oh-so TYPICAL || RAZIEL

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[atrb=style, padding: 20px; color: 696969; border-left: 5px solid #696969; border-bottom: 1px dotted #535353; vertical-align: top][style=border: 5px solid #696969; display: inline-block; float: left; clear: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px][/style][style=font: 10px Tahoma; float: left; clear: left; color: 696969; padding: 0px 10px 10px 10px; width: 100px;]TAGGED Raziel WORD COUNT 747 NOTES Long post is long x__X CREDITS template by jawn of AA, OTE, DMB and TC[/style][style=font: 11px Tahoma; text-align: justify;]Damn her. Damn her to hell, the indigo-eyed girl huffed to herself as she trudged down the street. Her friend had had the brilliant plan to invite Nemi out to go spend some time with her and boyfriend. It was only natural for the ebony-haired femme to have utterly rejected the offer for she didn’t feel like acting as the third-wheel; oh, and she also detested when her friend decided to be mushy with her beau right in front of her. She was very much happy for her friend for finding this thing called “love” since it had been the only thing her friend had ever really wished for. But when it came to being lovey-dovey, Nemi liked steering clear of her friend. Gray-blue eyes stared at the buildings as she walked passed them, eyeing the address number as she proceeded down the street. How hard was it to find a more common pub in this city? But no, her friend just had to be prickly about everything and chose some random bar that she thought was “positively fabulous” so to speak. And anything remotely good or “fantabulous” had to go through her friend in order for anyone else to say anything good about such things which included pubs. But to the dark-haired girl, the irony in that made a small smile play at her lips for a tenth of a second; her friend didn’t drink at all and she had never been to a pub in her life. A translucent mist escaped Nemi’s lips as she sighed while she continued her search for that certain location; why the hell did she agree to come again? So she won’t go whining to me about stupid love issues for two months, she briskly reminded herself. But honestly, was it really all that worth it? Sure, Nemesis could go without having to hear ever little complaint or compliment her friend decided to share with her about her wonderful relationship. But she could also go without feeling like the third wheel on this stupid date. Looking up all of a sudden, the girl’s eyes caught a familiar title a building named “Canon Bomb.” It was a small brown building with small windows and gold and red letters on its sign. Her left eye twitched ever so slightly as she continued to stare at the building; this was the damn place? It looked like any other damn pub in the city! This has got to be a damn joke… I bet her boyfriend wanted to come here instead of her, she mentally noted as she begrudgingly walked towards the entrance with a bit of a scowl on her face. As she slipped in through the door of the place, the cool air rushed in behind her and caused a few of the patrons to groan at the sudden cold. Nemi had to keep herself from rolling her eyes at them; what was wrong with a little cold weather? And besides, it felt hot in the bar. Loosening the scarf securely wrapped around her neck, the girl slowly made her way to the bar and sat at one of the empty stools. Her eyes glanced over a few of the people in the place, studying them for a moment before keeping her eyes on the entrance. Although the place was sort of small, it was filled with quite a lot of people from what she could tell; and much to her chagrin, a lot of them men. As long as they don’t hit on me, I’ll be fine, she asserted as a bartender approached her. “And what can I get for a lovely girl like you, miss?” he asked her with a gentle smile on his face. Nemi gritted her teeth a bit as she started to tug on the hem of her cream-colored sweater, putting on a forced smile and deceitfully kind tone. “Oh, nothing for now, but thank you for your hospitality.” With that simple answer, the bartender scurried away to attend to other patrons, leaving the girl to sigh in belief. Nemesis took a quick glance at the thin black and silver wristwatch she had on, making a note of the time. It was a little past ten and she had about ten minutes to spare until her friend was suppose to meet her here. While she waited, she quietly hummed to herself as she let her gaze wander around the room. Hopefully her friend would be here soon. ------------------- DATE ● September 10th TIME ● 10 pm – 12 am WEATHER ● Cool and cloudy[/style]

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[atrb=style, padding: 20px; color: 696969; border-left: 5px solid #696969; border-bottom: 1px dotted #535353; vertical-align: top][style=border: 5px solid #696969; display: inline-block; float: left; clear: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px][/style][style=font: 10px Tahoma; float: left; clear: left; color: 696969; padding: 0px 10px 10px 10px; width: 100px;]TAGGED Raziel WORD COUNT 1,032 NOTES I should cool it on the rant... CREDITS template by jawn of AA, OTE, DMB and TC[/style][style=font: 11px Tahoma; text-align: justify;]To her sudden happiness, or relief really, her friend Talia and her beau Nathaniel managed to show up a few minutes after their set-up time. Which in the blonde girl’s case… that was early. The girly girl always takes forever to get everywhere as she needs to be “fashionably late” and she always needed to make sure she looked gorgeous by her standards. But for Nemesis, that wasn’t the case at all. She liked being on time for everything and preferred comfort over fashion. And the more and more Nemi thought about it, the more she noticed how opposite she and Talia really were, making her smile. While her friends sat next to her on stools, excitedly telling her of their wonderful day together. Or at least, Talia was doing that while her boyfriend was ordering a few shots of different alcohols. “Oh Nemi! You would never ever believe how beautiful the park was with just the two of us! We walked around hand in hand then ended up feeding each other ice cream. It was absolutely perfect! Well, it would’ve been perfect if it hadn’t been so cold and cloudy today. The stupid sun didn’t want to shine today,” the blonde stated in a hurried rush, a pout on the girl’s pretty face as she crossed her arms over her lithe body. Offering Talia a comforting smile, Nemi simply titled her head to the side and placed her hand on her friend’s shoulder. “But at least you had a good day with your boyfriend, right?” she asked with a faint smile. Of course, the supple-bodied Talia quickly perked up at the question, nodding furiously as she clung onto her boyfriend and nuzzled him. “But of course I did, Nemi!” And as always, the dark-haired girl’s friend burst out in some long rant about how much she utterly loved Nathaniel while Nemi half paid attention to her. She was currently in her own little world until a few girls at the bar caught her interest. The girls were staring in utter awe at the bartender who did a few interesting tricks while making their drinks, only to run away like giggling twits once he had completed his task and gave them a wink. Some girls are just too easy, she stated mentally as she went back to gawking at her friend fawn over Nathaniel who was just guzzling down drink after drink. It was a wonder how the hell the man was able to stay sober after so much alcohol; he definitely had to be a heavyweight to be abe to handle his liquor so well. A few more moments passed by as Nemi listened to Talia tell another one of her stories when a call rang throughout the entire pub. “Come on now sing along!” A second later, an unrecognizeable song began to play as everyone began to sing along. Well, nearly everyone; the dark-haired girl just sat there baffled by the sudden increase of rowdiness. And somehow, it didn’t surprise her to see her two companions singing along and goofing off next to her on the stools. Perhaps it was her cue to leave now. Taking a few relaxing breaths, Nemesis kept her eyes darting from place to place as person upon person kept coming up to the bar and demanding shots of various alcohols. Her nose slightly scrunched up at the overpowering scent of alcohol coming off of some of the patrons, making her all the more tempted to leave the place. Letting down her dark locks from the bun she previously had on her head, light indigo-colored eyes fell upon a giggling Talia. “Listen Lia, I think I’m gonn-” And just like that, she was cut off by the sudden appearance of a bartender. “It’s on the house,” the young male stated while placing three shots of alcohol in front of them. Needless to say, Nemesis looked at the man like he grew a second head. She never drank in her life unlike her two friends next to her, so seeing the shot before her made her a bit nervous. What the hell was she suppose to do? You can always say ‘no,’ you know, she told herself internallyas she watched Talia and Nathaniel drink down the shots like nothing from the corner of her eyes. Oh great, now she was going to never hear the end of it if she didn’t try it. “Nemi! Come on and try it!” the blonde piped up as she put down her empty shot glass with a grin on her face. Nemesis could only nervously bite down on her lip as she took the small cup on her pale hands, her eyes staring at the oddly colored contents. She didn’t like giving into peer pressure; it just wasn’t her style in the slightest. Sighing, she placed the cup down on the bar counter, leaving the alcohol untouched. “I’d rather not, Talia. I have piano and guitar lessons to teach tomorrow so I would rather not suffer from a hangover in the morning,” she stated calmly, turning her gaze at the bartender in front of them while she placed a polite smile on her pale lips. “Thanks anyways, but I’m not much of a drinker.” With that being said, Nemi was just about ready to walk right out of the place when she felt her fair-haired friend grab onto her arm. “Nonsense, Nem! You’re not going anywhere until you try something!” It was then that the indigo-eyed girl knew that she was stuck, so she grabbed the damned glass and drank its bitter contents. How one manages to drink this wretched stuff is beyond me, she noted while slightly contorting her face as her friend was cheering next to her. “Yay! You finally did something bold! Now maybe you can be even bolder by asking this fine bartender for his number, don’t you think?” Oh, her friend was definitely getting in over her head. Rolling her eyes, Nemesis turned her attention to the male in question and smiled ever so slightly. “Thanks for the shots; now Talia over here won’t ever shut up.” This was definitely going to be a long night. ------------------- DATE ● September 10th TIME ● 10 pm – 12 am WEATHER ● Cool and cloudy[/style]

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[atrb=style, padding: 20px; color: 696969; border-left: 5px solid #696969; border-bottom: 1px dotted #535353; vertical-align: top][style=border: 5px solid #696969; display: inline-block; float: left; clear: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px][/style][style=font: 10px Tahoma; float: left; clear: left; color: 696969; padding: 0px 10px 10px 10px; width: 100px;]TAGGED Raziel WORD COUNT 1,032 NOTES Lulz Raziel annoyed Nemi |D CREDITS template by jawn of AA, OTE, DMB and TC[/style][style=font: 11px Tahoma; text-align: justify;]Now, since Nemesis had never had any real experience with alcohol before, she didn’t find it all that surprising when she felt a sudden rush of blood going to her head and a headache come on. In fact, she felt like someone was trying to hammer her head in and it didn’t sit too well with her. Lightly rubbing her temples with her calloused fingers, she paid no heed to the silly banter going on between Talia and the bartender; she justreally wanted to go home before the alcohol really got to her. However, a sudden question from the young bartender unwillingly caught the ebony-haired girl’s attention as she looked towards him. “So you play guitar?” The girl could only nod, her brain not forming words properly under the unusual pain brought on by the sudden (and unwanted) intrusion of alcohol in her system. In fact, she put on a forced but small smile as she kept looking at him with mild interest; that smirk on his face made him look so... evil. However, his voice managed to pull her out of her musings, forcing her to somewhat ignore the throbbing in her head as she listened to him. “I’ve always wanted to learn the guitar!” Once again, Nemesis nodded with a plastic smile while her thoughts kept swimming about her headache. However, the bartender’s sudden disappearance made her relax a bit; now she could tune out her surroundings and focus on her damn headache. Comtemplating on whether or not to go home this very second, the dark-haired femme blankly stared off into the space before her, cradling her head in her hands as a way of soothing the pain in her head. It hadn’t even fazed her that her two companions, Talia and Nathaniel, were acting a bit lewd next to her. It didn’t even faze her that there were a couple of bumbling drunkards next to her, spouting nonsense of unusual events that they had seen in the city. For once in a long while, Nemesis had tuned out everything around her as she tried to remedy to pain. But a familar voice dragged her out of her head once again. “So you don’t drink?” Indigo hues darted in the young male’s direction as it took her a few moments to let the question sink in. “Oh, uh... No, no I don’t. Alcohol doesn’t appeal to me at all.” This being said, she put on a straight face as she watched him take a drink out of a beer, catching her friend Nathaniel get up from his stools to go mix with the other drunk patrons of the place, leaving a drunk Talia asleep on the stool next to Nemesis. They definitely won’t be going home tonight, she claimed interally, sighing a bit. How her companions were going to get home was a mystery, but she didn’t let it bother her right now; tuning out the bartender and just leaving would be rude of her. Besides, the throbbing in her head was subsiding to a dull thump so it was bearable. “A few drinks won’t hurt, would it? Hell I will even pay for them; only thing I could do for a beautiful girl.” Nemesis had to refrain from bursting into a laughin fit at such a thing, so she in turn put on an amused look on her pale face. And much to her chagrin, her dear friend Talia decided to take a break from her drunken slumber and giggled in her stool, speaking in a slurry drawl. “Ooooh! Looks like you two are flirting~! Ooooh!” The ebony-haired femme only rolled her eyes at this, letting out an exasperated sighas she starting playing with a strand of her hair. She didn’t even notice the young male lean over to whisper to Talia about something. Didn’t even notice when the male raised up a glass in the air or when the bar got creepily silent. However, she did notice when he started speaking; especially when he mentioned her name. She paled at the sudden cheering ringing throughout the entire place, her eyes darting every which way as she put on a nervous smile and (stupidly) waved towards everyone. “Um, thanks...” she stated awkwardly as she glared at the bartender. She didn’t drink and she specifically told him that. If anything, he was worse than Talia and Nathaniel when it came to being pushy. Never letting her glare falter even in the slightly bit, Nemesis crossed her arms over her chest while she kept her cold gaze on the bartender. “And although your previous offer was awfully kind of you, I have to say that I decline. It’s bad enough I had to drink once tonight; I don’t feel like waking up with a hangover in the morning.” All that aside, she didn't feel like dealing with annoying people the rest of tonight; that included her friends and the bothersome bartender. ------------------- DATE ● September 10th TIME ● 10 pm – 12 am WEATHER ● Cool and cloudy[/style]

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[atrb=style, padding: 20px; color: 696969; border-left: 5px solid #696969; border-bottom: 1px dotted #535353; vertical-align: top][style=border: 5px solid #696969; display: inline-block; float: left; clear: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px][/style][style=font: 10px Tahoma; float: left; clear: left; color: 696969; padding: 0px 10px 10px 10px; width: 100px;]TAGGED Raziel WORD COUNT 1,100 NOTES Baby, it’s cold outside~♪ CREDITS template by jawn of AA, OTE, DMB and TC[/style][style=font: 11px Tahoma; text-align: justify;]Somehow, watching the bartender take his leave after her somewhat rude comment made her feel guilty for a part of a second before the feeling melted away. Her light indigo eyes followed after the light-haired male until he disappeared behind a door towards the back, ignoring her friend Talia’s ranting about her being so brutish. At the moment, though, Nemesis didn’t care at all as she let out a relaxing sigh and ran a hand through her dark mane as the want to leave returned once again. Well, now that he’s gone, I can go now... I really don’t have anything stopping me now and my headache’s gone for now, she thought to herselfas she turned her head to her fair-haired friend who was suddenly giggling. God only knows what she was laughing at. “Talia, I think I’m going to be heading home now since I am obviously not going to be drinking for the rest of the night.” Momentarily pausing, Nemi looked down at her sable-colored wristwatchand slightly frowned at the time. It was a bit past a quarter after eleven. In a matter of about six hours, she would have to wake up and get ready for her day at work among other things. She exhaled heavily, indigo eyes meeting her friend’s hazel brown eyes as she let her black ankle boots touch the floor, standing up from the stool. “Besides, it’s getting late and I’m the one who has to open the shop tomorrow.” It didn’t surprise her at all when her blonde friend pouted and began pleading. “But Nem! It’s not even midnight yet! Stay please!” she beseeched Nemesis, a puppy dog pout forming on her features as she grabbed on to the paler girl’s arm. Just then, the platinum-haired Nathaniel waltz up (or stumbled up) to the two girls with a drunken smile on his face. Predictably, Talia chippered up and tackle-hugged him, letting go of the dark-haired girl’s arm and almost knocking the male over. Nemesis immediately took that as her chance to escape, slipping right past the two lovers as she wrapped her scarf around her neck once more and walked into the cool night air as she exited. With the nippy breath of air surrounding her, the pale girl felt herself sober up even more and relaxed. Sure the streets were a bit empty at the moment, but that was probably because by now, most people were in clubs and what not by now partying it up. Shaking her head, her black boots clicked against the cement of the street as she kept walking home. Though, it would take quite a bit considering the fact that she was walking. As she came across a street, she suddenly heard a small chime come from her pants pocket. Stopping momentarily and staring at her pocket, she frowned ever so slightly. Who was texting her this late? It’s probably Talia or something, she reasoned quietly as she pulled out the cellphone, searching through her inbox looking for the new message. To her surprise, it wasn’t from Talia; in fact, it was from her boss at the music shop. How odd. Curious, she opened the message and read its contents aloud. “Hey Nem, you did remember to lock up the shop, right? Kayla left early and Shane had the day off today, so it was your turn to lock up.” Not even a second after she read the message, she began sprinting towards the shop as fast as she possibly could in her heeled boots. Damn it! How the hell did I not notice there was no one else left to close up the shop?! Stupid, stupid, stupid! she mentally berated herself. She was so going to be dead if anything happened to the place; how the hell would she explain herself if something did? Stopping herself from thinking further negative thoughts, she kept on running until she was at the shop. After what seemed to be an eternity, Nemesis finally made it to the front of the shop. Completely out of breath as she somewhat rested against a streetlamp, she could feel her feet hurting from the abuse of running in the wrong sort of shoes. At least she was finally at the shop and certainly much closer to home. Taking a few gulps of air, she slowly made her way towards the door when something at the corner of her eye caught her attention. Stopping, she turned her head and stared at the male sitting against the side of the shop. Indigo orbs stared intently at the man when realization hit her. It was the weird bartender from that damned pub! Looking around at her surroundings, she timidly approached the light-haired guy as her boots clicked against the ground below. Once she was a few feet away from him, she realized he didn’t seem to have taken any notice of her at all. Letting out an inaudible exhale, Nemesis stared at the man as she kneeled down to his level a bit away from him. A small smile curled at her lips as she quietly spoke. “Well, this sure is odd to encounter a very unusual bartender at my place of work. Most girls would be flattered, but I would think it to be stalking,” she mused while a full-blown smile made it on her face. Tilting her head to the side, her jet mane fell over her shoulder as she kepting gazing at the man curiously. “What are you doing all the way over here? Last I saw of you, you were running off outside after my comment.” She momentarily shivered, a slight frown washed over her face as she glared at the chilly wind. It had been great when she had been slightly buzzed as it shook her up a bit, but now it was making her cold. Not even waiting to hear the man’s answer, she stood up as she began walking away towards the entrance once again. She only briefly looked over her shoulder at the man to call out to him. “Hey, why don’t you come inside? It’s warmer in there and I don’t feel like standing out in the cold.” Though her logical side was screaming at her for her lapse in judgement by inviting the stranger inside the shop, she ignored it for now. She really didn’t care to be logical right now; she left the shop open to all for a few hours now. 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[atrb=style, padding: 20px; color: 696969; border-left: 5px solid #696969; border-bottom: 1px dotted #535353; vertical-align: top][style=border: 5px solid #696969; display: inline-block; float: left; clear: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px][/style][style=font: 10px Tahoma; float: left; clear: left; color: 696969; padding: 0px 10px 10px 10px; width: 100px;]TAGGED Raziel WORD COUNT 639 NOTES Sorry for the crappy post. Posting from a tablet is srs bidnezz. CREDITS template by jawn of AA, OTE, DMB and TC[/style][style=font: 11px Tahoma; text-align: justify;]Not even bothering to check if the young male was following her, the dark-haired femme open the door of the music shop and stepped right inside. Her first instinct was to check the entire shop from the bottom up to look for any missing merchandise, but she lingered at the entrance because of the strange bartender. It's not that she didn't trust him or anything; she just didn't want him to be wandering around the place and touching things. And so she waited as he quickly came in, offering him a small smile as her eyes kept scanning every surface they landed on. To her subtle displeasure, he was talking to her about something or other while she was searching, causing her to nearly miss all his words. Eh? He doesn't have a place to sleep? she wondered to herself in mild confusion while she turned all her attention on the light-haired male. Her thoughts were suddenly swimming as to how the man could've ended up in that state of homelessness. But she was immediately dragged out of those thoughts when she felt something foreign against her hand. Utterly curious as to what it was, she was taken aback to see that the male had kissed her hand. A wave of bemusement and slight guilt washed over her as the man left with an utterance of a "thank you," leaving her there stunned. It took her for a few seconds to recover, but when she did, Nemesis bolted out of the door in chase of the odd man. Closing up the shop be damned. And much to her luck, he still hadn't gone off to far. Jogging up behind him, she placed her pale hand on his back in hopes of getting his attention. But when she saw that paying too much attention to his phone to notice her, the indigo-eyed femme moved in front of him. "I'm sorry if I had anything to do with you getting fired," she blurted out softly as she slowly began to fidget with the scarf around her neck. "And even if I had nothing to do with you getting fired, I'm awful sorry that you did." For whatever reason or other, she felt calm after apologizing and somewhat chuckled. She let out a breath she didn't even know she was holding while she glanced at the obsidian wristwatch. It was about a little over a quarter away from being midnight and she had work in the morning, naturally allowing her rational side to rear out its annoying head as it yelled at her to go home and sleep. But then she was reminded of the light-haired male's current situation. "Well... Uh, I really can't do much to help you out at all. But I guess I could try helping by offering you a job as a shop cleaner or something. My boss has been looking for someone to help keep the shop clean, so he might give you the job. He's awful kind so I'm sure he'll give you a call." She didn't even know why she was even daring to offer the guy a job. For all she knew, he could steal all the money from the shop and never be seen again. Or possibly something worse. Shaking her head to clear out her paranoid thoughts, Nemesis quietly began walking back to the shop when something finally dawned on her. She didn't even know the former bartender's number or even his name for that matter. Smacking her hand over her forehead, she turned on her heel to face him. "But he can't do that without your number, much less your name. Unless you feel like being called "You there" or "Nameless" all the time," she stated in amusement while a grin curled at her pale lips. "So what's your name, stranger?" ------------------- DATE ● September 10th TIME ● 10 pm – 12 am WEATHER ● Cool and cloudy[/style]

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[atrb=style, padding: 20px; color: 696969; border-left: 5px solid #696969; border-bottom: 1px dotted #535353; vertical-align: top][style=border: 5px solid #696969; display: inline-block; float: left; clear: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px][/style][style=font: 10px Tahoma; float: left; clear: left; color: 696969; padding: 0px 10px 10px 10px; width: 100px;]TAGGED Raziel WORD COUNT 654 NOTES ...Crappy post is crappy, yo. CREDITS template by jawn of AA, OTE, DMB and TC[/style][style=font: 11px Tahoma; text-align: justify;]“My name… It is rather odd I must say, named after a angel. The angel of secret; Raziel. Raziel Galizur at your service.” Nemi couldn’t help but let out a light laugh when he finally introduced himself. She wasn’t at all laughing at him or his name; she was laughing at her stupidity for not asking for his name earlier. But that aside, she found his name to be relatively interesting. He was named after an angel while she has been named after a Greek Goddess. So there are stranger names out there than mine. Well I’ll be damned, she thought with amusement while he handed her his card. Though she was mildly puzzled as to why he was touching her so familiarly, she simply shrugged off her rising sense of paranoia. “It can’t be worse than being named after the Greek Goddess of Retribution,” she muttered quietly as she swiftly shoved the male’s business card into her pocket for safekeeping. Her indigo-eyes widened ever so slightly as she heard Raziel thank her, somehow finding it a bit odd for him to do so. She hadn’t done anything for him yet in order to help him and yet he was already thanking her. Well, he is an oddball, remember? she reminded herself as she peered at him with a small smile decorating her face, watching him start to walk away only to find him turn on his heel. What came out of his mouth was utterly astounding to her. “Hey, I know it’s late and you have work tomorrow. But would you like me to escort you home, can’t really trust the streets at night,” he stated while he showed her the time using his phone. For a few moments, she just stared at him in awe; no one had ever bothered to ask to accompany her home. Not even her friends. Granted, she could take care of herself without help, but the fact that he even attempted to ask made her smile brightly at him. “If you want to, then sure. I’m used to walking home this late at night by myself, but I suppose I could use some company,” she teased lightly as she searched for the shop keys in her pockets, pulling out them out once she finally found them. It was then that he asked where she lived; a natural question to ask when walking someone home she had to remind her paranoid self. And now that she thought about it, it was only about a twenty to twenty-five minute walk from the shop. They’d be there in no time. “Eh, I live about twenty minutes away. It’s only a few blocks up from here,” she shrugged lightly as she turned to walk back to the shop, looking over her shoulder with a smile still in place. “I’ll be back in a moment. Just have to lock up the shop before going home.” That being said, she jogged (or hurriedly walked considering her choice in shoes) to the shop and proceeded to lock up. After a few minutes, the dark-haired girl emerged and walked up to Raziel, stretching her arms over her head to relax a bit. “Shall we get going?” she asked calmly, tugging on the light-haired male’s arm and leading the way as she walked up the street. Absentmindedly, she began humming Story as she walked along when she remembered something. “I don’t mean to pry or anything, but who was the little girl on your wallpaper?” Nemesis wasn’t at all trying to be nosy; and she sure as hell wasn’t one to butt into a person’s business. But she was curious as to what the little girl was to the man next to her, allowing her blue-purple eyes to reflect her curiosity. She was suddenly very interested into who exactly this man was; but of course, she didn’t expect to learn everything about him in twenty minutes. ------------------- DATE ● September 10th TIME ● 10 pm – 12 am WEATHER ● Cool and cloudy[/style]

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[RAZIEL GALIZUR]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][style=border: #000000 solid 2px; padding: 3px; width: 100px; height: 100px; float: right;][/style][style=font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 5px; color: #000000; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: justify; width: 50px; margin-left: 280px; height: 100px; margin-top: 2px;]Weep for yourself, my man, You'll never be what is in your heart. Weep Little Lion Man, You're not as brave as you were at the start. Rate yourself and rake yourself, Take all the courage you have left. Wasted on fixing all the problems That you made in your own head[/style][style=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 25px; color: #000000; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: -17px;]Tremble Little Lion Man[/style][style=line-height: 400%; background-color: #000000; width: 450px;] [/style] [style=font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; width: 450px; color: #000000;] “That is a topic I would rather not discuss as of now.” Raziel butted in straight back with a snap in his voice. The girl was someone special to him and others didn’t need to know about her, did they? Why did she care? As they walked down Raziel sighed as he scuffled his light brown hairs, “Sorry for being so rude. I guess I owe you some sort of explanation.” He stopped walking and pulled out his wallet opening it up there was another picture of a girl this time however she was with an older female that looked a bit like Nemesis however she was blonde and a bit shorter. “This is Carli she is apparently my only family connection now. That’s her daughter Rebecca, cute right? You see I was born and was adopted and this apparently is my only blood relative left. She lives in England supposably.” He sighed again as if he was depressed; well he was considering he had no one. Others had it all and this is why he was so angry most of the time, jealousy has always been a key factor that fuelled him. “Tell me about yourself Nemesis, why is such a beautiful girl living in an area such as this. The streets aren’t full of ‘great people’.” He chuckled a bit as he strode up a little past her and waited, looking back at her Raziel smiled. Looking her over she was indeed beautiful, he was not trying to be flirtatious but rather he was just stating the truth. Something about her drew him in. Something that he could not pinpoint. “We nearly there Nemesis?” He was tired, sleepy and needed to find a bed for the night. This was the last thing on his mind however he was worried he would end up tonight. But for some reason his body was aching but not aching in pain. It was as if his body was calling to him, calling for something. Maybe it was a craving for another, maybe not. All that Raziel knew is that he needed to take a rest, his body was beginning to strain from all the walking he had done today, and really was getting impatient. Even if he was accompanied by this angel… WORDS: 380 TAGS: Nemesis NOTES: it's good to be back~.[/style] [style=line-height: 400%; background-color: #000000; width: 450px;] [/style][style=font-family: arial narrow; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; color: #000000; margin-top: -2px;]made by zingarasaur of OTE[/style]

[NEMESIS ARKWOOD]

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[atrb=style, padding: 20px; color: 696969; border-left: 5px solid #696969; border-bottom: 1px dotted #535353; vertical-align: top][style=border: 5px solid #696969; display: inline-block; float: left; clear: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px][/style][style=font: 10px Tahoma; float: left; clear: left; color: 696969; padding: 0px 10px 10px 10px; width: 100px;]TAGGED Raziel WORD COUNT 977 NOTES Whooo~! :'D CREDITS template by jawn of AA, OTE, DMB and TC[/style][style=font: 11px Tahoma; text-align: justify;]“That is a topic I would rather not discuss as of now.” Perhaps she shouldn’t have asked anything at all and kept her mouth open. Raziel had basically snapped at her (no matter how subtly) for asking her stupid and nosy question. Really, Nemesis didn’t blame him at all. She was still a bit shocked, but she pushed it aside and felt compassion for him instead. She knew she shouldn’t have asked such a prying question; she herself would’ve snapped at anyone who tried to be an annoying busybody by trying to pry information out of her. It was a natural reaction. But the fact that he apologized to her a moment later made her have a slight pause. What was he apologizing for? She had been the nosy one; she was the one who needed to apologize to him for prying. “You really do-“ she started, getting cut off by the male as he pulled out his wallet and presented a picture to her. It was of a pretty blonde woman. She seemed a bit older than the both of them, but she was beautiful nonetheless in the young musician’s opinion. She sort of resembled the little girl that the light-haired male had as his wallpaper from what Nemesis could remember. Perhaps the two of girls are related somehow… They do look similar after all, Nemi thought to herself just as Raziel’s voice caught her attention, pulling her out of her thoughts. “This is Carli, she is apparently my only family connection now. That’s her daughter Rebecca, cute right? You see, I was born and was adopted and this apparently is my only blood relative left. She lives in England supposedly.” Nemi couldn’t help but stare at the male for a moment. So he was adopted, huh? Well, that would sorta explain why he’s looking for a place to crash. He doesn’t have a real family to depend on unlike some of us, she quietly told herself internally, averting her gaze from the male for a moment before returning it back to him. She felt bad that he didn’t have any family close by. He was obviously younger than her and he had to take care of himself; though, it didn’t seem like he was doing so great with that. He was sitting outside in the cold next to the shop only a few moments ago, for crying out loud. “I’m sorry that you don’t have a family,” she stated in a sincere whisper, tilting her head to the side as her loose ponytail spilled over her shoulder. She really couldn’t say she knew what it was like to not have a family; hell, it was a struggle to separate herself from her family thanks to her father’s overbearing and dominant nature. Even if her parents were no longer around, she still had her brother Perseus who was alive and well. And besides, she could depend on herself just as she had for years now. But deep down inside, she knew that that she’d be lost if she never had her family. Just then, the light-haired Raziel made his way past her and stood in front of her. She was slightly baffled by his actions, but by now, his odd actions seemed almost normal. Though, what he said next kind of through her through a loop. “Tell me about yourself Nemesis, why is such a beautiful girl living in an area such as this. The streets aren’t full of ‘great people’.” How the hell did one respond to that? He had called her beautiful and although most girls she knew would be blushing like an imbecile and possibly squealing, Nemesis was simply befuddled. She was used to comments here and there for her musical abilities, but comments on her looks were rare. Mainly because she would often get annoyed with compliments due to the fact that she wasn’t used to them at all; her parents weren’t exactly the ones to give compliments so often. When they did, it was because it benefited them in some sort of way. Since then, Nemesis has pretty much found compliments to be pointless, so the fact that Raziel had bothered to compliment her left her speechless for the most part. “…Uh, well. I live around here because it’s away from my parents even though we’re in the same city. They wouldn’t step foot around here unless it was absolutely necessary since they’re elitist snobs with money,” she stated with a casual tone as she began walking once again. It was the truth after all. And it’s not like it she was telling him anything vital. “You obviously know I work at a music shop, so there’s really nothing else about me. I’m just a music teacher that wants to get her doctoral degree in music.” For a while, they walked until the male asked if they were almost there. Now that Nemesis thought about it, her apartment was just across the street on the next block. They would be there within the next five minutes. Turning her head towards the male, she gave him a faint smile and nodded. “We’ll be there in a few minutes. It’s just on the side of the next block.” She was glad that she was almost home, but then a thought struck her: Was she just going to send Raziel off and not help him get a decent place to sleep? A small part of her was saying yes, but the other part of her told her to be compassionate. Wouldn’t she expect someone to help her if she needed it? I can always offer him a place to sleep… but Talia and Nathaniel should be home sooner or later and he wouldn’t get any sleep anyways, she thought to herself in a defeated sense, What the hell was she going to do? ------------------- DATE ● September 10th TIME ● 10 pm – 12 am WEATHER ● Cool and cloudy[/style]

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