; 六幻— He should have expected it, but he still pouts. However, he could at least be satisfied in knowing he’d gotten her attention. Even if it wasn’t in the most flattering of ways. “… Ouch.”
“Oops.” Maybe she would have said sorry, if she actually had been. That stupid sword had to learn when he was pushing limits. “Well now that you have my attention, what exactly did you want?”
; 六幻— Since she is going to continue to be stubborn, he has is no other choice. He leans in and presses his lips to her cheek, hoping that’d get a reaction.
And maybe the slap directed at his face is more out of reflex than anything.
; 六幻— Okay, new tactic. He’s going to start tugging on her hair until she acknowledges him.
Pretend like he’s not there. Just keep pretending.
; 六幻— He’s just going to start playing with her hair, maybe even braid it.
Maybe if she pretends he isn’t there, he’ll go away.
Nothing deleted. Everything answered.
“I’m so tired why am I even alive?”
[/yes, she’s complaining to herself as she gets ready for bed.]
hi i’d like to apologize for not being on this blog really that much since I made it, but I’m going to try and get on tonight/tomorrow. wow i suck omg
; 六幻— “I guess that’s too bad." Quite childish, but he left a touch of mystery to his words so that she might just be curious enough to learn of what he had planned for them. After all, if they’re going to get in trouble for sneaking out they might as well make it a good outing. And maybe, just maybe he had a secret agenda.
”I’m going to kick you into china.” Weak. She knew it was. It was a weak threat, her voice holding no anger. Only a slight hint of annoyance that was slowly fading. Despite the way she was acting, the girl couldn’t help but be just a little curious as to what an idiot like Mugen could have thought up.