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FORGOT TO SAY IS PRIVATE!!! {AmaryllisRose & ramentan} Name: Kurai Hayashi Age: 25 Gender: Male Hair: Ebony Black Eyes: Forest Green Sexuality: Who knows? Occupation: It's complicated Likes: polar bears, horror films, scaring people, drinking, bullying people Dislikes: sweets, being nice to people, escargot Personality: Kurai is a very straightforward and blunt person. He doesn't euphemize anything, for anyone. He is very good at controlling his emotions, harboring the ability to smile sweetly at you one moment, and stab you in the back the next moment. A very cynical person, Kurai always does things with reason (usually personal ones). Other than that, he's a pretty civil person. Biography: When he was young, he had a friend... whom he forgot the name of. Kurai remembered her as a really sweet, lovable girl who was as cute as a polar bear. He also remembered acting like a dork and giving her flowers, to make her smile, since he really liked her smile. Every time he reminisces, he gets embarrassed, because he was such a dork. -------------------- Sipping on his beer, Kurai savored the flavor and scrolled through his inbox. "Bills... bills... Oh! 15% off of any select horror film..." he clicked on the email and skimmed over the content. Boring, boring, boring... Clicking back to his inbox, he saw a new email. GET YOUR ASS TO FRANCE sent by... oh, his parents. Why to France? Intrigued, Kurai clicked on it. Tapping his fingers on the table, he waited impatiently for the email to load. He sipped his beer. The page didn't load. Finally! "Hi son, it's your favorite dad. Your mother and I are in France right now!" A wallpaper sized high definition picture of his parents in Toulouse was shown below. So that's why it took so long to load! Rolling his eyes, Kurai kept reading. "We've booked you a ticket, and your flight is at 11:00 PM! Pack your essentials and get ready to leave. We'll have your stuff taken care of later." Wait, what? "You're getting married to Uly! Uly, do you remember your childhood friend? The one you always gave flowers to." Ah, her? Kurai's interest was piqued. "So, U-Uly, was her name, huh?" Another picture showed up, this time, a gaudy, white set of clothing. "We picked this out for your wedding clothing! It'll suit you handsomely!" No, no it won't... He quickly read through the rest of the email, that was full of pictures and his parents' comments about how lovely and romantic it was. At the bottom, was all his flight information, and an e-ticket link. ***************************** "Ah, hahhh, hahhh..." He took big breaths as he settled in his seat. He was almost late for the flight, with the security check and baggage check-in both having long lines. A 9 hour flight, huh? A too-happy looking blonde girl walked down the aisle towards Kurai's seat and pushed past him to take the middle seat. "Hi! My name's Tina, what's yours?" She said cheerily. Oh god, an annoying passenger! Smiling, he quickly spoke in French. "Je ne parle pas anglais." I don't speak English. The girl didn't look confused, or perturbed. "Je parle aussi le français..." I also speak French. The girl went on to ramble about how she was just so excited to go to France after all these years. Annoyed, Kurai smiled and pretended to listen, finally getting a break of her incessant chattering when she left to use the restroom. Sleeping the rest of the way, he just couldn't wait to see... this Uly. It was impulsive, he knew, to just suddenly leave for France for a childhood friend whom he hadn't seen in, god knows how long, but... On revient toujours à ses premières amours. Man never leaves his first love. ***************************** Stretching, Kurai looked through the crowd for his parents. Baggage in hand, he shuffled through the crowd. "Kurai! Kurai!" He heard a familiar voice. "Ah, Mother." Kurai patted her back awkwardly, at her enthusiastic hug. "Father." He nodded at his father. "I'm so proud, son. You're too old not to be married." Kurai scoffed. "I'm not sure if I'll actually go through with this." "Aha, but you will! Once you see the bride, that is," his mother giggled excitedly. **************************** His mother was right. The bride was absolutely drop dead gorgeous. Her eyes were an enchanting blue, and her brown hair had an ever so slight silver tint to it. Yup, okay. Marrying her.

-------------------------- Quoran stepped into the throne room of the castle and knelt on one knee upon the red carpet in front of his king. Head bowed, he spoke," My King, I have come by your summon. What need do you have of me?" It was always like this. Every dirty errand that the king found was too hard for humans, Quoran was made to do it. The lives of humans were more precious than the shape shifters who protected them. They believed that shape shifters were too strong to die and that they would never have to face danger. Quoran wanted to see, what this king would now make him do. Juliano Loren lifted a hand and gestured for every other personnel except Quoran to leave. His eyes then moved to the man below, his face never betraying his emotions, stayed emotionless."The mission this time is a little different. No more patrols or checking of houses for enemies. Venture into enemy grounds and sniff around like the animal you are. I expect valuable information. Failure is unacceptable from my best soldier, take any of the captains as you please." Quoran clenched his fists at the insult that the king himself hadn't seemed to realise he had thrown. Animal huh? Quoran could suppose that it was in a way true. It seems that the king has no more need for his general. Sending him into enemy territory without knowing what to expect, it was basically courting death. Regardless of his displeasure, he placed his right fist on his left chest in a soldier's salute and left for the barracks. Quoran arrived at the barracks and opened the door of the canteen where the soldiers were having their meals. All of them looked up from their meals in shock, they're general had never joined them for meals before let alone even stepped into the canteen. "Meeting for the captains," he announced and left. The soldiers behind continued with what they were doing, relieved that nothing was out of the ordinary. The captains stood up one by one and proceeded towards the conference room where Quoran sat waiting. The shape shifters were considerably closer in relationship and they were the only people that Quoran had ever spoken to other than the king. When the captains had all arrived, sitting lazily in their chairs, Quoran finally took off his firm mask and placed his elbows on the table while rubbing his eyes tiredly. "Why the stress, general?" Lazak who was beside him asked while giving him a firm clap on the back. He was the closest to Quoran despite all of them being friends since he was taken in right after Quoran. Quoran ignored his friend and looked back up at the other who were chatring amongst themselves. "The next mission will be going into enemy lands," the room fell into dead silence. "I shall only take three of you with me, everyone else will stay. This mission is very dangerous and I won't risk anybody's life. We are to gather information on the enemy and-" he was cut off by Lazark. "I'm definitely going and so will Feris and Zion right?" Lazark said unsmilingly. Said people nodded and Quoran spoke,"then I guess its decided. I leave the army in the hands of the remaining captains. Dismissed." On the way out, Quoran, Lazark, Feris and Zion all received 'good luck' and 'be careful' comments from the captains. The next day, they were set to leave.