Rukia Kurosaki

Gives her a potato~

With all this magic muffin talk I'm concerned about whether I should eat the chocolate one hidden in my fridge... oo

hahahahahahahahahaha- Internet. Nutella or Marshmallow Fluff?

Harvest some from another planet or artificially create it from hydrogen and oxygen. What would you do if your life turned into a rom-com anime and you got to write it?

*poke* xP

Vanilla~ Conan or Shinichi?

[And then I make bad Bane references and try to convince you to live... Yeah... Stop dying! DDX ] Garnet sighed. There was no more she could do without creating complications, and Sakila's pulse was dropping rapidly. What could have done this?! Despite her violent past, she'd never had someone die in front of her like this. Even in her back-alley dueling days this hadn't happened. She'd always been able to patch up others, herself, life... but this girl was different. Whatever had done this was not human. Not even a mana-wielding human... Mumbling to herself, Garn brushed glass from her skin and shook her head. Resolved to destroy whatever had attacked the girl, she looked up at Misaki helplessly, now scared for Sakila's life. "What do I...?" As she asked, the pulse of the young girl lying beside her ceased, and she froze.

[And my characters never deal well with that xP After we try to save you, then you have my permission to die. xD ]

Garnet sighed and shoved her hands in her pockets, closing her eyes. She still couldn't figure out anything about that scene. There was no sense of magic, and no way the killer would have gotten away without leaving a trail of blood behind... No person could have committed that murder and gotten out, cleaned himself up, dodged suspicion, and either escaped campus or hidden without having been noticed... With a start, she looked up at the sound of glass breaking and screams. "Sakila!" "What happened!?" "Someone call Chills!" "Like, oh my gosh! The blood! Look! It spells out, 'It begins'!" "Sakila! Open your eyes!" "Hey!" The girl dashed away from the stairwell and pushed her way through the crowd, only stopping to kneel beside the fallen girl. "I dunno what's goin' on, but I've dealt with wounds before... Sorry if it hurts a bit, but I'm gonna try an' help..." I wasn't just a fighter. I was also the go-to for first aid. After all that, it's no surprise I know so much. Garnet took a bobby pin and swept her orange bangs out of her eyes, pinning them back before removing the once-white coat from the girl. Luckily there was no glass beneath her to be wary of. Taking a deep breath, she focused her attention on the glass shards sticking out of Sakila's skin. She coursed small amounts of fire through them, attempting to cauterize the larger wounds and prevent more blood loss. In the process, each piece of broken glass lifted from her and dropped away. The smaller ones that barely leaked any red were treated with her bandaids and antibiotic ointment. Working more delicately around the girl's face, she hurriedly picked shards out of her skin and focused mana on the areas, hoping a trick she'd used a few times would work again. She let traces of magic into the wounds and the girl's mind, hoping it could help with recovery, and closed her eyes. Beyond herself, Misaki, and the milling crowd of panicked students, there had been another presence... It didn't feel solid or even totally real, but it was one of the most negative things she'd felt in a long while. "Don't touch Sakila," she whispered. "Or the others... I'll find you. Then the fight begins." What the...? Did I just say that? Aloud? Stupid... SIghing at her assumption that this was more than an accident, she wiped away the blood with one of her spare cloths and felt the pulse on the side of Sakila's neck. Unsteady, slow, but there, it was a hopeful whisper. Checking that the bleeding had stopped, she took her tube of burn cream from the bag she always carried, shaking it. There was still plenty. Working quickly and as delicately as possible, she applied the ointment to the cauterized gashes, totally silent and for once entirely focused. I swear you'll be okay, so when you wake up, smile for Misaki, 'kay? You're giving her a heart attack over there... Glancing at the other younger girl, Garnet gave her a thumbs up, again monitoring Sakila's pulse. She ignored the shaking of her hands at the feeling of the other girl's blood and took her other spare cloth from her bag, wiping the red from Sakila's face and exposed skin before glaring at the message left in the same color.

Nice. Mine will likely never get that long. I keep mine off my neck. xD Though I like my bangs kinda long since they're fluffy/curly. Eh, while we're discussing hair, I think ponytails look epic on guys. xP But then again I like ambiguosity~

I throw it at you ninja star-style. Since it's a storebought cookie, it's hard as a rock and gives you a concussion. In your baffled state, you walk into traffic and are hit by a Keebler Cookie delivery truck. A pendant.

I want an excuse to wear my cosplay without begging for candy at random neighbor's doors.

Charmander. xP Unless it's Totodile, no water starters. Then again I stopped playing at like Gen 3/4~ Would ya rather bike two miles or run one?

Would you try them Au Gratin? **

"I don't care if I have to tear you away myself and hold you back until my words get to you, I'm not leaving this ledge without your hand in mine and a smile on your face."

Hazelnut. ** Security or Freedom?

I'm in that situation politically anyway xD I can always prove it with LOGIC POWER People start coming to you for advice in something you have no experience in.

http://youtu.be/ex-EZuSrXR8

DCW's Pokemon Master~

Rye-neechan~

I didn't know you were a drug, AL. xP (couldn't resist, sorry. hehe)

*high five* Well I am L xD Referred to as him by most of my friends.

*sighhh* I don't like them touching me though. = = Especially when it's people I don't like. Then there are the comments "How often do you dye it? Are you ever going to grow it out?" No.

.... All this team Kira. I'm on to you, Light...