IT'S ALWAYS DARKEST BEFORE THE DAWN — PRIVATE W/ DIMITRI

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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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    With Yukari's confrontation, Kuroh had a lot to think about. Though, as he stared at the Kotowari, it brought back memories from years ago. He remembered even going through the process of obtaining the sword-- it had taken him so many tries, so many frustratingly passionate attempts before he was able to lay a claw on it. It had taken him far too long to realize that the enemy was merely himself, and that every attack that he aimed backfired... he could think on and on about his past, and not a single thing would change. He heaved a sigh.


    The canine aimed a glance around the cabin. It definitely... was messy. Being the—as his King proclaimed—'housewife' of the Silver Clan, he saw that it was his responsibility to clean up after the two irresponsible individuals that resided with him. Shiro did not mind letting the entire house become unorganized, and Neko payed no mind to it, either. He let out another sigh, this time more irritated than deep in thought, stretching out his limbs. He ought to do something, anyway. His blue gaze briefly slid towards the window, then back towards the cabin's interior and its messy contests. How troublesome.


    [b]&& hnngh lowish muse + thread takes place after yukari's visit


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

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 430px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; color: beige;] Humming, Dimitri wander through the halls with full intention on knowing where to go or rather knowing who to visit today. The other day had really been spectacularly which brought him in a very good mod today. Having the honor to witness two swordsmen having a such lovely battle was out of beautiful. Not had Dimitri in a million of years knowing that joining this clan would give him so much joy in return. What an absolute lovely decision he had made, maybe even one of the best ones this far. Blizzardclan had really been the right choise to come straight in the middle of something that was on going between the clans of colors. This far it was not much he know about it but surely did he looked forward to gather information and than to the very end see what of an magnificent end show this would all come to. An other hum come from him, this time getting louder and put up a sly smirk that was out for reach for anyone to see. This was so exciting that he almost could vomit of delight! Mentally he let out a laugh, his twisted mind being extremely entertained right now. This was as far away from being bored as he could possible come, being close to what the Shinigami Organization had offered to him so freely.


    Stoping outside the door to the person the former shinigami had come to visit the hum stopt as well. For a moment he just stood out there, collecting everything that his orbs had witness for just some few days ago. A battle between the dark canine and that exiler. Maybe, perhaps it was a chance to see that again even helping thier next encounter out?. Ah, he would do anything to see the two of them battle to the death even going so far as joining JUNGLE. But that was a secret that was keept hiden, at least for the moment. Taking up his paw up to his red striped tophat the Paladin Trainee slamed up the door to the silver clansman and called out brightly. [b]"Kuro-kuuuun " His sparkling mismatched orbs landed on the silver clansman which come to his suprise was...cleaning?. Oh, my,my what an lovely sight hmh?.


    Letting out a 'heh' Dimitri through an amused look leaned his head forward while the lips parted to an delightful smirk. "Oi what are ya doing Kuro-kun? Cleaning up before ya girlfriend comes over? " Well that would be something if that now was the case here.
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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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    That was when he heard a rather mischievously familiar tone reach his ears, calling out his name with a Japanese honorific (a fairly rare thing to hear when a majority of the clan was not Japanese). Turning to locate the caller's source, he was not at all surprised to see Dimitri Hellfire, the male he'd first met at the meet and greet who he was not at all fond of when he came. An annoyed expression etched itself upon his face as the uninvited kitsune entered, helping himself to his cabin in disarray. His next remark only further frustrated him, as his eyebrows knotted to show this. [b]"'Girlfriend'? Try clansmen," he'd reply sharply, proceeding to tend to the dishes left, likely by Neko, upon the coffee table. 'Girlfriend'-- hmmph, as though he'd ever take interest in romance. What a foolish thought.


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