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Oh wow! I've been saying for ages that I've wanted to put Artime into Hiem's Mansion. Look at him now! He's packed up his bags and he's actually joining his sibling inside the walls. If only she wanted him around.Anyways, let's do this shit!
Artime's Bio
Basic Information Name: Artime Evgeni Kiromo
Age: 20 years old
Gender: Male
Myers Briggs: INTJ
*Introvert(61%) iNtuitive(38%) iNtuitive Thinking(38%) Judging(56%)*
Sexuality: See what happens if you try to flirt with him. I dare you. Let's see how fast you'll get turned down.
Birthday : 10th May 1992
Zodiac: Taurus
Height : 6,4
Weight: 193 pounds
Nationality: Russian (www.youtube.com/watch?v=hTEHcF...
Family: Artime's family consisted of a mother and father, a twin sibling (Razori) and 4 half siblings, Viktor, Alexei, Aglaii and Naida. Unlike Razori, Artime was never truly acknowledged by his father. Thus this led to him gaining a lower post than his sister. He never directly complained about this, seeing it more as an opportunity to control a small part of his life. This also led to him having a stronger relationship with his mother than his father. Although he was prohibited from seeing her, Artime would take whatever chance he came across to go and visit her. Due to this Artime knows more about his family than his father told him. He knows secrets about Razori that not even she knows herself. Artime truly respected his family, thus tried to look out for his twin sibling, even though this had dire consequences.
Natural Species Artime is a Weissen, being part of a clan of timid creatures who lived in the Russian mountains. Each Weissen has white/silver hair, pale skin and blue in order to camouflage them within the mist and keep themselves from being seen by other species (aka, more dangerous predators). Being a peaceful clan, the Weissen’s lives are calm, only leaving the home of their mountain peak in times of war, sorrow or if they are called upon to help allying species. To keep this peace maintained, the rules of society (in the village) are incredibly strict, most children being brought up in households where punishment is constant in their routine, in order to install discipline and adherence to the older generation. In the village, each person is given a specific job, relating to their title and status, during each stage of their lives having their choices made for them by the leader of the village (such as who they marry, where they are to live). The village works as a unit to keep itself stable.
With religion, the Weissens believe in many Gods and Goddesses, each relating to different parts of nature/ the natural world. They believe that the entire collection create harmony in their world, the signs of them falling apart being shown through changes in the weather (e.g. Storms showing that the Gods are fighting, Sunny days showing that they are at peace). Festivals are quite frequent in the Weissen culture, celebrating these Gods, as well as special times in the Weissens lives (such as 15 when they are officially seen as adults or specific festivals in order to get to know their selected mates)
Diet wise, the Weissen’s normally eat whatever they can find on their mountain, that being meat, fruit/ vegetables or anything, the usual drink being water. They only receive alternative food or drink when a high ranking Weissen has returned to the mountain or if they have been ordered to leave their home to aid other species (however this rarely happens), thus only very high ranking Weissens/ the leaders family are able to try other sorts of foods.
When selecting clothing for Weissens, most of them wear a lot of fabric, attempting to dress as warm as possible as they are used to the cold weather( the wind, the rain, the snow, the mist), thus it is normally to see them walking around in furs, the females wearing thick dresses, while the males wear large coats. Being modest in their appearance, most Weissens will try not to show any skin, thus attempting to look attractive through the patterns of their clothing. The common man/woman will only wear white, using it to camouflage themselves and also to show that they are part of the clan. The only people who are able to wear anything different is the leader, wearing purple in order to distinguish who they are and their status in the village. The leader’s family are allowed to wear purple, but only appear to wear it during festivals, wearing white during other periods of time.
Implanted Species Due to specific activity in Artime's past, he is no longer a full Weissen. Like his sibling he has a blood demon implanted inside him. This has caused his blood to crystallize whenever it is in contact with air. Thus we have blood crystals. However, unlike Razori, Artime has greater control over his demon. He has learned to accept it and works with it to strengthen his abilities. Although he knows that this may have drastic effects on his health in the future, it is a risk he is willing to take.
During his time in "The Organization", Artime was able to hone in his abilities, but only uses them when he truly needs to. He is not a man of violence, and tends to try and avoid it when possible. The use of his blood allows him to create traps and weaponry. But he avoids creating blood bombs, finding them to be crude and a waste of blood.
With every strength comes a cost. Artime knows already that his body is too badly infused with the demon. It is slowly eating away at his strength. Artime possesses more strength than his sister, but this does not mean that it will last. The demon will make him weaker and weaker as he gets older. With the lack of ability to control the demons powers, they will go haywire, hardening the blood inside of him, at first causing problems like circulatory blockages, until causing organ failure due to entire crystallization of circulation. Artime does not seem to be afraid of this happening, in fact he seems to already accept this a fact and take it in his stride.
If his early demise does become inevitable, it will be during his mid 40's or 50's.
Likes and Dislikes Likes Favorite Food: Shashlik en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Sha... Favorite Drink:Medovukha (Alcoholic) Favorite Books: Historic novels Favorite Colors: Grey and Brown Favorite Weather: Rainy days Favorite Activities: Exploring, Reading, Sewing, Training, Playing the harp, Stargazing and Walks Favorite Music: Classical music Dislikes Worst Food: Pelmeni Worst Drink: Black tea Worst Books: Sci fi, fantasy Worst Colors: Orange and White Worst Weather: Hot and Humid days Worst Activities: Cooking, Lazing about doing nothing, Conversation, Things without a purpose Worst Music: Rock and Rap Nicknames:: The boy who knew too much, 50 year old boy Strengths Quick thinking: Artime has a brain and most certainly knows how to use it. Taking time in a fight to think through a strategy, or to know when to walk away can be a great strength. Artime uses this to fullest and only displays his abilities when he truly needs to. He is a strategist and tends to keep his plans to himself, hoping that they will aid him in the future. Artime prefers short distanced attacks, rather then going from long distanced. Being quite talented with his physical attacks and use of blood weaponry, this can make him quite a threat. Calm and Understanding: Being quite the quite type, Artime is quite mature of his age. Hardened by experienced and the world's hand, he has learned that people need to be understood in order to reach their full potential. He is a kind man and tries to refrain from verbal blows. It is only when he has to does he actually strike out or lose his temper. His Marking: U/N Weaknesses Lack of agility and speed: Although his physical attacks are quite strong, when he is trying to dodge things, this can be quite difficult. Due to his large build, it makes him much slower and thus a target for people to hit. Lack of defenses: As Artime mostly focuses upon his offensive attacks, this can leave him wide open to alternative blows. There is nothing to protect him, aside from his own physicality. Thus if you hit him in the right spot? He might be out for the count. His own emotions//guilt: Artime can feel a great deal of empathy for others around him. Thus if people distract him with their words, he will usually stop the conflict and try to help them instead. This has been his achille's heel numerous times, especially with his sister. He feels pity for her, yet when he tried to help her, she spat it back in his face. He gave her freedom and she abused it. Artime wishes to put this right, yet cannot without feeling guilt. The Heat: Due to being a Weissen, this means that he is used to a colder climate, thus when he is in a hotter environment, it becomes a struggle from him. The heat wears on him physically. Normally it causes him to become quite faint, struggling to keep himself upright or thinking straight. Thus he cannot fight during times of heat. Early Demise: Please see above to know how this is a weakness Personal Saying : "Ah, trust me. It's not as bad as you think. Things will get better." Background/Past Being a Weissen child this meant that Artime was brought up in a strict life style. He was disciplined and expected to follow the rules of his family, especially since he was part of the leaders household. However what Artime did was the opposite. He did not do anything malicious or destroy anything, but he would sneak out from his home to explore, or he would go to see his mother. Little things that would just satisfy his cravings. Of course he was regular disciplined for this, but this did not turn the young boy away from doing what he wanted to do. After this Artime's life is relatively unknown. From Razori she has stated that he disappeared after he was sent away on a few missions from the village. All that is truly known is that Razori blames Artime for abandoning her in her time of need. Although she admits he was the one who helped her escape, she will refuse to acknowledge that he saved her life. She constantly claims that he betrayed her, and had a hand in having the demon implanted in her womb. Artime appears to be saddened by this, but does not appear to want to confront her on this... yet
Personality: Artime has been regularly described as an old man with a young man's body. He acts far more mature than what his appearance lets on and doesn't let many things distract him from his objects, or just ruin his day in general.
When Artime does speak, he tends to be quite quiet, acting reserved and soft spoken until he gets used to his alternative. As soon as he feels comfortable around them, then he will start to act calmer and more friendly.
Artime tries to be kind to others, but when he finds himself going in a circle with the person, he tries to pull himself back from them. This empathy he feels is one of his major flaws as he tries to hard to help people, used emotionally to suppose others whilst asking for barely anything in return. This has led to a major flaw in his personality and caused him to become quite quite compared to what he was like in his younger years.
Fun Facts If Artime takes off his shirt, then one will be able to see a collected plethora of smooth crystals on his stomach area. This is where his blood demon resides. If anything touches it, then the person might be able to feel something wriggling inside. It's alive! He does not feel comfortable showing off any of his skin. Even if it is just to go swimming, he would rather refrain than show his body off. This is not because he feels insecure or disgusted with himself. It is because he feels that it more respectful to refrain from flaunting himself. He is disappointed in his sister for doing this. Whenever he hears her bragging about her men, he feels sickened, knowing this is disgracing her and their family line. There is a marking on his face that he refuses to talk about. It is the marking from the organization that he is part of, but it also demonstrates another useful ability. This ability is unknown. He plays the piano/organ When it comes to relationships and sexual escapades, Artime appears to be dreadfully uncomfortable with them. No, Artime is not a virgin, but he refuses to talk about this. It was most certainly not a rape, but he feels guilty for partaking in it and giving the person hope. There is only one person's affection that he is seeking, and he appears to be failing in this quest. It is possible to have a relationship with Artime, but to take it above the threshold of friendship? That may be difficult. Very Difficult He has a twin sister, who is the Moon Mentor: Razori Kiromo : fav.me/d380y2d His mirror self: He is no more than a little boy of 8. Artie is happy and cheerful and seems to express himself quite easily. However Artie is quite naive and so can be abused easily by the other reflections. Artime feels a fatherly connection towards his mirror self, so gets on with the young boy quite well. He has asked Mirror Razori to look after him. Emoticon of choice: Theme Songs:
Normal: www.youtube.com/watch?v=ylLppl...
Happy: www.youtube.com/watch?v=fczPlm...
Sexual/ Romantic: www.youtube.com/watch?v=EISaNp... www.youtube.com/watch?v=gM7Hlg...
Sad: www.youtube.com/watch?v=mQF-Xt...
Fighting/ Angry: www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zv9zDC...
Relationship chartRazori: My sister and I have a very complex relationship. I do...love... her very deeply. But at the same time I cannot ignore what she has done. I gave her something that she should have cherished, but instead she abused it. For that, I have to set things right and take her home.
Lupin: I feel quite sorry for the boy... He might annoy me regularly by his sexual antics and advances, but really I can tell he has a nicer side. I've seen it. I think I'll let him stay around and I'll get to know him. Perhaps we could be friends?
Rp Sample Script:
Artime: *It is in the middle of winter and Artime and Razori sit on top of a hill. They are no older than 10. It appears as if they are star gazing* Ah! Razori, Look at that star. Do you see how fast it is going? *he smiles widely, his eyes wide and curious as he keeps his gaze retained on the sky* It's on a journey. It's going somewhere important, I just know it.
Razori: *she frowned, tilting her head as she watched the star with lidded eyes* ... That...seems stupid...Why would something so useless be going on a journey? There doesn't seem like a point?
Artime: *He blinked, turning his gaze to look at his sibling. A small smile covered his lips as he reached over towards his sibling, bringing her into an embrace* Just trust me. The littlest things in life seem to always end up having the biggest purpose. *He chuckled, patting the pouting girl's shoulder before looking up again at the sky* I mean, we all have one, so why can't they?
Para
Artime frowned lightly as he walked about the dark halls of the mansion. Strange, there were only a few residents about and yet the opening had just begun. He had truly expected a lot more than this. Oh well. He tutted softly under his breath, making his way towards the Moon Tower. The young man was calm, now understanding his way about the tower itself. All that needed to happen now was for him to learn the other parts of the mansion. He still found it easy to get lost, but at least he was getting there slowly. It was a start at least.
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OH GOD. IT'S DONE. Urm. Well yeah, that's Artime for you. He'll be in Hiem's Mansion so if you want to rp with him, just leave a comment.
If you want to rp with Razori, this is her profile: fav.me/d380y2d
I am also available in the Hiem's chat, so go and visit that place!
COME JOIN HIEM'S MANSION! IT IS A FABULOUS RP GROUP WITH LOTS OF THINGS TO DO!
Okay. No more profiles for a while. Gunna go die now.
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They had the weissen in sight from the entrance of the moon tower. The figure made sure to stay silent till the male walked past. As soon as the weissen entered the tower, with their sister in their arms, the figure darted forward, ramming into their side. The action made the male drop their sibling and turn to face the other. They cut in closer before slamming the male against the wall. Their grip on the males coat was tight as they frequently pulled the other forward then slammed them back against the wall. It wasn't until a stream of blood rolled down the weissen’s face that they stopped and observed their blood begin to harden, the view only giving them an idea. The figure ripped off the crystallized blood as they kept their hold on the male’s coat. The weissen had taken too much of a beating to be mobile, making the situation very tranquil. They grasped the crystal tight, before piercing the weissen’s throat. The male had lifted both hands to grip the figures own, but the deeper the crystal went, the weaker the other became. The sound of whimpers and gurgling blood filled the room. They then only watched as their victim reached their demise. In only a moment, the room was swallowed by silence, and the weissen vanished. The object for this victim to leave behind was their own sister, who lay deceased on the floor. As they took there leave, they dropped the next note on the female’s body:
Take away the moon, take away the light, and let Time have no boundaries.
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Altaira thought she heard music somewhere in the mansion, her soft little bare feet patted on the floor as she walked. Her little red dress swayed with her hips, Silver feathers softly flowed in her hair as it bumped against her back all wild and free. She ran her hand against the wall, faint creepy giggles in the distance and eyes in the ceiling peered down at her. 'What is that beautiful sound?' She thought. Her big silver eyes searched curiously. A couple eyes flew by as she reached a large black door. The walls around it looked twitted and some how mocking.
Hehehe
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YOU HAVE BEEN INFECTED
How?
Weeell, it all started when Sayuri tripped on a rock, fell onto Artime, their lips interlocked and it was spread through a kiss...
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FFFFFFFF. I HATE YOU SO MUCH. ARTIME IS NOT AMUSED
Artime: ...*pushes Sayuri back* ...I suggest you start running..
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You have been infected that luscios hair needs to be green
How you may ask?
Bloedbad vomits all over him in the midst of him trying to help him.
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DAMN YOU. ARTIME IS NOW A REAL PLANT
Artime: ...*Is covered in vomit* ...Bless you...
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Saria: *Today was the suckiest day ever. Her hair, which used to be a luscious blue had turn a sickly, neon green color and her grey skin turned pale white. Throwing up was a bonus compared to her looks. She couldn't find anyone to transfer the damned disease... that was, until she walked into Artime.* Oh, didn't see you there! *She forces a cough out, spreading this lovely disease onto him.* Oh shi- *She covers her mouth and runs away, in search of a bathroom so she could throw up her insides and inevitably die... or not~ since she had now infected a second person.*
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Artime: ...*He grimaced and took a step back, looking a little bit disgusted* Urm...I think...You should go back to be- *he looked at her run away, a little confused as to what was happening* ...Urm...Goodbye?
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But Saria is completely amused.
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RACHIE SAYS BLARZZZZZZZZZZZAGLE.
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It looks like he and Haku could get along. 
We must rp these two sometime!
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LOL. Artime doesn't get mad that easily so I am sure he will get along with Haku
NEXT TIME WE ARE IN THE CHAT, ASK ME AND WE WILL GET TO IT!
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Yeah, looks like they're getting along so far. X'D Haku offers to leave and Artime seems happy with that.
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Any clones of me are automatically void because they have no sense of morality or quality of speech in general.
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Hm, I suppose this is a mockery?
I'm just messing around a little too much
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If only she wanted him around
Felicitia: *The kasha was casually walking around the tower and staring at new guests and accidently ran into someone. Backing away slightly and muttering a sorry, she looked up and saw what she though was Razori.* R-r-razori! *But she seems to notice the red clothing.* You.. aren't Razori... *She sighed in relief.*
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ARTIME. Y U SO UNWANTED?
Artime: *Peering at a small rat like creature in the middle of his hand, Artime stood to the side of the corridor to observe it. It was an odd little thing. Relatively perky, but it's body providing a major disability for it. Well, it was made out of goo. That would probably be a problem to anyone. He blinked, noting that someone had bumped into him* Ah...My apologies young lady...I do not see you there...*Cocking an eyebrow at the name, he tilted his head as he looked curious* ..You know my sibling?
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Felicitia: Your...sibling? *She gawked at the taller male and backed up against the opposite wall.* UWAH. 'RAZORI'S RELATIVE.' *The kasha thought. The souls that wondered around her whispered to her and she calmed down.* Oh.. um.. sorry. *She went up to the person and held her hand out so she could shake his hand.* I overreacted... Sorry... Um, how are you related..exactly? *She tilted her head to the side and looked up him.*
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Artime: *he looked a little confused by her reaction. The others of the mansion knew of his sibling but had never actually been afraid of her* Indeed... *he nodded and looked towards her hand. It was quite small compared to his. Gripping onto it tightly, he gave her a firm handshake, a thin smile appearing on his face* A pleasure to meet you...My name is Artime. Do you have a name? *he paused* Aah...She is my twin sibling. I guess we do look rather similar...
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Felicitia: *She awkwardly smiled at the taller male.* A-ah... My name... um... it is Felicitia. *The kasha doesn't fear Razori, it was just that the kasha knew that she was very easily influenced and she didn't want the Satan tearing out her fangs again.* Oh- That must be great, having a twin sibling like R-razori.
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Artime: *He watched her, attempting to look relatively friendly* Felicitia. That's a very pretty name, my dear. *he chuckled, nodding gently at his comment* Hmmm? Ah...I suppose? I wouldn't exactly know. We have not spoken in a long time. *Folding his arms, he watched the young girl calmly.* I assume that you do not like her?
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Felicitia: *The kasha nods and gave him a small smile.* My owner is a good person. *Shaking her head furiously, she held her hands up in defense.* Ah- It's not that I don't like her. She... um... I guess I like her in a way, but I don't want to get to close... or um... Its rather hard to explain.
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Katherine: *pokes* you look like...you look like.... *not being able to think of the right person she shrugs and sighs* You look like that what's her face piece of shit.....
((IM SORRY. but whenever Razori talked to Katherine, they would get along horribly....))
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Artime: *Leaning back with a book in his hand, he paused as he looked up at Katherine. He looked a little confused* ...Someone you know? *he blinked* ...Perhaps it is my sibling? She does live here as...well... *he frowned* I will ask you not to insult her so crudely...Please... It demeans us both.
(LOL. IT'S FINE. ARTIME IS DIFFERENT )
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Katherine: *Not knowing what a lot of those big words mean, she tilts her head to the side a pouts* Sorry...*She mutters*
((sorry I replied so late!))
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OH GOSH. LUPIN. LUPIN'S ON HIS RELATIONSHIP CHART
Lupin: *Like always when he's bored, he seeks people out, this time his target was Artime. He turned up, just within a few years, surprisingly walking quietly behind the other for just a moment before walking closer. The Lycan now turned up in front of the other, a normal grin on his face, and a waggle in his brow.* Hello there handsome~
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THAT'S CUS THEY KNOW EACH OTHER. AND THEY KNOW EACH OTHER WELL
Artime: *Sitting next to a window, he looked out of it silently. It was clear that he was observing something. He blinked, hearing someone call out to him before he looked up. His eyes widened as he saw Lupin, raising his hand forward to pat Lupin's head. Although he was surprised internally, he didn't let it show on his face* Aaah, hello there... *he paused* Handsome? *he chuckled gently* I assumed we had moved past those names you gave me.
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PFFF Got 'cha
Lupin: *he automatically smiled happily, his tail wagging accompanied by the familiar SWISH SWISH of the furred limb cutting through air.* It's not a name~ I'm simply stating a fact~ *he laughed a little, tilting his head.* What are you doing~? *He was interested to a point, but he was more interested in Artime specifically*
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YOU STALKED MEH TO MEH SECOND OC. WOAAAAAAAAH. DON'T TOUCH HIM. HE'LL MAKE YOU MELT
Artime: ...
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OH YUSH YUSH YUSH I DID
//LICKSARTIME
I STALK YOU AND YOU'RE ENTIRE GALLERY
you can never escape
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HOW DARE YOU STALK MEH OC.
Artime: ...That is disgusting...
DON'T STALK MY ENTIRE GALLERY. IT SUCKS.
MY KOKORO IS AFRAID OF YOU AND YOUR HANDS.
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NO I'LL STALK AND STALK AND STALK//SLAP
Nasumi:
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BUT THAT WON'T BE GOOD FOR MY SELF ESTEEM. Y U HURT MEH SOOOOO?
Artime: ... Where did...you come from? I did not see you my dear...
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Felix: *He waves once, a cocky gesture, as he flies over towards Artime.* Hello there brother of Razori. A pleasure to run into you again! Have you been enjoying the mansion so far?
ARTIME MY BABBU. COME INTO MY ARMS AND LET ME LOVE UPON YOU.
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Artime: ...Aah..I would allow you to love on me...But your contact may be received quite thinly by the others... ))
Artime: *Walking down the corridor, the young man was holiday a medium sized box. It was clear he was moving things into his room* Aah...Hello there. *he smiled thinly, pausing to address the young man* Yes..It is nice to see you so far. *he paused* Aaah. It has been interesting. I'm merely moving a few more things into my room. Do you wish to accompany me? We could have something to eat afterwards.
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GOOD. I LIKE IT THAT WAY. ))
Felix: *He smiled widely with an innocently overjoyed expression.* Absolutely! It would be my pleasure! What can I assist you with? Might I ask where your boxes are so that I may grab a few? *He chattered noisely. Whipping his head back and forth, he tried to find the other boxes that Artime had but didn't see them anywhere. Frowning, he shrugged and nonchalantly fluttered next to Artime. A semi-cocky smirk crossed his face as he opened his mouth to speak, his expression looking like that of a smug young child who won a trophy at a fair.* You could always come to my place afterwords! I am a pretty decent chef myself, so I can make you something!
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Allion "ello you! *Flips down from the ceiling* Who are you? Are ya' a new blood?? *Smiles* My names Allion, *curtsies then Sticks her hand out*
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Artime: *he paused, turning around slowly to look at the guest who addressed him. A small smile came on his face as he nodded at the woman* A pleasure to meet you...Yes. I am relatively new to this mansion. *Moving forward, he shook her hand, his grip being quite strong* I am Artime. Artime Kiromo. *he smiled softly* How long have you been here for?
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Allion Well nice to meet you! *Smiles and shakes his hand with a tight grip* Ya' know Artime, you look very Very fimiliar. Oh, I've been here for a few months. Not long at all. But Manga is very active in the chat room she needs to get a life
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Artime: *He nodded at Allion, shaking her hand with a similar grip* Oh really? How so? *he chuckled* I am curious as to where you may have seen my face before. *he nodded* So you know your way around here. +w+ That's a bad thing?///shot
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Allion I'm not sure....It's like I have but I haven't *Thinks for a moment* Ah well, This happens from time to time. *Smiles* To a point, *Giggles* I've found my self in some odd places before though...imagine Exploring and Landing on Someones Bed!! *Sighs*
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LOL. He's a lot nicer, I assure you ;u;
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