OFF [aka, open]

[BAMBI MIYAMOTO]

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[atrb=style,width:450px;height:250px;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/dDxps.png);][atrb=valign,top][style=float:left;height:100px;width:100px;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/ZwpPk.png);-webkit-border-radius:50px;-moz-border-radius:50px;border-radius:50px; margin-left:17.5px;margin-top:7px;][style=margin-top:110px; text-align:center;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/OrPoh.png);color:#f0f0f0;font-family:georgia;font-style:italic;letter-spacing:-1px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #cccccc;]words,[/style][style=font-family:arial;font-size:10px;color:#0f0f0f;overflow: auto;]530[/style][style=text-align:center;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/OrPoh.png);color:#f0f0f0;font-family:georgia;font-style:italic;margin-top:7px;letter-spacing:-1px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #cccccc;]tags,[/style][style=font-family:arial;font-size:10px;color:#0f0f0f; overflow: auto;]aka, open[/style][style=text-align:center;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/OrPoh.png);color:#f0f0f0;font-family:georgia;font-style:italic;margin-top:7px;letter-spacing:-1px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #cccccc;]notes,[/style][style=font-family:arial;font-size:10px;color:#0f0f0f;text-align:justify;]just trying to get it started, feel free to join[/style][/style][style=width:300px;height:250px;float:right;overflow:auto;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;text-align:justify; text-transform:lowercase;color:#0f0f0f;padding:5px 5px 5px 5px;border-left:5px double #404040;]Off. Today Bambi was off in many ways. First of all, she was off Dolce today. The girl couldn't remember when was the last time she had a day for herself only. And second, she off because she didn't feel like doing nothing. She didn't tell her parents she had a day off today, but they didn't ask either. Nowadays, they seemed more interested in their youngest, perfect daughters than in their rebel older one. If they had asked though, Bambi would have said the truth and they would have made her stay home and do homework or something like that. Good thing they weren't very interested in her life, as long as she kept herself away from trouble. The environment in Dolce was good enough but Bambi wasn't the best at it. She had never made breakfast for herself, how could they expect her to carry a tray with 3 dishes in it without spilling some tea? Luckily for her, the customers found it amusing. She didn't. They were making fun of her while she was trying her best but whatever, if this kept her away from trouble, so be it. It wasn't as bad as being in a school filled with preppy girl who could only talk about their new Chanell bag or their latest trip to Paris. If possible, all Bambi wanted was to live calmly. And possibly change her first name. She had yet to figure out who's idea it was to call their daughter "Bambi". Did she look like a deer from a Disney's movie?! Not to mention that Bambina meant child in Italian, which was where she was born in the first place. What was the point if she were 14 years old and got people calling her a child? She didn't like it one bit. And how come none of her sisters had names similar to hers?! She was the only one with such a name. How fair was that?! With so little on her mind, the green eyed girl had decided to take a walk on the shopping mall. Maybe buy something, who knew. Taking a left turn, there it was. Her reason to have come all the way here. The store in front of her was no other than a pet shop, with a baby ferret looking right at her. Okay, maybe that was exaggerating a bit, but it was so cute, small and fluffy. In less than 10 minutes, she was walking out of the shop with a bag full of material for her new furry friend on her left hand, while on her other harm she carried Ashley. Why Ashley? When the clerk asked what did she want to name it, she didn't dare to ask if it was a boy or a girl, so she decided Ashley was a name fitting for both. Ash for boy and Ashley for girl. Definitely not as bad as Bambi. She was getting weird looks but it didn't matter. She had found herself a new friend, a true one. Sitting down on a bench nearby, she had now to figure out if it was a girl or a boy. Too bad she sucked at Biology. [/style]

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[AKA GARENA]

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Our lines of sight intersect within this closed world, HIDING MY BURNT HEART, I APPROACH YOU

Feeling a little unwell, the brunette of Dolce who often disguises as a male would rather slouch and then roll about to other places, such to make things interesting. What Aka hated the most was being boring, or so, in other words, being someone who is technically not entertaining and so as her surroundings. It has appeared to her notion that everyday should be interesting, and pretty piqued to topic, but all she can hear is the blabber of the others. Chatter isn’t much her thing too, unless if she hears something unusual. It may be because she was born of a richer class and someone who is prettily expected with all the standards, now that she might have the yakuza of her family in her hands. Danger… is very cautious to her as well. Now that there are rumors about her being the next heir (which was true), her life became much on the line of hazard, but this is how she prefers it instead of staying dull.

Of course, even if this happens, her first priority is herself and then the work she has on Dolce. Being a waitress was not much a big deal for someone who is filthy rich, but why the bloody haired brunette chose this job was because she wanted to learn a lot. Her childhood was stolen since she grew with bars of tutors and lectures every now and then, as such she learned things that are normal to be ‘dangerous’ for those who are around her. Careful she would be, but she cannot pretend being honest most of the time. Aka can be such a child herself… simply because she didn’t experience how fun it was being all young now that she’s seventeen years old, turning eighteen with her debut on a crowded place.

Blinking her eyes little while stretching her arms with a stifled yawn, she rubbed little and took her pen. She noticed that she has been drawing doodles all over her paper instead of paying attention and reasoned that she can study later and even skip, but that wasn’t a good option. Her cousins would scold at her if she acted like that, pretty rebellious and demanding since she’ll be the next boss. Even so, she just wanted to have things her way sometimes which she craved, however she is still limited. Grunting to the sudden action, Aka only thought of having the day end with eating something instead, since she scans around and saw that the place where she was is not helping, turning her in to a bored state of reaction. She wouldn’t want that, because she has MPD (Multiple Personality Disorder) which she can manage but rather stays shut with the topic.

Moving on, like days that passes and night that comes, Aka stabled herself in to the normal areas. People and the likes were thoroughly one of her basic interests but when it comes to the dull topics such as love life, she would just give a pokerface. For someone who grew too close on bars and no windows, while harnessed with such intelligence, the brunette is dumbfounded about these things. Surely someone else can teach her, but she’s kind of shy to ask for something like that.

Today, she only blended with a number of people and made a few friends, being polite and honest like she would be. While carrying her knapsack and a sketchpad wearing male clothing and a hat that hid her very lengthy hair, the brunette was oblivious as a woman. To the eyes of the male she is one different woman, and to the females, might be a trap girl or a trap boy. She chuckled to these reactions finding it once to make her day. With further approaches, she only spoke soft on a slide. Friends are getting many and free now that she has some time. Her lips curved to a smile, only to express her opinions about this while facing a female she doesn’t know. “Yo, you seem busy.”

[/b] Those were simple but she waved to that.[/blockquote][/size]
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I now set up a trap to capture your captivated heart
AND THEN I CAPTURE YOU.

WORDS 682 TAG bambi, open MUSIC n/a
NOTES >o>;; pardon my lateness, and sorry if it’s rushed. I managed to sneak a bit around break time, it’s still my exams week though TnT;; and I kind of rushed this so its crappy, Aka’s talking to Bambi in a casual and informal way, btw~
TEMPLATE gannello

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[BAMBI MIYAMOTO]

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“Ashley.”

[/b]

Aka had thought of it little, but she didn’t make it that obvious. The complex setting of the girl while having a pet since she noticed wasn’t really new at all – it just happens that the flaming red hair and red eyes were rather scary to the approach. Meanwhile, she was having her small talks to the course, but she wasn’t one to judge on things like that. The brunette would feel bad if someone would think of her as a weirdo, in fact, the people around her are the weirdos themselves. She wanted to chuckle to that idea, but then she recalls that she was asking someone from the same class or something, of being busy.

Yes, the brown haired girl responded to her formally, though something tells this brunette that she has seen her before. I am not so sure… Most of the time the Dolce café would be practically open and she would be there on service, while her supervisor watches over her and the other waitresses. On the other hand, the Sakura who were composed of males, was definitely interesting itself, while she smirks and thinks of how the other café would manage on to problems. Then again, Aka wasn’t an ordinary girl, so she just have to stay under low profile, or else she would be discovered sooner.

However, coming back to full senses after drifting informally on her head the mixing thoughts, she blinked her eyes, realizing that the Ashley she was saying wasn’t really her name, but rather a thing or a person that she’s being compared to. “Well, whoever that person or thing is better be someone with red hair and red eyes then.”[/b] Her answer was simple with a small approach, as she shrugs and leans on one side, sticking up a candy from her pocket. She always had one or two, or maybe a pack, her cousins whining and sometimes being annoyed with all the sweets that she’s buying, and not to mention, some were even rather expensive than normal candy.

Every time she was reminded of that, she thought of how the world was cruel to her. Not definitely cruel, but rather being born on a said background. She learned maturely and lost childhood, but her actions says it otherwise, being thought clueless and of pity. She hated those things, and oddly thinks of people as candies who are feeding her with sweetness which was solely a big excuse or a lie. The brunette continued to nibble on her sweet candy while she touches on her white hat with feathers, and then a rose petal that fell off on her hand accidentally. The rose also reminded of her, with that color and hell of a description, an omen.

Sour to hear, right? “You seem familiar though, have we met?”[/b]

She was directly asking this person while drifting away from the other people who knew her and told them mentally that she’d be busy talking with someone else. Of course they understood that, and Aka was glad that she doesn’t have to stress herself like a boss in front of them unlike towards her male cousins..[/blockquote][/size]
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I now set up a trap to capture your captivated heart
AND THEN I CAPTURE YOU.

WORDS 530 TAG bambi, open MUSIC n/a
NOTES >o>;; pardon my lateness, and sorry if it’s rushed. I managed to sneak a bit around break time, it’s still my exams week though TnT;; and I kind of rushed this so its crappy, Aka’s talking to Bambi in a casual and informal way, btw~
TEMPLATE gannello

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[BAMBI MIYAMOTO]

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[atrb=style,width:450px;height:250px;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/dDxps.png);][atrb=valign,top][style=float:left;height:100px;width:100px;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/ZwpPk.png);-webkit-border-radius:50px;-moz-border-radius:50px;border-radius:50px; margin-left:17.5px;margin-top:7px;][style=margin-top:110px; text-align:center;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/OrPoh.png);color:#f0f0f0;font-family:georgia;font-style:italic;letter-spacing:-1px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #cccccc;]words,[/style][style=font-family:arial;font-size:10px;color:#0f0f0f;overflow: auto;]469[/style][style=text-align:center;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/OrPoh.png);color:#f0f0f0;font-family:georgia;font-style:italic;margin-top:7px;letter-spacing:-1px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #cccccc;]tags,[/style][style=font-family:arial;font-size:10px;color:#0f0f0f; overflow: auto;]aka, open[/style][style=text-align:center;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/OrPoh.png);color:#f0f0f0;font-family:georgia;font-style:italic;margin-top:7px;letter-spacing:-1px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #cccccc;]notes,[/style][style=font-family:arial;font-size:10px;color:#0f0f0f;text-align:justify;]sorrysorrysorrysorry!! Also, this is Ashley[/style][/style][style=width:300px;height:250px;float:right;overflow:auto;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;text-align:justify; text-transform:lowercase;color:#0f0f0f;padding:5px 5px 5px 5px;border-left:5px double #404040;]Where exactly had she seen this girl/boy? Bambi was bad with names but she was actually rather good in remembering faces. She could have seen this person at school or maybe at work. It was probably at work though. At school, Bambi liked to hang in less crowded places to avoid having too many awkward conversations. Bambi's green eyes wondered to the person next to her and she still couldn't tell if it was a she or a he. When it came to Ashley, well she'd just search in on Google later, but she couldn't do the same thing for a person. - Excuse me but are you a girl or a boy? Was she being dumb? Pretty much yes, but polite as well, it was important. Bambi was just like that, honest to the core. She couldn't lie even if she wanted to. Besides, talking to someone not knowing their gender was weird. Not that she cared about genders, she treated guys and girls the same way, which sometimes resulted in problems. The Italian-Japanese girl couldn't understand how women wanted equality but when she did so and treated them both the same way, girls would get angry at her. Had she been away from civilization for so long in that forsaken Girl's School that she no longer knew how to socialize? It was possible. Even her sisters thought Bambi was the weird one. As the other party commented Ashley, Bambi looked down at her ferret. At the shop she didn't have courage to ask if it was female or male, and yet she did so with this person. Maybe that was because the brunette felt like she knew this person but to be sure, she had to know if she was dealing with a boy or a girl. Ashley's fur was almost like a brown panda and his or her eyes were black. Showing her new pet to the person next to her, Bambi added. - No, Ashley doesn't have red hair or red eyes. But it's cute though. Was she saying that the person next to her was cute? Maybe without thinking she was. Either way, it was the truth. Ashley was cute and this person was good looking as well. This time the green eyed took her time analyzing this person. Yes, she had definitely seen her or him before, she just couldn't say where exactly. So answering the next question was easy. - I'm under the same impression. Do you ever go to Dolce? It was a shot in the dark but Bambi figured it was the most probable place to know someone. Besides, it'd make all sense for someone to go there. It was great for both genders after all, while Sakura was the kind of coffee shop a girl would go to. [/style]

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[AKA GARENA]

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The moment the other asked her, she blinks her eyes. Am I really that much of a girl and a guy?

If she was messing around, just like what the rest would say, the brunette would have been giggling and somehow pretend the opposite gender, or worst, treats the other like a gay. Even so, she didn’t messed around recklessly, however for this other person here, she just smiled and then gave her a soft reply, but not messing around. “Well, what do you see of me?”

[/b] She wanted to know first what she would think of, rather than throw what her real gender is. It would be discovered sooner or later then, since no matter what Aka does, she’s still a woman and she can just hide it for disguise. Likewise, the brunette is still a woman, even if someone turns the tables in or out.

So well, it turns out that the Ashley that the other was saying was a pet. Aka didn’t feel offended. Her eyes looked at the ferret which was beside the owner. Her face remained notoriously obvious that she is pretty clueless and somewhat indifferent next, but on her inside, like any other girls would react when something cute appears, she goes ‘squee!’. The pet is so cute! Funny how her outside appearance stays still and likely, but her inside feelings are mixing because of the adorable creature that was presented before her. She doesn’t know if she should be all wacky at this stuff, but being cute… is something she doesn’t understand when it comes to people saying that to her. A girl with red hair and red eyes would be considered as an ‘omen’, that was her mind setting since then. She knows that because she has been treated like that for so long, she froze herself mentally focused on being mature and even drop her childhood. Well, that was her sad life.

Commenting a little towards the girl, she smiles. ”I’m glad you didn’t think of me as scary then.”[/b] With no permission, she already petted the ferret since she cannot hold longer on her sudden fetish for cute stuff and otome games. It’s not pretty obvious, yes?

Her fingers gently felt the soft fur and for a moment, she decided to sit. No one else was looking anyway, so it should have been safer now that the two can talk much. Just as she was about to talk to, the other girl had named the café she has been working on. “Yeah, I’m a waitress there. The supervisors took me in.”[/b] She shrugged little to that too, fidgety remembering her first day when she was forced to work there just because she was about to go to Sakura. Dear me… Apparently Sakura had guys, so she ended up here.

Then again, the question turns good. The brunette gave a smile again. “Well I guess then that answers my gender.”[/b] Before she could even forget about telling the truth, that is. Aka slid a bit her hands to her pockets while her other removes her cap and places it beside her slacks. ”Maybe I wasn’t just that talkative at the café, so we didn’t recognize each other. Usually my cousins would pick me up afterwards so… yeah, being antisocial a bit in work sucks.”[/b][/blockquote][/size]
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I now set up a trap to capture your captivated heart
AND THEN I CAPTURE YOU.

WORDS 556 TAG bambi, open MUSIC n/a
NOTES It's ok! I was busy too so don't be sorry! <3
TEMPLATE gannello

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[BAMBI MIYAMOTO]

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[atrb=style,width:450px;height:250px;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/dDxps.png);][atrb=valign,top][style=float:left;height:100px;width:100px;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/ZwpPk.png);-webkit-border-radius:50px;-moz-border-radius:50px;border-radius:50px; margin-left:17.5px;margin-top:7px;][style=margin-top:110px; text-align:center;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/OrPoh.png);color:#f0f0f0;font-family:georgia;font-style:italic;letter-spacing:-1px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #cccccc;]words,[/style][style=font-family:arial;font-size:10px;color:#0f0f0f;overflow: auto;]469[/style][style=text-align:center;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/OrPoh.png);color:#f0f0f0;font-family:georgia;font-style:italic;margin-top:7px;letter-spacing:-1px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #cccccc;]tags,[/style][style=font-family:arial;font-size:10px;color:#0f0f0f; overflow: auto;]aka, open[/style][style=text-align:center;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/OrPoh.png);color:#f0f0f0;font-family:georgia;font-style:italic;margin-top:7px;letter-spacing:-1px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #cccccc;]notes,[/style][style=font-family:arial;font-size:10px;color:#0f0f0f;text-align:justify;]sorrysorrysorrysorry!! Also, this is Ashley[/style][/style][style=width:300px;height:250px;float:right;overflow:auto;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;text-align:justify; text-transform:lowercase;color:#0f0f0f;padding:5px 5px 5px 5px;border-left:5px double #404040;]There weren't many people around with eyes and hair as colorful as the person next to her so Bambi should know her or him. Sometimes she wished she was better at remembering people than school stuff or Dolce's menu. She studied those things, but she never studied people. Why would she anyway? Yet now it would be very helpful to remember who this person was. So as the other person asked what did Bambi see, she had no problem replying. - If your clothes were tighter it would be easier to tell. Just looking at your face, you are quite pretty but I haven't seen that many guys yet and I'm not sure if there are handsome guys around. That's why I am slightly confused and I pardon if I made you unconfortable. Bambi hadn't realized before but it was true. Her tongue only spoke the truth after all. The green eyed girl had been in Japan for a little more than 2 weeks and she hadn't been out very much. Sure, she saw some good looking guys in Dolce but in Italy, she had seen guys in the airport that looked like girls. Bambi couldn't tell one from another anymore. The half Italian girl was somewhat confused. Why would she be scared? Sure, there were people who looked scary but this wasn't one of them. Although he or she didn't smile much, Bambi could see no evil in the face looking at her new pet. Instead of opening her mouth and let her honest tongue do the work, Bambi kept her mouth shut. She had said enough. And when this person petted Ashley, Bambi was even more sure she or he wasn't a bad person, nor scary. So she just smiled at this familiar stranger. When said person sat down next to her, Bambi didn't even got up to give her some more space. She figured there was enough for both of them. And if there wasn't, it was up to this person to say so. she didn't mind this red haired sitting next to her without asking for permission, but she wasn't going to move either. As soon as the red eyed mentioned to be a waitress, Bambi put 2 and 2 together. There was only one person working there that had red eyes and hair. - You're Aka right? Bambi didn't knew anyone else with such vibrant hair and eye colors, even less working with her in Dolce. How come she didn't notice it before? And wait, why didn't Aka remember her? After all, she broke the record of broken plates and cups on her first 3 days working there. It sure did answer the question about her gender. Not only was she a waitress in the same place as Bambi, but Bambi recalled her having a rather big chest. The green eyed was still surprised as to why she didn't figured it out before. Aka did have a point. Although Bambi wasn't very talkative either at work, that was because she didn't fully trusted anyone there. Besides, she was either being mocked for her clumsiness or being yelled at for the same reason. God knew how she managed to keep her job. - Let's start again. I am Bambi Asami Miyamoto, but please call me Ami. Once again, Bambi blushed at the mention of her first name. Unlike most teenage girls, the half Italian had no problems with her body, but instead, she hated her first name. [/style]

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[AKA GARENA]

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Our lines of sight intersect within this closed world, HIDING MY BURNT HEART, I APPROACH YOU

The brunette looked at the other person after the first comment. She asked if she was a boy or a girl, and she replied to this. Wow, really? She would rather quote on such things in a non-fancier manner, but knowing that the other person might be someone she really knows, she smiled and listened. She wasn’t the type who would mock and folly all around (except with her cousins, since she’s so used to smacking their heads down). After all, it is quite a ‘sin’ to lie on things, right? In this case though, her highness Aka Garena simply responded with another question, frolicking mentally of whatnot to do afterwards. Had she been a guy she would have hit this woman with a flirtatious approach, but then she wouldn’t do that now. Her opinion about the clothing wasn’t distracting and yet simple, though her sentence was compromised and supported.

She really wasn’t uncomfortable. In fact if she’s pertaining to binders, she is used to the pain it is giving her body. Blocking her chest was easy, but then she just hates that fact that they were large… and the brunette doesn’t know that if she keeps on using binders, it will just stiff up and retain larger. This body is troublesome for her; had she born medium sized this would be pretty nothing, but she happens just to be blessed. “Nah, this is nothing… got used to it.”

[/b] Aka gave herself and the other girl a pleasant smile out of her kindness, and she’s not lying on it. Such thing shouldn’t be lied on to anyway, unless if it’s about the yakuza stuff.

She blushed little and unconscious to this, though to the compliment of being pretty. She heard that times but she denies it… she is a tsundere to the word ‘cute’ definitely not that girl who sees ‘cuteness’ but rather a different thing with herself. She didn’t spoke further to this but continued to lean on with the conversation in a quite fashionable way like normal to her, and then continued to listen to the brown haired woman. She thinks that being bored is nothing good, so better get along with the conversation and all then this is fine.

“Mhm. Aka. Aka Garena… It’s Italian.”[/b] Aka is a half – Japanese and half – Italian girl to begin with anyway, and how she ended up in Japan is because she was obliged to, with the help of her ‘future’ yakuza party. This has to remain a secret though, while she mentally thinks of the other one as not part of the dark society but rather a distinct figure on the normal sides. She slides those dark thoughts away, since it is also not found necessary. She heard of the other name though, after noting that they should have started again, which was something that should have been done before her reckless sitting.

Aka responded nicely while shaking the other’s hand normal, and without flaw. “Ami, if you say so.”[/b] She really thought of Bambi as an odd name, and she likes odd names such as her name. So she’s a Japanese? She figured little, for the surname says it. “Hmm, familiar name… really….”[/b] Her nose twitches a bit while she started to think, and DID recall of a Bambi. Her eyes widened. “Oh dear! The ‘Bambi’ at Dolce? Wh…Why didn’t I recognize you…”[/b] She muttered more, while her face makes small streaks of blushes due to her self embarrassment. She didn’t really like it this way.

Good thing, Aka… good thing, yet you are having a hard time memorizing people’s names and faces. This is a failure.[/blockquote][/size]
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I now set up a trap to capture your captivated heart
AND THEN I CAPTURE YOU.

WORDS 613 TAG bambi, open MUSIC n/a
NOTES It's ok! I was busy too so don't be sorry! <3
TEMPLATE gannello

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[BAMBI MIYAMOTO]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style,width:450px;height:60px;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/OrPoh.png);][style=float:right;font-size:40px;letter-spacing:-1px;margin-right:10px;text-shadow: 2px 2px 1px #aaaaaa;]♔ friend,[/style]

[atrb=style,width:450px;height:250px;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/dDxps.png);][atrb=valign,top][style=float:left;height:100px;width:100px;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/ZwpPk.png);-webkit-border-radius:50px;-moz-border-radius:50px;border-radius:50px; margin-left:17.5px;margin-top:7px;][style=margin-top:110px; text-align:center;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/OrPoh.png);color:#f0f0f0;font-family:georgia;font-style:italic;letter-spacing:-1px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #cccccc;]words,[/style][style=font-family:arial;font-size:10px;color:#0f0f0f;overflow: auto;]Dunno[/style][style=text-align:center;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/OrPoh.png);color:#f0f0f0;font-family:georgia;font-style:italic;margin-top:7px;letter-spacing:-1px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #cccccc;]tags,[/style][style=font-family:arial;font-size:10px;color:#0f0f0f; overflow: auto;]aka, open[/style][style=text-align:center;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/OrPoh.png);color:#f0f0f0;font-family:georgia;font-style:italic;margin-top:7px;letter-spacing:-1px;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #cccccc;]notes,[/style][style=font-family:arial;font-size:10px;color:#0f0f0f;text-align:justify;]This is Ashley[/style][/style][style=width:300px;height:250px;float:right;overflow:auto;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;text-align:justify; text-transform:lowercase;color:#0f0f0f;padding:5px 5px 5px 5px;border-left:5px double #404040;]Bambi was honest and as such, she liked honest people as well. Although she couldn't tell if she was being lied to, if she ever found out it had been a lie, she would probably never speak to that person again. The same thing went for deceits. Yes, the green eyed girl was naive but she wasn't stupid and hated being treated as such. Overall, she hated to be treated differently. But the thing is, according to the current society, she was the one treating people differently. Bambi saw nothing wrong in speaking to boys and girls the same way but according to her parents, it was rude and improper. So how was she supposed to behave?! The half Italian half Japanese girl liked this person. Although she seemed to be hiding her gender or herself from something, Bambi didn't actually considered it lying. Sometimes people liked to dress up and maybe this person was on her way to some sort of party. Or maybe she was just cosplaying, who knew. Either way, this person seemed nice, polite and relaxed, all features Bambi enjoyed in people. Bambi's face brightened as what she now knew it was a girl said to be Italian. - I'm actually half Italian and just recently moved here! Maybe the girl had figured it out by the name "Bambi" or maybe not. Either way, the green eyed girl was so excited about it she couldn't stay put and say nothing about it. Aka was the first person she had met since she had arrived to Japan who had some sort of connection to Italy, the country Bambi loved and missed so much. The brunette smiled as the other part agreed to call her by Ami. It was much simpler and normal than Bambi, at least in her opinion. Of course she never mocked anyone about their name but she had been mocked about it, which was why she disliked it so much. Maybe if people had been kinder about it, she would like it or at least, tolerate it. And then she remembered she was the Bambi from the same place where the red haired worked. Yes, the newly addition to the cafe, the one that always screwed up, that Bambi. - Don't worry about it, I couldn't remember your name either., she said, trying to take away some of the girl's embarrassment. Her parents often told her it was impolite to forget people's names but she didn't see anything wrong in it. It happened to everyone. [/style]

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[AKA GARENA]

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Our lines of sight intersect within this closed world, HIDING MY BURNT HEART, I APPROACH YOU

“Oh my, I am not alone!”

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Some exaggerated voice came out from Aka, though it was in the middle of a high pitched girlish voice and on her normal tone. She didn’t expect that the person in front of her was the same. She never mentioned that she was Half Italian, Half Japanese to others because the crowd itself is more on Japanese people, and she’d be odd… Sometimes she gets teased of her accent which was gibberish a bit on Japanese technically because she was born in Italy to begin with. The red head smiled wider with that, and realized that she was being noisy and improper again. She held on to her excitement for awhile now because she sees this really messed up. Actually, if one would see them or probably her only, they’d typically react that they’re being noisy.

Then again, it’s the Garena brunette who said that – knowing this fiery red head, she wouldn’t really mind unless if the publicity caught more of the attention. With a small sigh, she fidgety smiles little and then expressed her thoughts about the matter. “I’m sorry about that, it’s just… It’s just rare to meet someone like me here in Japan, if you know what I am saying.”[/b] She does hope so – living in a foreign land was way different, just like when she first moved to a large mansion where her family said that she should stay. Now that she has her own ‘life’ and sooner people that would follow her, she has to act natural, specifically others who have different kinds of gender and nationality. Being half Japanese isn’t really bad, in fact, Aka loved it. Sometimes her words get twisted but she can go over that.

However, the brunette had a random question. “Where do you live in Italy then? I missed my hometown so much but I have to start anew here first before I go back there.”[/b] Sad to say, moving on with her new life wasn’t really that easy – she rebelled a bit towards her parents who provided her with the choice and to prove that she can stand alone, but she had issues with this. Either way, she doesn’t want to talk about it much. Italian food is rather missing, so as the homey background. Well, she has to get used to Japan more, since she is working here and she has home studies which were provided better by her cousins’ connections. She hated it sometimes though.

Even if the response of Bambi was rather comforting, Aka couldn’t help but feel embarrassed. She had always acted normal than she expect that she would be, because that is what she is. If ever she would be acting strange and others it’s out of the cube. While she rubs her head little to that and tossed her hat caught by her other free hand, she pouted and then responded firmly. “Err, oh well. Ah, I guess that calls us even then.”[/b] She hopes that answers the question and that evens them out. Still, that’s a minor mistake but that was rude. She blamed herself for not paying attention around the café. She’s probably ‘occupied’ with a lot of things that are below or under the table to say.

Anyhow, she was rather comfortable. She tried to find out of another topic to not make things really boring. “So, aside from the café, where do you go usually? I always end up home like I say, and it’s getting boring in our place.”[/b] It’s not that she feels awkward talking almost everyday to her cousins and being watched by bodyguards… it’s just that it’s too normal it gets really boring.[/blockquote][/size]
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I now set up a trap to capture your captivated heart
AND THEN I CAPTURE YOU.

WORDS 620 TAG bambi, open MUSIC n/a
NOTES It's ok! I was busy too so don't be sorry! <3
TEMPLATE gannello

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