. Grasping his sword in his maw, he stepped out into a suitable piece of land to practice his sword on. There were a few various trees not far from his cabin, which he used to train. After all, he hadn't had much to do until JUNGLE became active; it was somewhat boring doing nothing. Grasping the weapon, he slashed at the bark of the tree in several quick, fluid movements that dug into the tree with ease. He merely narrowed his eyes at the sight. Not strong enough.


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    [color=transparent] #yatogamikuroh #blackdog #silverclan DIALOGUE IN #000000

    " THEY WON'T EVER FIND ME HERE "


    [align=left][size=10][color=pink]the girl had been stalking forward when she heard the clang of a sword in the distance. she would know, she had her own. it was a thin, long sword, silver in color. it had served her well in her time as a magical girl, and even before that. she had had this when she first joined blizzardclan a little over two years ago. the alabaster female continued on, curious as to who was using her weapon of choice, or some variation of it.


    ah, so it was kuroh. might as well challenge him to a quick spar, get all that anger out. "kuroh, spar with me?" came her irish voice as she revealed herself to the male.

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    [hr]AND I AM DONE WITH MY GRACELESS HEART

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    KUROH YATOGAMI IPSUM

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    [align=center][font=century gothic][b][font=georgia]SO TONIGHT I'M GOING TO CUT IT OUT AND THEN RESTART
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