These Filthy Pieces Of Me [MOD]

[★ Ryuujin !]

★ AKIRA ★

I want to live in fire, with all the taste I desire.
You lose your routine,
'cause I found my path.
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Watching each move the taillow made, Tim smiles softly, curious about the thoughts going through its mind. What would a wild pokemon think of such acts toward another human? It wasn't something immediate to their life, nor would it really seem to matter to someone who... didn't actively dwel in the affairs of humans. Sitting down, he put his forepaws before him, balancing in a rather child-like stance, a single ear twitching as the bird spoke again, causing his head to tilt with curiosity. <Maybe not... but... even if he doesn't like it, I think it's kinda cool looking...> the mouse admitted, looking up at Akira with a wide grin as the boy turned from his previous activity to sit next to Tim with a sigh.

Reaching out with a hand, he scratched the tiny yellow head of the pokemon, Tim leaning into the contact more and more with each passing moment. <Some people judge him for it, think he's a bad person... but... He's really not. It may be better for him this way though, people leave him alone, more often than not. He likes being alone alot.> Not once did the Pichu stop to think that maybe he was giving off a little too much information, or saying things he simply shouldn't... but... it wasn't anything bad, right?

To say the least, Akira was pleased with the promise of rain that the rolling clouds brought - the particular weather having a calming effect on the boy and found himself silently urging them closer, "It may rain, Tim. Would you be ready for that?" The teen asked his friend, the pokemon nodding happily at this. <You know I've been waiting for this!>

lolRyuu'sfuckingpowercorddied
She has a laptop nao though << All is fixed.

[Jay]

The Tailow slowly nodded his head in slight understanding. Once more his eyes drew up to the boy, and after a few seconds, he fluttered upwards and landed precariously on Akira's head looking down at him now. <Hello...> was the full greeting the bird gave to the boy. Meanwhile, the thunder continued to rumble in the distance, and the sound of crackling vibrated in the air. The Hoothoot's voice cried out again but fell to silence once more. Far off out a window, a Pidgey group could be seen flying off towards the trees around the tower. It seemed that they possibly felt safer in that location.