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kagonotorii: sincereperfection ; ♫ hxeir ; ♫ glassmemoir ; ♫ [ ♫ ♪ ] ——- ; ;...

Sun, 23 Feb 2014 14:26:35 -0500

sincereperfection ;  ♫

hxeir ;  ♫

glassmemoir ;  ♫

_{[ ♫ ♪  ] ——- ; ; Ultramarine hued irises flickered toward the crowded, making out a familiar face but nothing more. Out of instinct, the exuberant-like idol offered a bright smile, waving.}

_{”Hello there! It’s a pleasure to meet you guys—-! Can I do anything for you ?”}

^{the hostile rime within steeled optics remained covert ‘neath thick lashes. the near perpetual grimace that his features oft bore never once faltered as he spoke. “Pleasure? Oh yes, I’m sure it must be.” hubris acted as an anchor beneath his articulations and egotism stained the very air around them. in his mind, she was privileged to stand before him. “I fail to see what I could possibly gain from the likes of you.”}

basic information template

Sun, 23 Feb 2014 06:17:00 -0500

➜ GENERAL INFORMATION

FULL NAME: Byakuya Togami

NICKNAME(S): N/A

DATE OF BIRTH: May 5th

OCCUPATION: Future Foundation member

RELIGION: N/A

SEXUALITY: presumed heterosexual

➜ APPEARANCE

HEIGHT: 6'1"

WEIGHT: 150 lbs.

HAIR COLOR: dirty blond/light brown

EYE COLOR: pale blue/green

DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: sharp jaw, nose, & cheek bones

➜ BACKGROUND

HOMETOWN: N/A

CURRENT RESIDENCE: a room of his own within Future Foundation’s walls

FINANCIAL STATUS: N/A. all of the conglomerate’s money dissipated.

EDUCATION LEVEL: trained in multiple fields, given tutoring well-beyond the likes of college education

FATHER: previous heir of the conglomerate, deceased

MOTHER: unknown, deceased

SIBLINGS: 14 deceased half-siblings

EXTENDED FAMILY: deceased

shsld0nut: “Uh…. Is that you, Togami-kun?" She peered around the corner of the...

Sun, 23 Feb 2014 05:30:22 -0500

shsld0nut:

“Uh…. Is that you, Togami-kun?" She peered around the corner of the bookcase, nibbling on her lower lip nervously. She stumbled over a discarded box, yelping in surprise as a book fell off the shelf and onto the dusty floor below. “AAAAAAAaa!! I’m sorry!! So sorry! I—- I didn’t see that there…!”

^{"Is there something in your ears? I thought I told you to —”

thud. a thin paperback (a work of george orwell, he had skipped over it earlier) fell to the ground. despite the book being light in weight, it still managed to lift a cloud of dust in its wake. scowl etched ‘cross sallow features, he turned his head away from it.

if she had not shrieked, he may have been able to dismiss both the falling book and the louder sound of a stray box being kicked with a simple roll of the eyes. positively raucous and glaringly loud, her squawk shattered any possible attempts at returning to silence and solitude.

“How did someone so inelegant earn the title of 'ultimate swimming pro?’” he hardly waits for an answer. “It doesn’t matter.” his nostrils flare just the slightest bit. “I’m going to repeat myself once and only once more. Leave. Now. You’ve plagued the room with enough stupidity for one day.”}

xsoli: ❝ Who said I was staring at you? ...

Sun, 23 Feb 2014 05:06:39 -0500

xsoli:

❝ Who said I was staring at you?
Is not assuming rather rude, too? An ‘ass
out of u and me ’ and all that stuff you pretend
not to know in elementary school? ❞

^{“It’s hardly an assumption when I can see
you.” cue a curt scoff. “Fortunately, I can’t
say I’m familiar with such a vacuous
phrase.”}

damn. that would have been the door opening, wouldn’t it? a single beat passes before...

Sun, 23 Feb 2014 01:43:00 -0500

^{damn. that would have been the door opening, wouldn’t it? a single beat passes before he speaks.

“I have no qualms in allowing you to indulge in my attention so long as you’re quick. My amount of patience, or rather lack thereof, is hardly something to gawk at. Be grateful for this opportunity.”}

ah, that would be the quiet creak of the library’s door. it seemed he had company. ...

Sun, 16 Feb 2014 00:13:55 -0500

^{ah, that would be the quiet creak of the library’s door.
it seemed he had company.
my, what a shame.

“—— Get out.” he spoke tersely, timbres as glacial as the steel of his iris. never once did he pay any mind what they could have entered the room for ; their business was inconsequential to him.}

merusdesperatio: {▐░█ ☠ █░▌✘~ } “Wooah there pal~!” She pulled a smirk,...

Sat, 15 Feb 2014 17:31:58 -0500

merusdesperatio:

{▐░█ ☠ █░▌✘~ } “Wooah there pal~!”

           She pulled a smirk, mocking.

                                       “Wake up on the wrong side of the bed did you?
                                         Obviously it looks like someone needs a nap.
                                        I can read you bedtime story if it’ll heeelp~”

^{oh, it had to be her. how unfortunate. her very voice left an acidic taste in his mouth and a hook in his throat. he couldn’t quite name what exactly put him off. . .

perhaps it was the almost eerie ebullience of that ageless grin of hers, perhaps it was the fetid, gaudy perfume that clung to her skin and burned his nostrils.

"I’ve had enough of your simpleminded prattle in the three seconds that you’ve been standing there.” the corner of his mouth twitches with flagrant disgust. “Don’t you have somewhere else to be?”}

bungaku-shojo: [ Hands clasped at the ribbon of her uniform, slightly taken back. ] A-...

Sat, 15 Feb 2014 16:30:07 -0500

bungaku-shojo:

[ Hands clasped at the ribbon of her uniform, slightly taken back. ]

A- ah! I didn’t mean to speak out of turn —

^{“Stop.” stentorian and powerful, he brusquely cuts her off. “You’re dirtying the air with that filthy mouth of yours.” with a pronounced clap, the dull novel he had been studying a moment prior snaps shut. his nostrils flare in his brief moment of quiet.}

mysticae: To her, he was an open book. Every glance was as if she was turning the page;...

Sat, 15 Feb 2014 16:12:07 -0500

mysticae:

To her, he was an open book.

Every glance was as if she was turning the page; delving herself with new information, new knowledge. To himself, he was the ultimate enigma. To her, he was just another being, incapable of becoming the mask he created.

Her cold stare turns into a more curious one. She’s aware that he has caught onto her antics.

“Hmmm?” Her eyes avert from him to the book that laid open on her lap.

^{“You’re thinking too loudly. It’s becoming difficult to concentrate.”

his articulations were curt, each stricken with a force most unnecessary. vexation, gelid and brittle, weighed down on ‘pon his timbre. the animosity lurking there was genuine, candid from every angle. for her gaze was cumbersome, and he could no longer stand it.

her presence left him with the spectral feeling that she was circling him, poking him, prodding him, turning out his pockets, and examining their contents all without ever moving from her seat.

“—— Leave.”}

memoriamagus: ”—Oh, I’m sorry. I wasn’t aware that I was... gaping at...

Sat, 15 Feb 2014 15:51:27 -0500

memoriamagus:

_{”—Oh, I’m sorry. I
         wasn’t aware that I
         was... gaping at you,
         but can you tell me
    where I am?”}

^{agitation, blatant and heavy, whittles away at pallid features, leaving bloodless lines above his brow. his patience was never ample in amount.

“Tch. You’re just wandering aimlessly? Even stupidity has to have a limit.” he doesn’t even grace her query with a proper answer.}

his tongue was callused by ridges of silver; his irises were plated by that of steel. the...

Sat, 15 Feb 2014 15:20:23 -0500

^{his tongue was callused by ridges of silver; his irises were plated by that of steel. the gears turned round and round within his temples, grating and grinding against each other with heavy thought.

and oh, he was sure she could see them.
and my, did he hate the fact that she did.

being held under a microscope, being read like an insipid file…

“—— Enough.” abruptly, he breaks the silence.}

bungaku-shojo: — Y-Yes? “I don’t recall giving you ...

Sat, 15 Feb 2014 00:22:23 -0500

bungaku-shojo:

— Y-Yes?

^{“I don’t recall giving you
permission to speak.”}

silence. & then… ...

Fri, 14 Feb 2014 22:31:06 -0500

^{silence.
& then…
“— Fukawa.”}

“— Staring is quite rude. Should you have nothing more to offer me than an ...

Fri, 14 Feb 2014 22:25:00 -0500

^{“— Staring is quite rude.
Should you have nothing
more to offer me than an
asinine gape, I suggest
you take your leave.”}

1. What they smell like: He smells like a lot of things mixed in one, so it’s a bit difficult to...

Fri, 14 Feb 2014 00:19:00 -0500

_{1. What they smell like:}^{He smells like a lot of things mixed in one, so it’s a bit difficult to label. Unlike his presence, his scent is actually appealing. In the smell, there are traces of something akin to bombazine and expensive soap(s). There’s also something you can’t quite name that leaves the balm heavy in texture. Nonetheless, it’s pleasant.}

_{2. How they sleep (sleeping position, schedule, etc):}
^{The schedule at which he sleeps tends to shift. There are some nights that he spends simply reading and indulging in the files of his library, more specifically, the cold case files, and some that he simply retires early. The time he gets up in the morning varies as well. If he didn’t read the previous night, it’s probable that he’ll wake up at some ungodly hour and go read. If not, he’ll wake up at around 8:30 in the morning.

Even if he gets the opportunity to sleep in, he won’t. He can’t stand it. It leaves a bad taste in his mouth and throws him off.}

^{When he is asleep, he doesn’t wake up. He’s a classic heavy sleeper, and doesn’t move around very much. He usually sleeps on his sides and his legs are slightly bent. The position of his arms vary.

To sleep, he needs white noise in the background. He often has a fan on the floor to create some kind of sound. Silence is something he can’t bear when trying to sleep. In a sense, it’s almost too loud.

Once he’s asleep, it’s best not to wake him up. If woken up abruptly, he can be a tad frightening. He doesn’t yell or anything, but the look in his eyes would be enough to leave a scar on you.}

_{3. What music they enjoy:}
^{He tends to lean more toward classical music more than anything else. He’s never particularly liked pop or rock. He likes slower songs. Orchestral pieces, works featuring the piano, and songs centered around the acoustic guitar are those he favors the best.}

_{4. How much time they spend getting ready every morning:}
^{He takes his time in the shower, waking himself up and just taking some time to think and relax before he plunges into work. Though he won’t admit it, this is a solace he needs. He spends half an hour in the shower at maximum. He gives his hair some time to dry as he dresses himself. Over all, he spends about 45 minutes to an hour getting ready every morning.}

_{5. Their favorite thing to collect:}
^{The kid has a lot of calligraphy pens. I wouldn’t call it collecting, but he keeps them all in pristine condition and uses them all equally. His library is also quite extensive.}

_{6. Left or right-handed:}
^{He can use both of his hands well, but I wouldn’t quite call him ambidextrous. He has the tendency to lean toward his right hand. He’s currently trying to train his left hand to be equally as adept as his right.}

_{7. Religion (if any):}
^{He’s never seen a reason to believe in a higher power, nor as he ever had an interest in searching for one. Atheist.}

_{8. Favorite sport:}
^{Physical sports? No. He finds things like rugby and football to be boring and somewhat barbaric. His favorite games are those that challenge him intellectually. Naturally, the person he’s competing with has to be a challenge as well. but he hates losing.}

_{9. Favorite touristy thing to do when traveling:}
^{To be honest, he doesn’t do anything touristy when travelling. He’s been to many different countries, but he’s never really stood out. He keeps to himself and does what he’s there to do. However, he often stares out the window during drives. He enjoys the aesthetics.}

_{10. Favorite kind of weather:}
^{Calm, cool weather. His favorite time of year is just around when autumn is transitioning into winter.}

_{11. A weird/obscure fear they have:}
^{I wouldn’t call it obscure, but he fears failing. It’s not an option. To fail slip up in the slightest would be doing an extreme dishonor to the siblings that were exiled from the Togami family after his victory over them all. He would also be smearing the family name. He’s got a lot of weight on his shoulders. Another part of this fear is letting himself down. He has high expectations for himself. Perhaps a bit too high.}

_{12. The carnival/arcade game they always win without fail:}
^HA.