It's always cold up in the north
10-17-2013, 02:56 AM
Ryouta laughed at the male, so yes he was a friend no doubt. She loved it, she couldn't kill him, but that just meant she could have different fun with him and try to get into his head. Her tail wagged back and forth as she pulled onto her stomach tilting her head at the male. "You're as interesting as a dead beat at the moment, even the slaves have more class than you." She laughed chuckling nearly out of her control. He could snap at her if he wanted, but that would only result in her snapping back(harder). Her blue eyes narrowing on him, then relaxing as she raised her head. "Do you like death Ryouta likes death!" Out of the blue she asked the question. Did he like death like she did? Or was he an idiot who was obsessed with life? Speech, |