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Holiday Encounters The wind was harsh and cold as it nipped against her skin like icy blades. It was close to Christmas. She raised her jacket collar higher up to protect herself in whichever way she could, which wasn’t much. Walking through the cold white streets of Ningenkai was a familiar looking blue haired ferry of death fighting her way through all the snow and cold wind that came her way. Eyes hung low on the ground watching the snow at her feet as her feat pushed their way through one at a time, a gloomy expression set across her features. She didn’t bother look up at the pretty colorful lights that were hung up merrily in the shops and houses that she passed. She was too caught up in her own thoughts
‘I’ve been off for two weeks and done barely anything….. Why is it so ……so …..Boring, ’her mind wandered off again and
Stuck with Him 1 the day was bright in Ningenkai, and our little Botan was flying around in her magical oar. Her eyebrows furrowed and lips tilted slightly into a frown as she looked tentatively for a specific spiky haired fire demon.
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"But lord Koenma, why is it that I'm the one that has to watch over him?" Botan flailed her arms in protest. Koenma just sighed, resting his chin on his hands.
"That reason is, Botan, because you are my top ferry girl," he continued closing his eyes "I can't have Kurama looking after him because of his studies for college, and Yusuke is busy with training his new apprentice and I'm sure he wouldn't want anyone to get in the way of that. and I certainly can't have Kuwabara to be his overseer, he would get himself killed in less than an hour" the tiny toddler opened his eyes, "besides maybe you'll have a good time..." Botan gave a menacing look as if she would have killed him right there on the s
Working Late 1 of 2 It was around 10:59 PM at night and Ichigo was working late AGAIN, "Stupid Elliot...." she mumbled to herself, quite loudly she tends to do this a lot. Only one light was on and that was the kitchen, Ichigo was almost finished; "making me miss my date with Mark just to do stupid chores!!" she spoke again, her brows furrowed together in anger.
"What was that??" Elliot asked standing right behind a little too close for comfort. Ichigo Yelped and being the klutz that she is, fell onto the floor on her bum, she stared up at Elliot in surprise. His hands on his hips, eyes closed as if he didn't even seem to care if she was ok.
"Oh, Elliot you're awake at this time?? I would've thought you were sleeping" she said getting up, and brushing up the dirt from her Café uniform.
"Stop being such an idiot, serve me a sand witch, or I'm docking you're pay." He said in his usual harsh
Leaving Southampton She was in the kitchen when he stumbled in noisily, tripping as he went past the shelves and catching the edge of the table to keep himself from falling.
Pretending not to hear the stream of curses that followed, she kept her eyes fixed on the dishes, letting her hand trail in the soapy water. There was a loud scraping of wood against grimy concrete as he drew a chair and collapsed into it. At this she looked up, and after a moment's hesitation, she said, unnecessarily, "You've been drinking."
He clutched his head and said nothing. He hadn't shaved in weeks and stank of sweat and alcohol; he looked much older than his eighteen years.
They sat in silence for a while. Then he announced, loudly, "Fuck."
She didn't bother to tell him off. She just waited. And jumped when he suddenly brought his fist down, hard, onto the table.
"Our lives here are s
Our DutyWe swallowed the path home
Because we were hungry,
Though starving is an ongoing
Story, an empty bag
Dancing in the streets,
Full of an unfastened voice
Walking through the house,
Wind unchained, heart admonished.
Heaven fills its eyes, crawls away,
That sleeping boat content to follow
The vacant waves, intervals
Of dying that we dare not interrupt,
And we watch the kind ear shrinking
From our charcoal docks; heaven
With a full stomach crawls away.
This is what we were put here for.
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