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Post by Sakura Sake on Jan 19, 2007 0:31:25 GMT -5
Masafumi stood up and walked to the door, opening it and starring at Tony. "She's not here," he said. "She went to have gingerbread as she looked for her sanity." Of course he was being sarcastic, but he didn't want to say anything bad with Mila there. For a moment, he stood there, but returned to the chair. He left the door open for Tony if he decided to come in anyway.
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Post by The Black Rose on Jan 19, 2007 0:42:37 GMT -5
Tony only stepped a little farther past the doorframe, ignoring Mila who was obviously trying her best not to cower away from him. He had on a green jacket and black gloves. Yes, gloves. On two hands. "She stole my sweater," his gaze traveled to the green sweater on the floor, but he made no move to pick it up. "And Timbaku is coming. Her parents want her in India, they found out about..." He didn't have to say more, nor did he want to in front of Mila. It was better if the girl didn't know. "He wants her ready to leave by tomorrow, apparently. Mila, too. And..." Tony swallowed, not sure if he should tell Masafumi this before Flyte. But he'd probably get to her before he did. "I'm not supposed to know this, but my father is planning on...well, raven soup. A certain raven."
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Post by Sakura Sake on Jan 19, 2007 0:54:14 GMT -5
Masafumi shifted his eyes to the second arm, but shot back up to the man's face. "She's not leaving..." he whispered. "And no one's killing Falone." He felt odd calling Falone by his name, but he felt better about it now. He didn't mind Flyte's feathered friends anymore. "I don't think Mila's going anywhere either..." He started strocking the bird again.
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Post by The Black Rose on Jan 19, 2007 1:03:10 GMT -5
Antoine eyed Mila for a second. "Well, tell that to Timbaku if you want, he won't listen. He does what he is told to do, and carries it out. But, when he tells Flyte, she's going to be leaving tomorrow." He narrowed his eyes slightly. "She wouldn't dare go against our father even if God told her to. So if I were you, I'd say good bye."
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Post by Sakura Sake on Jan 19, 2007 1:07:28 GMT -5
Masafumi stood back up and walked over to Tony. He eyed up at him, annoyed. "Your father can burn in hell," he shot. "If that's all you came here to say, then you can burn, too. You aren't helping. I have enough shit going for me being back and I can't even really help Flyte. And I care about her. It's hard to tell if you give a rat's ass." He was trying to be as quiet as he could, but he already figured Mila could hear him anyway. "You and your father are both annoying bastards."
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Post by The Black Rose on Jan 19, 2007 1:15:23 GMT -5
Mila was standing still and watching the two males with wide eyes. She really had no knowledge of swear words, but she could tell Masafumi was angry. "I could care less, but then again I could care a whole lot more too. So what if I'm an annoying bastard? Flyte's an annoying bitch and I don't see you complaining about her." He was obviously in his 'sick-of-Flyte' mood, but he kept his voice calm. He couldn't care less if Mila heard him or not.
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Post by Sakura Sake on Jan 19, 2007 1:18:05 GMT -5
Masafumi brought himself to his full hight. Though shorter then Tony, he felt much larger. "Get the hell out of my house," he ordered. "And leave Flyte alone, too. Better yet, leave Oceanic. We don't want you here and you don't seem to want to be here either."
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Post by The Black Rose on Jan 19, 2007 1:24:06 GMT -5
"I can leave Flyte alone. But that doesn't her parents will." Antoine shot back. "I'd get your ass over to her and say farewell because I'm betting the next time you'll see her is in a casket." He turned and walked out of the house. His father wouldn't kill Flyte, he knew that, but he also knew a good beating was waiting for her. It always was. The conscious in his mind let some guilt escape. He had promised Aimee he'd protect his sister, but he was just sick of her getting into trouble all the time. Atleast she didn't when she was with her parents. He'd be back in the army anyway and working with his new arm; too busy to bother with his over-dramatic family.
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Post by Sakura Sake on Jan 19, 2007 1:27:03 GMT -5
Masafumi turned and took a few steps into the house. Then he slammed the door in rage. Trying to calm himself down, he walked into the kitchen and found a piece of bread. He set the bird on the table and crumbled up small pieces of the bread at a time for the winged creature. He was breathing hard. Flyte wasn't going to leave. He'd kill her father before that. She'd have to leave him because she wanted to, not because her God forsaken father made her.
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Post by The Black Rose on Jan 19, 2007 1:34:34 GMT -5
Mila jumped when he slammed the door, but she followed him into the kitchen. "What's going happening to Georgia?" She asked Masafumi quietly, uncertainly. She wasn't sure why he was angry. She wouldn't mind going back to India, she was familiar with things there and she missed her brothers.
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Post by Sakura Sake on Jan 19, 2007 14:41:22 GMT -5
Masafumi sat quietly for a few moments, just crumbling up the bread. He soon turned to Mila, though. "Nothing is," he told the girl. "I said I would protect her. I can't protect her in India, so she's staying here. Her father has no power anymore. She's a free spirit just like the crow, Falone, and this little guy." He strocked the bird's back.
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Post by The Black Rose on Jan 19, 2007 15:00:18 GMT -5
"Greg power likes." Mila nodded. "Greg lots of power has. He don't like Georgia because The Black Rose she is." Surprisingly, the girl knew quite a lot of Flyte's past. She had been telling Anriari stories while Mila was there, but neither of them thought she'd remember them, or was even fully listening. But she had been. "Greg powers over Pierre, too. Greg made Pierre drown Georgia and she likes not water now."
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Post by Sakura Sake on Jan 19, 2007 15:05:19 GMT -5
Masafumi's eyes narrowed. It wasn't Tony's idea to try to kill Flyte. It's what his father had instilled in his mind. "Flyte isn't evil," he said, his voice stern and annoyed. "She's a perfect rose, Mila. Not blackend by hate or magic." Slowly, he stood up and crumbled the rest of the bread onto the table. "Sin! Can I trust you to watch this bird while I go take care of something?" He wasn't sure if the cat understood, but he had to break a few bones to get some things through someone's head.
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Post by The Black Rose on Jan 19, 2007 21:06:51 GMT -5
"Kitties eat birdies." Mila said doubtfully, watching the cat rub against Masafumi's ankles innocently. The blue bird chirped again and fluffed out her chest feathers indignantly, as if she understood Masi and was telling him she didn't need to be taken care of. The girl paused before saying more. "I know Georgia evil not is. But blackened by hate she is, not her hate, but everyone else's hate. Annie said me that."
((Let me translate that sentence for you xDD: "I know Georgia is not evil. But she is blackened by hate, not her own hate, but everyone one else's hate. Annie told me that." ))
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Post by Sakura Sake on Jan 20, 2007 17:37:59 GMT -5
OOC: I understood it fine XD
BIC: Masafumi sighed and lifted Sin up. "My kitty better not eat birdies or I'll let Falone eat him," he said, wagging his finger at the cat. He highly doubted that the cat cared. He didn't want the bird on the table, so he set him on the ground. He went into one of the cabenits and pulled out three bowls. He filled one with water, another with some cat food, and the last with more bread crumbs. He wasn't sure when Sin might have been fed last, and he knew birds ate rather often. "But people shouldn't hate her, Mila. Anyway, when we get where we're going, you need to go see Caroline. I believe that's her name; Flyte's mom? I have to chat with her father." For a few moments, he dissapeared into his room and came out slipping a silver object into his jacket.
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Post by The Black Rose on Jan 20, 2007 17:43:36 GMT -5
Sinistre blinked innocently at Masafumi, then happily walked over, curling his tail, and began eating, ignoring the bird. It hesitated for a few seconds before walking over and starting to peck at the crumbs. Mila walked over to Masi when he came from his room. "Caroline Georgia's mother is." She nodded. "Why you talk to Greg?"
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Post by Sakura Sake on Jan 20, 2007 17:48:27 GMT -5
Masafumi smiled. "I'm glad I remembered her name. I would have felt guilty," he told her, holding his smile. Maybe she wouldn't be able to tell that it was fake. "And he just needs to learn about some things that happened in the past. He needs to get them through his thick skull because there's going to be a test on it." He had to say something. Relating it to teaching or something might have done wonders, but he couldn't remember how good the education system was in India. He'd have to look more up on it once he got home and took the longest shower of his life.
Soon, Masafumi was walking to the door. He opened it for Mila and continued out after he locked the door behind him. He went straight to the car and opened the passenger side seat, yet again, for Mila.
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Post by The Black Rose on Jan 20, 2007 18:01:50 GMT -5
((Too bad Mila never went to school xD Even if she could, she's only six and wouldn't have gone yet))
"What test is?" Mila asked, following Masafumi obediantly and hopping into the side seat. She didn't really want to leave, she wanted to finish looking at the foreign house. But as long as she wasn't out in the cold, she didn't mind all that much. She knew that she had to listen to her elders, even if they really weren't that old.
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Post by Sakura Sake on Jan 20, 2007 18:09:09 GMT -5
Masafumi sighed. He should have figured that. "It's just to see what he knows," he said as he closed the door and went to the driver's seat. "I need to see how smart he is." For a moment, he sat there, not knowing if he was doing anything right. He just wanted this over.
Soon the key was in the ignition and they were off. Luckily he remembered the way. Nearly an hour later, they were at Flyte's house. He got out right away and let Mila out. "Go to Caroline," he reminded her. "And if Greg is in there, ask Caroline to make him come out to talk to me."
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Post by The Black Rose on Jan 20, 2007 18:20:43 GMT -5
Mila nodded and hopped out of the car, jumping as the dogs started furiously barking. The cage at the end was empty. This distracted her, and confusion spread across her face as she stepped towards the cages. "Where Seba?" She asked, but looked away again as the door opened. And who else stepped out but Flyte's mother. "Caroline!" Mila chirped happily, rushing forward. The woman looked confused for a second, putting her hand on the girl's head as she hugged her legs. She glanced at Masafumi, not recognizing him. "Bonjour Mila. Why are you here?" Her heavily accented voice said quietly. "Mase-A-fumi needs to talk to Greg." Mila fortunely mispronounced his name.
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Post by Sakura Sake on Jan 20, 2007 18:28:41 GMT -5
Masafumi smiled at her pronounciation. It was better then Diata's nickname; Choco. She should have called him "Fruit Cake," he teased silently. He walked over to the dogs and slipped his hand through the chain-link. "You'll be out of there soon enough, guys," he whispered to them. He knew Flyte would much rather have the dogs at the condo where they have a fenced yard to play in. It wasn't too big, but it was better then sitting in a cage, but Masafumi figured that nearly anything would be.
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Post by The Black Rose on Jan 20, 2007 18:38:45 GMT -5
"No, I wouldn't-" Caroline began, but stopped when Dimitre licked Masi's hand. She sighed and turned back to the house. "Greg! Someone is here to see you!" She called, then looked back at Mila. "I have to go." She said, detaching herself from the girl with an apologetic smile, then walked over to her car and got in. She was out of the driveway in a second, and her place in the doorway was replaced by a man. Mila skittered out of the way and even Dimitre and Sharda backed into the shadows as he leaned against the doorframe and eyed Masafumi. "I don't like people touching my dogs." He said grimly. "Unless you want your hand bitten off."
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Post by Sakura Sake on Jan 20, 2007 18:57:35 GMT -5
Masafumi stood up. "Your dogs seem to like me," he said, smile across his face. "We need to talk, if that's okay?" He wasn't planning on taking no as an answer, but he'd have to find a way to get him to go. Right now, force was his only plot. He was strong enough.
OOC: Crappy.
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Post by The Black Rose on Jan 20, 2007 19:03:07 GMT -5
Greg glanced at Mila with narrowed eyes, and the girl shrank away at his gaze. "I don't know who you are, or what you-" He stopped as he suddenly recognized Masafumi. He stepped forward, clenching his fists. "You're that witch's friend." He spat angrily.
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Post by Sakura Sake on Jan 20, 2007 19:14:42 GMT -5
Masafumi's smile widened. "I'll give you one better," he said. "I'm your daughter's boyfriend." He was proud of it after all. Nor was he afraid of telling her father. Of course he didn't plan on telling him how old he was, but still. It wasn't too bad, really. Two more years and they wouldn't have any problems. Actually, it was more like one year now.
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Post by The Black Rose on Jan 20, 2007 19:26:01 GMT -5
Greg just clenched his hands harder, then, surprisingly, laughed. "Either you're lying or telling the truth. But if it's the truth, I'd watch your back. She has a tendancy to kill the things she touches." "Liar!" Mila shouted. "Georgia nice is! She helps!" Flyte's father turned to her and frowned. "You know first hand the damage she did to your sister. I wouldn't be talking." "Georgia loved Annie! She no damage her!" The girl replied hotly. Greg knelt down so he was at her level, looking her in the eye. "Demons. Don't. Love." He spat the words out as if they were fire.
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Post by Sakura Sake on Jan 20, 2007 19:32:17 GMT -5
Masafumi pulled the silver object from his pocket; a gun. "You're right," he started. "They don't love. They die. Sadly you're the only demon here. Do you think you'll be missed? Come with me, we seriously need to talk."
OOC: Nother crappy one. Fear me XD
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Post by The Black Rose on Jan 20, 2007 19:41:26 GMT -5
Greg narrowed his eyes even more and stood up again, crossing his arms as he faced Masafumi. Mila's eyes were wide as she backed away from him. "Talk about what? Our talking is done. If this is about Flyte, then you can go burn in Hell with her. If it's about anything else, you can still go burn in Hell." His confidence didn't fade, though there was slight uncertainty in his eyes. He didn't like guns, though he was positive the boy wouldn't shoot.
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Post by Sakura Sake on Jan 20, 2007 19:44:13 GMT -5
Masafumi soon had a smirk across his face. His hand tightened around the gun, finger prepared to shoot. "Let's not waste any time," he said. "It's about your entire family. Not just Flyte. You'll be damn lucky if you get to see them again after this." He couldn't help it. Sure this would be his second murder, but the first was never found out. It was fine for now.
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Post by The Black Rose on Jan 20, 2007 19:52:46 GMT -5
"Really?" Greg said, unconvinced. Mila wasn't backing away any more, but her eyes were slowly getting wider. "If you kill me you can bet you'll have a load of people after you."
((Uh....yeah....crap post))
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