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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 450px; margin-top: -4px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt][color=#969696]Suga's presence in her life was more... definite, now that they shared a bond she supposed. Raising an invisible eyebrow upwards, she'd not answer for a few moments, shifting her body awkwardly. Briefly, she wondered if this was the end of her night activities, if she could finally rest and eat, and be... a general hybrid to society. But then she thought it would never go away, not with what she did. Concealing the last thought to herself, she'd absentmindedly shrug. "Sure. And it only took awhile too," she murmured, the last part more sarcastic then the first.
Posts by Immortalkisses G.D.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top:-10px; letter-spacing:0px][align=center][font=arial][size=12][color=black]You think you own me, but you can't control me![/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; padding:0px; height:6px; background-color:black; width:375px; margin-top:-5px; opacity:0.6][/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 450px; margin-top: -4px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt][color=#969696]The water briefly looked like blood to her, but she eventually blinked the image away. Probably a side effect from wearing herself down, she reckoned. Still, she followed suit, and gingerly dipped a paw into the water. -
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 450px; margin-top: -4px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt][color=#969696]She was completely unfazed by his sudden appearance, though she did absentmindedly wonder if she had even removed the blade from her paw. Realizing she had. she'd shrug slightly. "Whoa man, I don't like you like that." Just a tease that she sent in his direction, as if to calm him down. Cause he certainly needed it. She didn't even comment on what he said until she turned his words over in her head, and when she did, she merely blinked at him slowly, as if he had been joking. "Magic is your sh't, not mine."It was her way of saying, hey, this isn't my fault, and I have no clue what's going on either, just in a more vulgar fashion. Still regarding him with a curious gaze, she'd return her attention back to the wound, slightly scolding herself. Of course this would happen to her, she should've known better. "Also, I should've told you sooner, but I don't feel pain." Explaining would make the situation awkward, though she supposed it was clear that it was a disorder of some sort. After all, what normal person didn't feel pain?
To get her mind off of her thoughts, she'd press the wound harder with her other paw, staining the white fur black. "Does this hurt? Cause if it does, I'm afraid we have a bond, and I'm not into that."
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 450px; margin-top: -4px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt][color=#969696]"One day I'll strangle that cheerfulness out of you." Her words were murmured under her breath and put softly, though she wouldn't put it past Suga to have heard them at any rate. Blankly, she'd regard the other immortal with a simplistically guarded gaze. "Immy," the slightly accented creature rasped. "Pleasure, I'm sure." -
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 450px; margin-top: -4px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt][color=#969696]"Mine's black," she shot in Suga's direction, amused by their ironic choices and how obvious their differences were. She'd turn her attention to the child they was hosting the meet and greet, nothing but slight warmness within her amber gaze. "I'm Immy, darling." -
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 450px; margin-top: -4px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt][color=#969696]She took her time to reply, and when she did, it was all out of order. "It seems you did get over me." Her words were polite, as if she was talking to a stranger, but on the inside she was seeping red. He didn't touch her, and that was when she knew. She turned her cranium aloofly to the side, familiar amber orbs burning like flames. Self destructive flames at that."You think..." she rasped, a chuckle bubbling at her throat. "That I killed myself?" The notion was funny to her, only in the ironic sense. She had fought for so long to remain healthy and to live for those who could no longer live for themselves. Her mind would repeat the word 'Valery' a few times, before she settled it. "No, dear love of mine, I slipped, on the very slippery slope, I might add."
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 450px; margin-top: -4px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt][color=#969696]She didn't like people that whined, but it was a child. Sighing deep within her throat, the fox would slump down, so that he could climb aboard her. "I'll carry you," the creature intoned, voice more bored then anything else. "I am Immy." -
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 450px; margin-top: -4px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt][color=#969696]The daughter of Breakdance, her mind would whisper to Suga through their bond, though she didn't say what it meant. Aloofly, the fox would stand beside Suga, observant. -
She could be his mother or adopt him if you'd like
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 450px; margin-top: -4px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt][color=#969696]/retro to body changeThe bobcat would blink slowly, more amused that he was meeting her gaze then anything else. Some people didn't like the fact her eyes were mismatched or how 'odd' they were. She didn't feel the need to repeat herself, due to how utterly boring it would have been. "I don't think I deserve the title of ma'am." She definitely didn't, and if anything, it amused her more. Her voice was soft, and borderline polite and monotone. "But my name is Immortalkisses, though I go by Immy."
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 450px; margin-top: -4px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt][color=#969696]Of course she remembered Hiro, and Kisa, having raised them as best as she could during her sisters departure. Her step would falter at Suga's side, as if she was torn between her modern self and her past self. She, after all, had been different in those The Dominion (now Scarclan) times. Still, she stepped forward and attempted to lightly hug her nephew/what she considered a son. "Where the hell have you been?" were the first things she demanded to know. "Are you okay? Where are you living now? Where's Kisa?" -
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 450px; margin-top: -4px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt][color=#969696]She wasn't good at burials, if she was being honest. Death just wasn't her thing to attend, as it made things feel more permanent. Time was always of the essence, it seemed. She knew some people came back, and yet others didn't. Still, she would never bury someone, not after... Raising the drink to her lips, the hybrid would merely observe, a space apart from the other people. For what it's worth, I am sorry, she said to Suga, through their bond. -
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 450px; margin-top: -4px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt][color=#969696]"Could have fooled me," she murmured, words that held no real meaning except blankness. She was reading him like a book, and she didn't read a warm book from it. Happiness... the word felt like a joke, considering her own personality. She considered him through warm yet deceiving amber orbs, before she shrugged. "I was happy with our family, but times were changing." Change, meaning the people around them, and the clan itself. It had been changing back then too, right under their noses, and she hadn't been able to handle it. She was living in a proclan at the moment, and she wasn't even sure she could handle this. Breathing sharply through her nose, she'd consider walking away.Surely that was always an option. She didn't want to hear what he said, for she feared the answer even if she could practically read it. How many times had she been betrayed like this? Too many. "What have you done, Phantom?" she asked again, except this time it was more to the point, wasn't it?
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 450px; margin-top: -4px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt][color=#969696]It was another fox, she'd tell herself absentmindedly as she took Suga's other side. The hybrid would take the time to observe the joiner in a very absentminded and guarded way. "I'm Immy," she intoned softly after a pause, ear flickering casually as she went. "Pleasure to meet you." Though perhaps it wasn't a pleasure after all, she had yet to make that decision. -
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 450px; margin-top: -4px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt][color=#969696]She was a hybrid, though she never said of what kind. She could always, nevertheless, walk through sunlight, she just naturally preferred to lazily lurk in the shadows. An eerie habit she had made when she had been Nyx, sadly enough. Yawning softly, she too would stretch out, yet say nothing of importance. -
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 450px; margin-top: -4px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt][color=#969696]"Still have that charming sarcasm I see." She doubted he had gotten it from his actual mother, so perhaps she was to blame. She had been the best mother she could have been, at the time. Thinking of Lightstream made her sad, just like thinking about the past usually did. "I'll always worry," she deadpanned slightly, brutally honest. "I'm assuming you'll take care of her, and you'll both visit more." It wasn't a question, it was a statement, one she hoped they'd both come through on. -
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 450px; margin-top: -4px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt][color=#969696]She'd sigh softly under her breath, amber orbs questioning. She had to find out what Suga was up to- it seemed he was always up to something though. Approaching the two, she'd tilt her cranium to the side, invisible eyebrow raising slowly. "Immy, pleasure," she droned. -
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 450px; margin-top: -4px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt][color=#969696]Her approach was quiet and curious, amber gaze warm yet equally guarded. She was softer on children she felt deserved it, though this case had yet to be made. Tilting her cranium to the side, she'd breathe softly, a sigh. "Name and business?" she murmured. "I'm Immy, and this is Sunclan territory." -
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 450px; margin-top: -4px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt][color=#969696]Mocha reminded her of Rose, therefore she didn't want to approach this one. It was dangerous, to think of the past, and even worse when she tried to remember best friends. Best friends she had deleted from her mind, like they hopefully had done to her, where ever they were now. Still, the hybrid approached, amber orbs glinting slightly in thought. "I'm Immy," she murmured quietly. "Pleasure." -
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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 450px; margin-top: -4px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt][color=#969696]She didn't like his words, not at all. Her ears would flicker downwards, and she'd slightly step back. It was uncharacteristically of her to do this, but she didn't feel comfortable in that moment. It reminded her of what she had lost, and what she was still losing. "Maybe sometimes you need a taste of your own medicine," she spoke lightly, though the meaning was dark, wasn't it? Turning the paw absentmindedly down, she'd watch the black blood trickle slowly, as if it were slow paint. This discoloration was her own fault, she knew, as it masked what she truly was, and what she had done in the past (what she continued to do)."I don't tend to bother people, Suga darling." Her words were twisted and slightly sarcastic. She made her presence as unknown as she wanted it to be, which meant as scarce as possible. She didn't want to impact this place, not again, though still she stayed. What a... conundrum, she was in. He wanted to look at it? The notion was funny to her.
"I don't like medicine," she murmured sulkily now, though she knew what a half lie that was. She didn't like it, but she still kept some of the herbs around, just to remember Valery by- just to feel, sometimes. "But sure." Because if he didn't treat it, there was no way she was, or anybody else.