Monday, December 31, 2007

Star Kitty's Revengemu

Again ...





This song is so kul, want to buy the violin and when knows how to play and read asdf parpituras and all that, play this song so sweet and melodious. Joe Hisaishi really won me over with his music through this film.

I love the Saya / Hagi because they have that special something .. Perhaps it is because I made a fetish Mistress-Servant xDDD Nah, I do not. But they are adorable.

HowlxSophie I started to write about, but the book! I do not know why, but I could not write about them! I was rencontre hard! Is it because Howl is too crazy? Why Sophie is too funny and a little grumpy? Why? Bueh not matter. But eventually, I started writing about them and I have done.

Here is the new vice SayaxHagi! Maybe I anime, when a little advanced to the table, to post on ff.net



Magazine wrong.

Staba E walking around town. Saya had wanted to accompany her to shop, and a good knight Hagi agreed without question or complaint. He was also a good time to share, even a moment together.


I was guided to where they buy, while he was talking about various things that had happened today. He told his fight with Kai, on who should buy new clothes to Lulu and Julia and David would make a good couple.


-You may want to choose something to read, "Saya said, pointing to a section that showed the store had several magazines -. I'm not slow.


remained silent and did what was suggested Saya, wondering do not want to come along. He noted the different magazines and caught his attention:
Musical - Special Cellos.


reached out his hand bandaged to open it and see its contents, when called Saya.


- Do you like chocolate cake or vanilla?


Hagi took the magazine.


"The Chocolate" he said, without even asking why now she wanted to know your opinion.


returned to concentrate on the magazine and opened it. Blinked.


Is this ...?

-
... "Saya Hagi was approaching with a smile, along with some bags when the gentleman looked at what he was reading.


between the two were able almost to feel the dots.


"Wait, Saya, no ...


The girl had a blush on his cheeks. And without even saying a word, he turned and walked briskly.


Hagi threw the magazine, leaving it open where they showed a lot of pictures of almost naked women and went after Saya.


was not his fault! How would I know who took the wrong magazine?!

Monday, December 24, 2007

Knee High Black And Brown Equestrian Boots

eleanor_ai @ 2007-12-24T15: 02:00



Ahh, I love this song. Is so slow, so beautiful, so sad. I get very melancholy, but melancholy is a stable ... I guess. Do not know what I meant by that.

Pss, well, here I come with my first Dabble of .. Blood + ! It cost me a lot to do (is it so short it is?), Yet I liked to write about these two. They are so cute \u0026lt;3 But I think SH monkeys are more: 3 ~ ~!

Ps, well, here goes:

A story.

S aya began to tell. Hagi ratio as his mouth was moving, his face grimacing as he said to different text. What could barely perceive was what was telling. Was it perhaps a story about princesses? A legend? A myth?


was not aware. Just watching his face. The pink of her lips. The brown of her eyes. Like the little bangs on his forehead moving a little.


-Hagi.


Was your name? Or a character?


- Hagi!


jumped in surprise. Was he talking about?


then awoke from his dream. Saya was frowning and inflated cheeks, a sign that he was offended.


"Pay more attention, will you? "She scolded the girl, shaking her head -. The warrior was very strong and courageous ...


Hagi blinked, and returned to the same position as before. Supported his elbow on his knee, held her face with one hand and the eyes were fixed on Saya.

Whatever it was reading, I had forgotten. Just ... just wanted to look at her, and that this could last a little longer.

Sunday, December 16, 2007

How Does Ativan Help?

challenges to the Charter - Christmas Rose (Sophie / Howl).

Responding to Challenges to the Charter , here's my Special Month of December - Christmas . It cost me a lot, because I thought I was hard put in the word but finally succeeded.




Christmas Roses.

L as Chopping Market Street woke up this morning with a soft white killed on the streets, almost glued to the houses. That night had its first snowfall, several weeks after that nothing happened, but all in all the people were satisfied and that no children.


also had many decorations in almost all commercial. Red and green ribbons, shiny and tiny spheres of various colors with bright garlands around columns and windows of most houses.


The store was once
Hatter Hats, many people began to join in in droves. Whether for the holidays or the simple fact that the wizard Howl was attending, the business seemed to burst.


Sophie worked as he could receive support from Markl and grandmother. Should put flowers in the vase, watering them, wrap them in a nice paper and stuff. How long have you got the poster of 'Home Delivery' ? I did not know, and if it would ever learn to speak very clear Howl.


-Sophie ...


"Not now," said Sophie Markl hoarse, uneven cutting stalks of red roses incredibly.


imaginary sweat Removed the forehead wearily. At least for once, just once, would have liked to prepare roses instead gives it to her. But Howl was almost unpredictable, so do not expect anything from him.


"But, Sophie ...


Snorting, she turned to see the boy that looked a pitiful way.


- What, Markl?


 Él se acercó a la mesa donde ella estaba trabajando, sus ojitos azules brillaban intensamente. Sophie sabía cuando utilizaba esa mirada. Lo vio usarla cuando Howl quiso mandarle un hechizo muy complicado.


–¿Puedo salir con Heen a jugar?


 Permaneció callada, observándolo. Era simplemente un niño que la miraba de una manera muy suplicante, deseando salir a jugar a la nieve junto con su perro. Entrecerró los ojos y pensó que ese niño era muy suertudo.


"But bundle up," agreed Sophie, hearing the exclamation of joy and could not help smiling a little. At least someone if they would entertain.


was bored. Tired. Harta. Enough was enough! For three days it was spent locked in that room, trying to order! And each time was more and more! This was worse than when I worked with hats.


rebel Sophie had the feeling of throwing everything and lie on the sofa, opposite Calcifer and a delicious hot chocolate. She smiled as she imagined the soft, comfortable sofa, the warm heat given off by the fireplace and the sweet smell of roses ...


blinked. Does the smell of chocolate roses? Then, he realized he really was smelling like roses. Howl turned and saw his head down, his face really tired.


- What time is it?

He
moved up into the chair that was next to Sophie. Was held with the hind legs, resting his feet on the table.


-Low the foot of the table, "Sophie grumbled, frowning, but Howl hardly paid any attention -. You should get back to work.


Howl laughed, between tired and fun.


I closed the shop, he was tired of so many people replied with a yawn -. Sophie, tomorrow is Christmas ... Leave that thing.


Ha! It was so simple! It sounded great to leave things half done. Sophie could not believe that Howl had little responsibility, but she was not. If he started something, finish it was, so it was taught as hats.


-I end. Go upstairs and prepare something to eat. There's bacon in the closet and bread on the table, "said Sophie, linking a nice bouquet of white roses.


sighed, loosening the shoulders. As he liked the roses.


- And leave you here alone? Nonsense! "Howl complained, quickly removing his foot from the table and support for the four legs of the chair -. Sophie ... Your hands ...


She looked without understanding, until he noticed his hands. Were reddened due to cold water the flowers and hurt, since roses have thorns. Sophie was used to that, he had already happened before with hats as they sewed.


"I'm fine, not hurt," Sophie said with a big smile to remove this face worried, but did little.


Howl seriously looked at and stood up, holding his wrist. She let out a protest that was widely overlooked, and was dragged almost against his will into the house. Doing as if he had not seen the grandmother dozing in front of the fireplace, Howl Sophie left on a chair and went looking for a teapot.


- Howl? What are you doing? Sophie asked, bewildered, like a magician watching the kettle filled with cold water and then went to the fireplace, placed a Calcifer distracted.


- Ey-...! Hey! What? Calcifer cried almost disoriented, his eyes peering under the kettle.


-Sophie is hurt. "Let me know when the water is too hot? He asked with a smile persuasive, to which he nodded Calcifer annoying.


- E ... Wait! Indeed, it is not necessary! "The girl continued to insist now that Howl had a cloth over his right shoulder and a source on their hands.

Howl
But acting as if they were listening. When Calcifer said water was well, removed the pot and poured its contents on the source, which left a faint vapor. He pulled up a chair, wet the cloth and told Sophie that extended their hands.


-Howl, really, just ...


He looked straight in the eye with a straight face.


- Do you mind if I heal you?


opened his eyes in surprise and shook his head quietly, quickly. So, with some shyness, Sophie showed him his hands and began to spend Howl very gently on the wounds.


stifled a groan as the warm cloth touched his skin cold and hurt. He closed his eyes and let Howl continue to do so. It was delicate with the fingers, passing twice in order to remove the trace of the small blood and soil.


"This wound is very deep finger Howl murmured, peering Sophie index finger -. Does it hurt?


She did not answer.


-Sophie ..


sighed, defeated.


"A little.


Howl smiled a little. She liked to see this obstinacy. But he frowned as he could not leave the wound on his finger just like that, it was very deep, probably would have gotten the spine and had to remove it.


He approached the cuff of his shirt to his mouth and teeth tore it before the astonished gaze of Sophie. She tried to protest, but to no avail because Howl was still deaf ears. He wet the white strip in the warm water, like a bandage around his injured toe Sophie.


"Then I'll have to coserte shirt choked the girl protested, looking at his finger with the white cloth.


Howl laughed fun.


"Do not worry, I can fix it myself," approached her and kissed her temple -. Want to make milk chocolate?


Sophie stared for a moment and sighed, resigned. She had no choice but to nod his head.

- ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... -

Christmas.


It was Christmas. Howl opened his eyes, remembering what they did the night before, ate turkey, chatted a bit and did not open the store during the afternoon. Then, after a quiet dinner, all rose up and went to sleep. Tomorrow was another day.


Leaving the bathroom, he looked at Sophie's room. It seemed a bit upset that her out of work and more to break his shirt, but certainly he liked having healed a bit.


knocked on the door but nobody answered. Sensing that maybe he was sleeping, opened it and discovered the bed perfectly and without Sophie lying inside. Will there be returned to the shop at night? No, Sophie did not.


went downstairs. He could not help to smile a little bigger. Calcifer was dozing in the fireplace, hidden between the logs and on the sofa with a blue package in his hands, slept most beautiful and sweet girl he had known.


He walked slowly, watching her sleep. His mouth was half open, silver hair, his face partially tapaban and moved because of his breathing. She was so beautiful as when he saw her sleeping for the first time.


But, realizing his presence, Sophie frowned slightly and opened his brown eyes. Lazily blinked and lifted his face.

Howl
was there, leaning on the back of the sofa, smiling somewhat tender.


"Merry Christmas, Sophie.


opened his eyes in surprise. Then, a red dye appeared in her cheeks and looked timidly his blue package, then Howl and finally extended the package to him, shamefully.


-Fe ... Merry Christmas, Howl.


The magician walked around the couch and sat beside the girl, taking the package as happily as a child and opened it desperately. Sophie crossed his fingers behind his back, biting her lip.

Howl
What took the package was a sack, which had similar gray diamond. It was blue with silver cuffs, a line like the lapels and buttons. He was silent for a moment, carefully observing every detail.


- Did you do, right?


Sophie's eyes looked Howl. Shone like tiny stars.


"Yes.


Slowly saved the suit, and looked guiltily.


"So ... Did you ... hands hurt by this?


nodded shyly. Howl closed his eyes, forming a big smile and hugged her tightly, pressing her against him. Sophie was ...! Oh, this girl was amazing! He had managed to save him from Madam Suliman, returned the heart and hurt your hands now to make a Christmas gift.


loved her more and more, and more and more. And more grateful than ever to take back his heart. If not, never have been feeling the warmth on your chest that only she could wake up.


"I think that you like, right? Howl murmured, spreading it in order to show the white rose that was in his hands.


-Howl ... Gra ... Thank you ... "Sophie stammered almost inaudibly, with a large lump on his throat. No one had given her a rose.


nervously took her hands and felt its aroma. Many memories came to mind and they were all related to Howl; her perfume reminded him when he left the bathroom, and that freshness is always with him.


"Merry Christmas" repeated Howl, kissing her temple but staying close to his cheek.


Both looked into his eyes, and slowly started coming.


"Merry Christmas, 'said Sophie, before closing your eyes and feel the soft lips against his magician.


I had never thought that Christmas could smell like roses.