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[Because captcha sucks.]
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[What it says on the tin!]
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[What it says on the tin.]
bitingcynicism: (o good canon day)
[This evening one emopire is slowly trailing behind a very exuberant Ferdinand, who is practically frolicking along with a basket near bursting with food, as they head toward Zero's garden.

Is this a gawking opportunity? Who knows?]
bitingcynicism: (fangirls...)
[Tonight, one emopire is in the process of trying to keep one Hunter president from checking out his cabin room.]

I said yours is the one further down.
bitingcynicism: (blank)
[Blah blah stuff goes here]
bitingcynicism: (+ tastes like ashes)
Poke me here so we can make this happen. :Db

Disclaimer: Lust messes with Zero's darker nature so any mistletoe with Zero will result in biting. Not KILL YOU biting but the more sexy kind. Which he will still resent you and himself for. o/

I guess you can also tag me if you want a mistletoe thread with any of my others: Setsuna, Lelouch, Toboe, Kiba, Eddie Dean or... dude can you mistletoe a dragon? Anyway, just say who you want.

PS I love this icon.
bitingcynicism: (overdose)
[After the events here...

Oh look, someone is once again covered in monster blood, along with some of his own, and downing handfuls of pills as he returns to main camp, exhausted but still obviously worked up. I sure hope nobody's wandering by at this hour.]
bitingcynicism: (there's nothing inside)
[ITP: Stress relief. Via lots of bullets and lots of perfectly aimed bulls-eyes. Though considering the shooter's stress levels, this could go on for a bit.]
bitingcynicism: (blank)
[Somewhere in the vicinity of after what went down here.

There seems to be a faint light coming from the caves... and a thin trail of blood stains, as if something were dripping, leading up to them. Rest assured, the blood smells delicious and quite recent. Care to find out if there's more?]
bitingcynicism: (clutching my cure)
[Here, we have one injured emopire, holding a hand to a very bloody eye and stumbling on his way to the caves. Most of his face bears jagged evidence of his attempt to bring Drusilla with him and his shirt is flecked in splotches of red, as is one of his arms, where the vampire's claw-like nails tore through his jacket. Any signs of his recent feeding have all but vanished and his other arm starts to clutch his again aching chest.]
bitingcynicism: (zz hunter's moon)
[Today, we have a wolf on a mission. And that mission involves tracking down a very particular scent, one that he's been avoiding since his unfortunate run-in with the mistletoe. But after more than a few days of sporting more fang than usual, it's clear that finding the scent is of more urgent importance than he first thought. Thus, our silver-furred subject is making quick work of his search.]
bitingcynicism: (can't let it bring us down)
[cont. from here. Also, trying to inch to the side here.]

Obviously.
bitingcynicism: (so let mercy come and wash away)
[When we last left our heroes..., one severely injured vampire was doing his best not to look at the curious cleric who had wandered upon a scene of violence and misery.]
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