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from Hagane Miku, sleeping, porn, snoozing, snoring, nighttime, oh and did I mention sleeping?Okurine Luki is a generally plain male, when it comes to emotions. He feels portraying weaker emotions like love and joy will make himself appear weak, so he tends to be the more stoic type, when someone yells at him to do something, he simply closes up more, becoming more stone and emotionless, until they insult him. Once insulted, he will fight back, and when he barks you should be running for the hills. He doesn't laugh or smile much either, usually a bored or an angry, 'I-don't-really-care', expression on his face, which may make him intimidating at first glance.
He's not much different if you're close to him either, even a lover, he'll just be closed up and cold unless you try really hard to pry him open and see what's inside. He's not the type you'd take to counseling and therapy, but more along the lines of you should black-mail him to get the information you need. If you're a lover, it would be just a bit easier for you. Kiss him or something and he'll usually spill the beans.
Aside from being a rocker, he has to make a living somehow, so he took up the job of being an undertaker, thus where his last name originated, Okurine - 'Funeral Sound'. Being the older sibling and supposed to make a path for his younger sister, he's not the best role model taking in the fact that they were not raised around dead bodies and coffins, but not much love and happy sparkles either.
"Don't speak unless someone's fucking talking t' ya."
Don't you f u c k i n g dare.
I swear to fucking god. You touch her I'll kick your ass so hard you'll be tasting my boot for a week.
Well s h i t.
Haganes. Fuck with them if you want. Just not th' mom. Or sister.
I....I'm not gonna say that d a m n word.
Not gonna say the L word.
Guess we're f r i e n d s 'er somethin'..
We're close.. Try not t' show up at my work.
Meh. It could be b e t t e r.
Truthfully, I don't give two shits about you. Just try harder next time.
Ten feet u n d e r.
I'll be dressing you're damn corpse t'morrow, asshole.
No.. Just n o.
Stop. Fuckin'. Stalking. Me.
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[ grunts ]
Thanks, chickie. And you look pretty much like an old lady with hair like that.
[ raises eyebrow ]
Okurine Luki, Mortician extraordinaire.
[ raise eyebrow ]
What's your problem? Or do I have something on my face.