Jane: *knocks on the door* o-open the goddamn door..!
Richard: it's the hunter—? *put Nefeli on Leo's lap and quickly go and open the door*
Jane: *collapses on the ground, full with blood*
Richard: what the—? *gasp, blinking*
Loke: QAQ whaaaaa— call Nick!!
Jake: ohmygawd..— Jane!! *picks him up and place him down on the couch* call Nick now!
Nick: tsk you guys are so annoying =~= and this idiot always get in troubles...*check on his pulse*
Loke: IS HE DEAD??? QAQ
Athena: he's not...
Nick: *look at Athena* who are you...—? and yes...he's not dead
Athena: I'm Athena, nice to meet you. *smiles warmly*
Nick: .... *blinks*
Jake: help my brother Nick!!
Nick: *flinch* ah- right right...
Athena: *smiles* it's okay, I can heal him.
Nick: but... that's my job, I'm a doctor.
Athena: well...I'm a goddess, and we have met before Nick. *smiles*
Nick: *gasp* I knew your face was familiar...
Athena: glad to see you again..
Nick: you too...*looks away, pouting*
Athena: *place her hand on Jane's chest and staring healing him*
Jane: *breathing* ...
Athena: I can feel his love is too strong for his lover. *chuckles*
Loke; qwq awww she seems sweet
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Takai: .... i dare that guy to get drunk and I did.... I can't remember how I acted....
Yorochii; I can't remember either cuz I was drunk too =^=
well...for Yoro, you kept saying that you want kids *chuckles*
Yorochii: *chokes*
And Takai....you were quite cute *smiles*
Takai: .... *lowers his head and rubs his neck* thanks...
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Kira: *at the coffee shop, feeling uncomfortable because five guys staring at him*
Kira: ..... *sighs* .... *thinking: I don't feel safe...* ... *leave the coffee shop*
getting followed by them.
person1: you have a big tummy for a small guy? *pulls Kira*
person2: *stands behind Kira* pregnant? *chuckles*
person3: easy on him. *smirk*
Kira: *breath heavily* .... leave m-me alone..
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Hope: *licking a lollipop* so I'm a goddess...? *mumbles while doing the paperwork*
Oscar: stop talking to yourself already =^=
Dante: *drink black coffee* hes overthinking again.
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