[Closed] A Taste Of Home.

[Konei Kozuki]

"Of course not. I actually assumed you’d be getting sick of me sometime soon." He actually wasn’t that interesting a person when you got to know him. He was fun and chatty on the surface, but the rest of him was simplicity to the core. There was no tragic back story, no torturous insecurities. He was a simple guy living a simple life with only a couple of skeletons in a tiny closet. And honestly, the longer Kana spent with him, the closer she’d come to realising that he wasn’t a great and puzzling mystery of life. Maybe, in the long run, that was a good thing. He wasn’t mentally unstable or likely to vanish without a goodbye.

She said she lived around the Tiger Flats borough, and Konei knew exactly where that was. He wasn’t a city newcomer any more.
Her laugh, breathy against his ear, sent brief chills down his spine. Come on, man, he told himself, Focus on driving here.
Then, sooner than he would have liked, he found himself pulling up by the Tiger Flats area. If he’d been smarter about it he could’ve taken a detour, but now he was here and she was going home. He slowed the motorbike to a stop and leaned it against one leg as he gave her time to dismount.
"Want me to see you to your door?"

[Kana Saitou]

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[atrb=style, width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style,width:20px][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#84979e url(http://i48.tinypic.com/124a7mb.jpg);]	[atrb=style, background:#84979e url(http://i47.tinypic.com/jrr1gi.png); color:#34476f; font-family: Arial; border-right: 3px solid #34476f; border-left: 3px solid #34476f; border-bottom: 3px solid #34476f;][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #ac1a1a; padding: 0px 10px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase]Kana "Aria" Saitou[/style] [style=font-family: TimesNewRoman; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 6px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; border-bottom: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-top: -5px;]We are the Kings & Queens of promise, We were the victims of ourselves.[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; padding: 0px 5px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase;]“[/style][style=padding: 17px; color: 4e4b5d; font-family: Tahoma; background: #7e97b7; margin: -20px 20px -23px 20px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dotted #b4cef0;] "Sick of you? Nah, not that fast. You aren't annoying enough for me to get sick of you in just a couple hours." She nudged the other once with her knee, glancing at him. "I might get a little bored, but not sick of you." She was only partially surprised when Konei seemed to know exactly where he was going. Tiger Flats was one of the smaller districts, and not many people lived there. It was filled with just small little apartments, nearly all of which belonged to a group of Earth Benders working out of a building company. She just happened to be... lucky enough to live there herself. She actually sighed when they appeared outside her apartment. For a moment or two, she hesitated, not completely sure she really wanted to get up and go inside. It was,... rare she found someone she could get along with so easily. Kana returned her chin to the other's shoulder for a few seconds as he spoke, just resting there. "If you'd like, sure," she finally said, prying herself away from the other, standing slowly, swinging her leg over the back of the bike, ignoring the quiet squeaks of the hamster-cat in her pouch, who apparently wasn't too fond of the sudden movements. She began to step up the single flight of stairs, pausing only about halfway up to turn and see if the other was following, giving him her usual, quirked brow and slight grin look, before she continued on up the stairs, her door being right on the edge of the rather industrial building, just below the land-owner. [/style][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]”[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]― kana "aria" saitou[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-bottom: -15px]NOTES : TEXT HERE[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; border-bottom: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-bottom: -15px]CREDITS : template by JAWN of AA, OTE, DMB and TC[/style]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#84979e url(http://i48.tinypic.com/124a7mb.jpg);]	[atrb=style,width:20px]
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[Konei Kozuki]

Konei’s smile at her comments of getting bored of him was slight. He knew she was joking, but he wasn’t about to joke back that he was getting sick of her. Because he wasn’t. When she got off the bike, his back immediately felt the chill. He’d grown accustomed to her heat, and without it his back felt cold. He stopped the engine, cut the lights, and kicked out the motorcycle’s prop stand. Then, taking the keys, he swung his leg over the bike and followed her up the stairs.

There was little need to see Kana to her door beyond being gentlemanly. Especially in the Tiger Flats district. There were no gangs here, no suspicious masked men with electrified gloves, or shady con men trying to weasel a few yuans from you. He was aware that Kana could take care of herself even if there were, but the gesture to see her home right to the end was a polite gesture, y’know? It wasn’t like he’d dropped the girl off in the middle of the city and then drove away without giving a damn about what happened to her.

And he was interested in seeing where she lived. You could tell a lot about someone by their place of residence, even down to the small things like familial bonds by the pictures they hung up on their walls, or lack thereof. His own home was a utilitarian place, made homely by a scattering of guy-mess and his attempt to paint a mural on one of the bare cement walls. He was curious as to what her girl-apartment could tell him about the young woman who’d been so cryptic earlier.

[Kana Saitou]

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[atrb=style, width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style,width:20px][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#84979e url(http://i48.tinypic.com/124a7mb.jpg);]	[atrb=style, background:#84979e url(http://i47.tinypic.com/jrr1gi.png); color:#34476f; font-family: Arial; border-right: 3px solid #34476f; border-left: 3px solid #34476f; border-bottom: 3px solid #34476f;][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #ac1a1a; padding: 0px 10px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase]Kana "Aria" Saitou[/style] [style=font-family: TimesNewRoman; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 6px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; border-bottom: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-top: -5px;]We are the Kings & Queens of promise, We were the victims of ourselves.[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; padding: 0px 5px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase;]“[/style][style=padding: 17px; color: 4e4b5d; font-family: Tahoma; background: #7e97b7; margin: -20px 20px -23px 20px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dotted #b4cef0;] If the other expected to see a rather elaborately decorated, overly feminine apartment, he was in for a rather rude awakening. It was obvious right off the bat that Kana wasn't exactly the definition of girly, what with her usually tangled, braided, wild hair, her short nails, and less than flashy outfit. She wasn't the flowers and dresses sort, and that translated well into the interior of her apartment. She paused at the door, humming softly to herself. "Come inside for a bit, so you don't have to jump right back on you bike and go home." Kana reached into the small pouch under her shawl, at first only to be met with the small paws of Milah, who seemed to still not quite be over the movements from earlier. Kana hissed quietly at the little claws digging into her hand, before she simply pulled the little round, bronze key out from under the creature. She shook her head, opening the door and motioning the other in. They were met first, with complete darkness, something Kana was obviously quite used to already. She stopped mid-step, her hand lighting up with a gentle flame--A flame which she immediately sent towards the ceiling in the center of the room. There, a hanging lantern rest, automatically sparking and lighting up the small room in it's entirety. Her apartment was small, that much was obvious. There was a tiny little cooking area just off of the door to the left, with a small table set into the ground disconnecting the area from the rest of the apartment. She had a comfortable little sitting area, with books and scrolls laying everywhere. There were two doors, one of which was slid open, leading into her equally small bedroom inside. "Home sweet home." Her words were rather flat, more than hinting at the fact that she wasn't particularly connected to her apartment. It was nothing at all like the places back in the Northern Water Tribe. The walls were made of stone, and the floors of wood, though much of the floors were covered with layers of fur carpets she'd picked up at a Water Tribe store almost immediately after getting the apartment. The walls however we rather bare, aside from a small, circular window on the opposite end of the room. There was a single scroll on one of the walls, but it wasn't exactly decorative. Instead, it was a fire-bending scroll, teaching different techniques. There were seats and cushions here and there, along with a few shelves with yet more books, and some candles in various places, but still, nothing to get excited over. It did smell rather fantastic inside, though. At least, by Kana's opinion. It smelled like tea and fruits, which was surprising of a water tribe grown person. "Not exactly the best place, but hey. I get it practically for free, who am I to complain?" Kana turned after entering, pulling Milah from her pouch and setting her on one of the cushions in the living part of the room, before pulling her pouch and her shawl from her waist, tossing them across the apartment, into her room, and perfectly onto her decently sized bed. [/style][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]”[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]― kana "aria" saitou[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-bottom: -15px]NOTES : TEXT HERE[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; border-bottom: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-bottom: -15px]CREDITS : template by JAWN of AA, OTE, DMB and TC[/style]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#84979e url(http://i48.tinypic.com/124a7mb.jpg);]	[atrb=style,width:20px]
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[Konei Kozuki]

Konei trailed behind her on the stairs, lagging by a few steps. Like a lost puppy unsure whether or not to follow this kind stranger home. Kana unlocked her front door and Konei reached the door a few moments behind her. He looked around the doorframe, peering owlishly into her home. He was curious, but didn’t want to seem like he was sticking his nose in her personal space. She seemed mysterious at her most open, so he imagined she might not take too kindly to having him roam through her home poking through her personal effects and asking her the ‘how’, ‘why’, and ‘where from’ of her every belonging.

He lingered, unsure, on the threshold of her property, looking around. The place smelled gorgeous. Something fruity, as well as her own personal scent that she herself probably couldn’t detect. He took half a step inside, paused, hesitantly, and then moved inside, closing the door behind him. He noted that between the fire lit ceiling lamp and the various candles about the place, Kana didn’t seem to use electric lighting much, and that was understandable as a firebender. It saved money on the electric bill, anyway. Konei himself had a few electric lamps around the place, and walls and ceiling studded with bioluminescent rock crystals found near Omashu.

He looked at the firebending scroll on the wall, and found himself imagining that he was going through the illustrated step-by-step moves and producing the tongues of flame depicted in the instructions. The scroll was an interesting piece of décor beside the Water tribe accents scattered about the place, and Konei realised that this was Kana’s attempt to find an accord between her two cultural backgrounds; her firebending and her Water Tribe roots.

"This place is pretty incredible. It sure beats mine, anyway," he said, watching her throw her things neatly onto her bed. "How come it’s so cheap?"

[Kana Saitou]

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[atrb=style, width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style,width:20px][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#84979e url(http://i48.tinypic.com/124a7mb.jpg);]	[atrb=style, background:#84979e url(http://i47.tinypic.com/jrr1gi.png); color:#34476f; font-family: Arial; border-right: 3px solid #34476f; border-left: 3px solid #34476f; border-bottom: 3px solid #34476f;][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #ac1a1a; padding: 0px 10px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase]Kana "Aria" Saitou[/style] [style=font-family: TimesNewRoman; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 6px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; border-bottom: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-top: -5px;]We are the Kings & Queens of promise, We were the victims of ourselves.[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; padding: 0px 5px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase;]“[/style][style=padding: 17px; color: 4e4b5d; font-family: Tahoma; background: #7e97b7; margin: -20px 20px -23px 20px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dotted #b4cef0;] "Incredible? That's not the word I'd use to describe it, but,.. Thanks." She moved into her little kitchen area, snapping her fingers, a fire appearing there. She lit her small stove, taking her pot, already filled with some tea from earlier. "Tea?" She asked, quickly checking to make sure the flame on the stove was stable, before moving to go sit in the little living area, motioning for the other to sit wherever. "The land-owner is this young Earth Bender guy. He hates electricity and such, so he prefers more.. natural heating. So, he has me heat his stove and his water--Which, believe me, is a lot easier than you'd think." She motioned with her foot over to the closed door. "All I had to do was light the furnace down here that's connected to his water, and I'm done. I don't think the guy realizes he could just use some coal and light it, but, Ah well. I think he likes me. Or he's just an idiot." She snorted softly, shrugging as she leaned back on her little couch, draping an arm over the back. [/style][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]”[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]― kana "aria" saitou[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-bottom: -15px]NOTES : TEXT HERE[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; border-bottom: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-bottom: -15px]CREDITS : template by JAWN of AA, OTE, DMB and TC[/style]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#84979e url(http://i48.tinypic.com/124a7mb.jpg);]	[atrb=style,width:20px]
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[Konei Kozuki]

Konei toyed with the tiger seal fang that hung around his neck as she offered him tea.
"No thanks, I’ve probably gotta get the bike back to the garage. Technically it belongs to my boss, and I left the lights on and the shutters up and everything." It was a flaky-sounding excuse, like he was trying to ditch her, but if he’d honestly wanted to flee from her that much he wouldn’t have willingly spent the entire evening with her.

He backtracked a few steps to the door, feeling a little awkward. What was appropriate for goodbyes at this point? A hand-folded bow didn’t exactly fit the bill, and he didn’t think a bear hug was suitable, either. Thankfully, Kana seemed to have made that decision for him, as she’d sat down at the other side of the room, too far away for physical contact.
"Listen, thanks for the great company tonight," he said, and he flashed her that killer smile of his, that so far he’d been saving for later. "I'd love to do it again sometime. When’re you next free?"

[Kana Saitou]

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[atrb=style, width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style,width:20px][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#84979e url(http://i48.tinypic.com/124a7mb.jpg);]	[atrb=style, background:#84979e url(http://i47.tinypic.com/jrr1gi.png); color:#34476f; font-family: Arial; border-right: 3px solid #34476f; border-left: 3px solid #34476f; border-bottom: 3px solid #34476f;][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #ac1a1a; padding: 0px 10px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase]Kana "Aria" Saitou[/style] [style=font-family: TimesNewRoman; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 6px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; border-bottom: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-top: -5px;]We are the Kings & Queens of promise, We were the victims of ourselves.[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; padding: 0px 5px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase;]“[/style][style=padding: 17px; color: 4e4b5d; font-family: Tahoma; background: #7e97b7; margin: -20px 20px -23px 20px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dotted #b4cef0;] Kana stiffled a snort/laugh combination at the slight confession that it was actually his boss's bike. "And we drove that bike off a bridge? Jeeze." She shook her head, chuckling quietly as she slowly pushed herself back to her feet. Instead of walking back over to the other though, she moved to one of her books, pulling it, and a pencil from one of her shelves. She opened it to a blank parchment page, scribbling something down on the paper, before tearing it out, stepping back over to the other. God damn that smile. She almost paused, but somehow managed to keep her feet moving, opting instead to return his smile with a small simper, her lashes batting slightly. "Definitely. I'm free whenever, really. Just..." she trailed off for a moment, stepping,.. perhaps a little unnecessarily close to the other, taking his hand and placing the now folded slip of paper in it. "...Call me, whenever you're up for that spar. Or anything else you have in mind." She peeked up at the other as she spoke, head tilted to the side, rather perfectly and intentionally invading the other's space.[/style][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]”[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]― kana "aria" saitou[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-bottom: -15px]NOTES : TEXT HERE[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; border-bottom: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-bottom: -15px]CREDITS : template by JAWN of AA, OTE, DMB and TC[/style]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#84979e url(http://i48.tinypic.com/124a7mb.jpg);]	[atrb=style,width:20px]
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[Konei Kozuki]

Konei watched her scribble something down, rip it out, and approach him. She came closer to him, closer, probably, than it was normal for near-strangers to be to one another, but Konei wasn’t complaining and evidently she wasn’t either.

She took his hand, and her skin was still warm to him, as though she’d been bathing her hands in flames only moments before, and folded the piece of paper into his palm. Her phone number, an invitation to call her at any time, and yeah, he’d definitely be taking her up on that one.
Konei glanced down to his hand, and curled his fingers around the number as though it were instead a nugget of solid gold.

"I can normally be found at the Satomobile garage or at Zenka’s Smithy, which is pretty close to Republic City Park. Not that I’d be crazy about you stopping by when I’m covered in engine oil or soot," he laughed, rubbing the back of his neck. "But I’ll give you a call at some point. Promise." She was standing well inside his personal space bubble, and while he was fine with that, her nearness demanded his attention. Konei fought the sudden urge to kiss her, and instead fumbled behind him for the door handle.

He flashed a grin, stepped outside, and casually saluted farewell to her. As he descended the steps again, he glanced back at her over his shoulder. "Seeya around, Kana."

[Kana Saitou]

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[atrb=style, width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style,width:20px][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#84979e url(http://i48.tinypic.com/124a7mb.jpg);]	[atrb=style, background:#84979e url(http://i47.tinypic.com/jrr1gi.png); color:#34476f; font-family: Arial; border-right: 3px solid #34476f; border-left: 3px solid #34476f; border-bottom: 3px solid #34476f;][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #ac1a1a; padding: 0px 10px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase]Kana "Aria" Saitou[/style] [style=font-family: TimesNewRoman; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 6px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; border-bottom: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-top: -5px;]We are the Kings & Queens of promise, We were the victims of ourselves.[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; padding: 0px 5px; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase;]“[/style][style=padding: 17px; color: 4e4b5d; font-family: Tahoma; background: #7e97b7; margin: -20px 20px -23px 20px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; border: 1px dotted #b4cef0;] "I can normally be found at the Satomobile garage or at Zenka’s Smithy, which is pretty close to Republic City Park. Not that I’d be crazy about you stopping by when I’m covered in engine oil or soot," She shook her head at that, moving her now free hand to her hip, resting it there. "Oh, I don't know. I'm sure you could find a way to make the grime look good." She winked, though it wasn't the overly obvious sort of motion some people do,.. Instead it was more playful than anything else. The slight, almost awkward tension in the air simply kept the grin on her face, as she watched the man's own expression, trying to read his actions before they happened. But then he was pulling away from her and out the door, and she almost, almost pouted, but somehow managed to cover it up with a simple, slight twitch of her lips. She followed him only a step, leaning on the door frame as the other backed up and away. "Make sure you call me, or I'll make it my prerogative to come find you on the day you're completely covered in oil or soot." She watched him descend the stairs then, her smile becoming surprisingly more,... gentle, than was usually seen on her face. "See'ya, Konei." She waited just until she heard the engine rev on his bike, before finally turning back inside her apartment, closing the door behind her. [/style][style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]”[/style] [style=font-family: Georgia; font-weight: bold; color: #a4b8ce; line-height: 1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #003244; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: right; margin-right: 15px]― kana "aria" saitou[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-bottom: -15px]NOTES : TEXT HERE[/style] [style=font-family: Courier New; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px 10px; color: FFFFFF; border-top: 1px dotted #b4cef0; border-bottom: 1px dotted #b4cef0; margin-bottom: -15px]CREDITS : template by JAWN of AA, OTE, DMB and TC[/style]	[atrb=style, width:10px; background:#84979e url(http://i48.tinypic.com/124a7mb.jpg);]	[atrb=style,width:20px]
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