Recent content by Aya Miyahira

Axel hopes, for the time that the two of them remain together, that he can provide a calm atmosphere for her. He is a judgment free person, after all, and therefore he wishes for it to be a judgment free zone, that doesn't require the confirmation of answers to curious questions, but just trust...

As a reoccurring nightmare plays through her head like a broken record without so much as a scrap of mercy, as her fear and sorrow is hidden behind a mask of insane laughter, Axel readies himself, preparing both his body and mind for what her reaction may be. Though he pushes the fear aside and...

A slow nod dips through Axel's head, showing that he had understood what she was saying to him. No matter how many times she told him that what she was providing was merely nothing in turn for his heroic action, he still would thank her greatly. It's just how he was, modest and grateful. Though...

In all honesty, with the faint though demanding rumble of Axel's stomach and the appearance of his dog, whom was thin as all hell with bones prominent against his fur, it was probably quite easy for one to guess just how hungry they were- starving in fact. Though Axel, being as modest as he is...

"Ah. I suppose that sounds just about right. I can definitely agree with you there, life is much easier when you're trapped in some sort of fantasy world rather than the reality surrounding you. But I found an escape more often than not in Video Games...To be honest, I'm kind of regretting not...

Axel brings his arm back to his side in a slow movement, bruised and scarred beneath the concealment of a bloody sleeve. "Yes." He responds simply, a blunt end to a singular word. "Just me and Locke." He adds on after a moment or two had passed to leave them in a short bout of silence, the tone...

"It's nice to meet you, Molly. Though it's nice to meet anyone who don't have an interest in stealing everything you have, these days." He drawls cautiously in response though keeps his tone of voice soft, drawing his free hand away from his shoelace in favor of fiddling with his mask and...

Whilst Axel gives off an overwhelmingly timid air, it wouldn't be the best word to describe him. If anything, he's soft, and appears to be afraid of being unsatisfactory to people more so than the thought of his own death. He just doesn't like to be an inconvenience, nor does he like to strike...

A clatter rushes through the air as Axel finally makes it to his destination, the fallen gate, and scrambles over it, catching his pants legs on the barbed wire ringlets and cleanly tearing off a ragged strap. The heavy fall of footsteps on thin, wire interlocks does make a horrible ruckus, and...

The lack of attention that he'd gained from the none-too bright dead scattered across the run-down city slums hadn't at all seemed to surprise Axel, not in the least. Why is that? One may ask. Well, it's simple really, he's just a regular boy that hadn't even managed to gain the attention of the...

Calloused fingers, stained with both dirt and blood run across the short though thick fur of a lanky black and brown dog that appears to be a muttly mixture of perhaps a Doberman Pinscher and a German Shepherd, streaking themselves with the thick, gunky dust that had been captured within the...

Tora shifts her gaze to Serenity, grumbling momentarily about the hundred as she swung a leg back and forth, the other neatly crossed in front of her upon the desk she was sitting on. "But you know it." She whispers, voice seemingly strained as she leans over and locks eyes with the teacher from...

Tora's eyebrows immediately quirked before the strange sensation washed over her. "H-Hey! Must you keep making decisions for me!?" She whines out in a childish manner as her eyes followed the floating blob, frowning, she hangs her head in defeat, pressing her lips closed before opening them once...

Tora was indeed listening carefully, however, she made no effort to maintain any sort of eye contact, she was completely silent apart from a gentle knocking sound as she carelessly tosses the candy around in her mouth with her tongue. When she's pointed at she lifts her thin hands out of her...

(Of course it is -w-" Damn it Tora.) Screeching to a halt in front of her teacher, Tora sharply chomped down on the plastic stick, powerful jaws easily snapping it, coughing as the as the small, thin tube, or rather more half of it tumbled to the ground. Scraping the candy itself off of the...