Death will stand where life once stood.
OOC: it happened enough for me to say something about it >:[
Word Count → 443
The eyes of the artist were sharp so he had noticed a change in her appearance, for she was not as thin as she once was. He noted the looks of the woman, and knew that eventually she would be back to her thin self. He hoped she would at least. She moved her graceful body towards him and she would take a seat next to him like he had asked her to, and then she would reply to him about how she was feeling. She told him that she was feeling well, which was good to hear because of the last time she was in this condition, she had been distraught and horribly emotional. He remembered the day that she had cried on his shoulder because she just couldn't take it all. He remembered that in detail, and he hoped that she was no lying to him, he did doubt that she was lying though because she did not seem like it this time around. Ist du being taken cares auf? it was a random question, but he knew that being taken care of in such a situation was important. He twitched and cleared his throat before the woman asked him what was wrong with him. Why he was all pissy. He groaned unhappily, not wanting to think about it, but the woman just had to ask.
Talitha ist ein whore,-NYEHBITCHCUNTDICK- und ein liar. the man spoke, his voice dark, and very unhappy. The man's ridge (that was mostly shaven because of his new tattoo) stood up on edge as he started to get slightly angry about having to even think about the next words that he'd tell the woman. Und Ich vas stupids enough to takes her as mein mate, like anydhing vould change. -NYEHT- Ve've done nozhing but fights, fights, fights. the man spoke, a growl emitting from his lungs as he ended his words before his neck wouldtwitch to the right and he would clear his throat again. Ich so fucking stupids. But Ich knew she vouldn't reject mich. Not like odhers vould. She nicht cares abouts mein.....deformities. why the male called them deformities was because that's how everyone else would describe them, and he had no better word for them so he figured he might as well just play along.
Ich made ein terribles mistakes... Und Ich vould probablies -TITTIEFUCK-be shunned more if Ich tries to corrects ist. the male spoke as his ivory hands found his forehead, and he pushed his bangs out of his face. The male twitched his tail and he blinked as well as let out a small sigh from his lips. Was soll ich tun?
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