Post by Nakatsukasa Megumi on Jan 16, 2013 9:21:46 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background-image: url(http://i1237.photobucket.com/albums/ff470/DBlaine/574241-2-1.jpg), bTable][cs=2] [style=font: italic normal bold 19px/16px Helvetica; color: #944196; letter-spacing: -2px]Addicted to those glances, taking chances tonight[/style][style=font: bold 10px Helvetica; color: #833985; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.4em #c2a5a0]I NEED A FIX IN THOSE HEROIN EYES[/style] |
[atrb=style, background: #fcfcfa; padding: 8px; border-top: 3px solid #525657; border-bottom: 3px solid #525657; opacity: 0.5][style=height: 300px; overflow: auto; font: 11px Tahoma; padding-right: 10px; text-align: justify; color: 0a0a0a] Megumi stepped forwards, turning her head first, as she felt the tapping on her shoulder. She saw the girls face, placing a face with the voice she had just heard. Faster now, she turned her full body, bringing her hand up to her face, with her thumb out, sliding her thumb across the bottom of her nose, as her hand would finally freeze in a thumbs up position, held just off to the side of her face, creating an epic pose. With the pose she had also smiled, letting a ray of the sunlight shimmer from her teeth. Megumi had a smirk upon her lips, as if confidently presenting herself in a charismatic way. After only a moment, Megumi let out a low and deep, yet feminine giggle, lowering her hand, and flicking her beige cloak back, letting it flow down slowly, now able to place her hands upon her hips. Under her cloak tightly strapped to her side where her katana, and on the opposite side; her ninja pouch, which were once again concealed due to the cloak. “My name is Megumi Nakatsukasa, and I do not require payment, but rather I require those who are ready to learn, and endure rigorous training. What is your name?” Megumi announced, then loudly asking her question, sounding much like a drill sergeant. She stood staring into Ina’s eyes, every once in a while, scanning over her body, looking for a way to tell if she was far too injured to train. While training people from the hospital was her goal, it was not her goal to allow injured people to become more injured through training. She looked for broken bones, or deep wounds covered in stiches, blood soaked bandages, the works. The small glimpses had not been enough to fully check at that moment. Megumi waited for Ina to respond with her name, taking the rose from Izo, as it too glistened in whatever sun was still out. As the crystal ice flower had been held in her hand, it would slowly drip brilliant droplets of ice cold water, which had seemed more like liquid diamonds the way they reflected the rays of the sun. She held onto the flower, not letting the cold of her palm allow her to drop it. [/style] |
[style=border: 5px solid #411d42; width: 310px; background: #833985; font: 11px Tahoma; padding-right: 10px; text-align: center; color: 393939]TAG: WORDS: NOTES: CREDIT: DamonCy of NE[/style] |