rockandranmaru:

“….”

“Get the snide look of your face. Atleast I don’t dress like a fifty year old man. And besides how do you not know if wasn’t my clothes anyways? You’re really starting to piss me off. I don’t know what’s worse though this or when you decide to go on your rants about your shit country. What is it called again? Shit Palace?”

What the fuck did you just say, you unnerving cur sack of shit.

The second he had heard the other even call his country ‘shit’ had his blood temperature rise. Never mind the clothing comment, but his country was one button too many to press with the Earl.

“I will give you two point five seconds to vacate this general area before I brew a blizzard so strong it will blow all the roofs of this academy off.”

(Source: earlsenpai)

rockandranmaru:

“Do not touch me.”

“And I don’t have a…tummy. I can’t believe you even just said tummy. You guys all just looked at me when I was standing the wrong way. It was the way I was standing. Buncha assholes.”

“I believe it’s a bit late to tell me ‘not to touch you’, Kurosaki.”  Perhaps more taunting than needed at the moment.

“And I do believe I had seen you from a frontal angle as well. it was jutting out like a sore thumb, much like how you always do with your clothing compared to the rest of us.”

(Source: earlsenpai)

rockandranmaru:

“Then don’t start with me. You belittled me first I believe by calling me fat. I’m clearly not. So obviously you’re just jealous I can eat what I want and not have to worry about it.”

“And now you’re gonna act like a fucking five year old and stomp all over the bag. Having some issues lately or something? Maybe you should go get that looked into.”

“You obviously CANNOT have what you want because you ARE getting fat! Have that tummy of yours checked instead!” Frame leaned forward before he stuck out his index finger and began poking it at the other’s stomach that had briefly began nudging out.

(Source: earlsenpai)

rockandranmaru:

“Alright… if you really want one. You must be hungry then hm? Accepting food from me.”

“Guess what? To bad. This fatty ate them all. You can have the crumbs though.” Tosses the empty bag towards him so it floats down.

….Really.

“Do not belittle me and think I am so hungry I would ask YOU for food. And how DARE you resort to thinking of me so low on the scale that you would insinuate I would take crumbs from a lowly has been!”

Foot instantly stomped over the bag to prove a point, grinding it into the ground as he would have liked to do to Ranmaru’s big head.

(Source: earlsenpai)

rockandranmaru:

“And your point is? These are baked chips anyways, not fried. Though they really aren’t that good. I found them. Want one?”

“You ask me so casually after I had insulted you? What are you thinking..” Though if Ranmaru didn’t like them because they were baked…should Camus even bother with peasant food?

“……one. To see why you think they’re so disgusting if you admire food so much.”

(Source: earlsenpai)

rockandranmaru:

“I’ve noticed you’ve been getting a little more stupid looking lately.”

“I’m afraid you’ll have to do better than that, especially when you’re proving my point by shoveling more food into that face of yours.”

(Source: earlsenpai)

“I’ve noticed you’ve been getting a little fat lately, Kurosaki.”

ai-mikaze:

_{“Perhaps he does not need you any more then.” A accurate if no stark and painful statement. Ai really was blunt… Even if he wasn’t needed there was no doubt Cecil was happy Camus was there for him.}

_{“Or perhaps he needed to learn answers you were unable to give him.”}

Not needed. As he thought. Something about that slightly bothered him, and it didn’t bother him any less because of Ai’s blunt statement. Was this conversation not supposed to be about the boy and not himself?

”..I had asked if you’re alright. Something feels off. Did you feel anything from that song?”

ai-mikaze:

 

_{He glanced up from the screen but not immediately, giving the Earl an impassive look for a few moments. Attention then strayed reluctantly back to the screen although he wasn’t looking at anything in particular.}

_{“There’s nothing wrong… I was under the impression you were intending to give Cecil advice— Or have you already done that?”}

“I have no intention of giving that boy anymore advice right now. He..has seemingly gotten better merely by learning from Starish.” Arms crossed about his chest as his eyes half closed, watching the other closely. Perhaps he was no longer needed? They were facing off against HEAVENS soon enough, so what more was there to do?