He Who Watches Over The Flock
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I RAN OUT OF GOD DAMN POSTS
ON MY BACK UP BLOG
DAMMIT TUMBLR
-pout-
But of course~
The man ran a hand through his raven locks, in a somewhat hidden frustrated manner. He was still figuring out what to do. He kept trying to shake the thoughts away, in doing so only more poured in he clicked his tongue. “Tch, what a bother~ I really don’t want to think about such trivial things, he watched the humans who passed by with sharp umber eyes that seemed to glow red under the lights of the city. A dangerous looking creature he was indeed a demon amongst the crowd. Izaya looked up, catching sight of Kanon their eyes met, a twisted smirk crawled up on his lips tilting his head. He could tell the other had taken a notice of hi presence and how it was off from everyone else’s. He waited to see if the other would approach.
Kanon gave a step back when he noticed that man was now staring at him. He knew very well that look. It was the look of someone who was ready to play with its prey. He should continue his way and ignore the man. That would be the safest option. But he didn’t think it would be so easy, since the man seemed to take already an interest at him. He ended up deciding to greet and try to make this as quick as possible. “…Good evening.” He bows politely to assure he was aware that Izaya was staring at him.
The ravenette cocked his head, the smirk still on his face his umber eyes narrowed some. Just as he had thought the other would give in and come over to greet him, predictable being. Izaya pushed off the wall to shove his hands in his pockets cocking his head. ” A Good eveining indeed, a pleasure to meet you” The ravenette spoke smoothly with a hint of mischief in his tone. He analyzed the boy in amusement. “You’re certainly not from around here, what might you be doing in Ikebukuro on a night like this?~”
(Source: informationprince)
-doesn’t rp izaya for nothing?- <____>
I blame the awesome DRRR Skype chat for this. Hnnngh pudding ♥
Pudding on Shizu-chan’s nipples.
omg I remember this conversation
Mn.
I see.
well good luck hun.
AH?
but i knew you had one.
<__>?
I could tell which one was yours….?????
He Who Watches Over The Flock: [[Open Rp]]
11:00 on the dot, that was the current time, Izaya was walking around the city that never died, even at this hour it seemed as if it were only 12:00 in the afternoon, this made him happy, he could never truly get bored for too long with so much life in the area in which he was visiting, Ikebukuro….
Kanon was walking through Ikebukuro. The Ushiromiya family was in a hotel for a important conference and the servants had to come too. Since they ran out of supplies, it was his duty to go outside and buy it, no matter how late it would be. His milady even offered to go with him for help but he refused. Even if he felt a bit happy with the offering, he shaked off the feeling. He was a furniture after all. He shouldn’t feel those emotions. It was when saw a man leaning against the wall. He man was pretty different from the others. It was like he was watching every human from a higher position. Somehow he couldn’t shake off the feeling that person could be dangerous.
The man ran a hand through his raven locks, in a somewhat hidden frustrated manner. He was still figuring out what to do. He kept trying to shake the thoughts away, in doing so only more poured in he clicked his tongue. “Tch, what a bother~ I really don’t want to think about such trivial things, he watched the humans who passed by with sharp umber eyes that seemed to glow red under the lights of the city. A dangerous looking creature he was indeed a demon amongst the crowd. Izaya looked up, catching sight of Kanon their eyes met, a twisted smirk crawled up on his lips tilting his head. He could tell the other had taken a notice of hi presence and how it was off from everyone else’s. He waited to see if the other would approach.
(Source: informationprince)
