Amerowolf

Precisely. I only deal in metaphors. Unless it's DBZ. No metaphors about anything up in thar.

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When the girl started sneezing, Suikotsu wasn't taken aback in the slightest as any normal folk would have been. He didn't laugh, he didn't mutter a customary 'bless you', but he did continue to stare. The girlish innocence of the girl plucked at a strand inside him like a guitar pick, making his heart beat faster. He stood up smoothly and flicked his sharp claw over the braided twain holding the straw cloak to his shoulders, if fell to the ground with clumsy ungracefulness.

This girl crossed her arms and he dared to move towards her, but only a step. He took another as he glared down into those eyes. A cold fire that could not be mistaken was present in them, he liked that more than anything else.

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