Name: Kris
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E-Mail: kuropuu28@gmail.com (preferred method of contact)
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( Full-speed ahead! )

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[ Gareki went everywhere with Nai by his side, and this event was no exception. However, he thought that he would check out the scene before taking Nai with him any further. He left him in what he thought was a safe place, until now ( Read more... )

[ The camera showed the view of the outside, and the figure of Nai running towards the vendors. ]

Gareki, Gareki! Over here!

[ he waved towards the other boy ]

[ Gareki was looking at a impressive display of goggles at the vendors when Nai called to him. He turned towards the voice and gave a small wave in return. ]

Hey.

[ Nai waved back energetically ( Read more... )

[ There ain't nothin' much to do for a kid living on the streets. Living life's hard when the city's full of corruption -- but I'm not one to talk, stealing just to get by every day. The rain never stops and the streets are never warm. The only warmth you actually find is the kid or homeless guy slumped next to you and the occasional but rare ( Read more... )

[ Gareki looks positively livid as he's fast-walking down the halls, gun in hand, and ready to fire at anyone -- or anything -- even remotely threatening. Occassionally, he tugs at the collar around his neck, just in case this nightmare decided to be over and it fell off. ]

God damn it. What the hell is this...!!

(( ooc; feel free to run into ( Read more... )

[ Gareki is seen sitting in a corner, goggles firmly placed over his eyes, surrounded by mounds of magazines and books. From some of its spines, you can tell they're all about mechanics, guns, and explosives. He has small metal box-like contraptions splayed everywhere, connected together by a seemingly infinite amount of wires. The video screen ( Read more... )

[ Static fills the screen until a light thud gets the gadget working again. A pair of black eyes stare into the lens until they pan back to show a rather handsome, boyish face, framed in shocking onyx hair. The boy’s expression is blank, yet somehow, clearly disgruntled ( Read more... )