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Post by Vyn on Apr 12, 2006 12:38:31 GMT -7
Jirisen cocked his head to the side, gazing up at Isibia with blank confusion that might've passed for innocent curiosity if he were a more intelligent creature. Her words, however, did trigger interest even if he didn't know how to properly express it...or how to properly understand what she would tell him for that matter. She was mother to him, she fed him after all, but the mean one was nothing more...the Greed-consumed canine would never truly have such a place in Jirisen's limited mind. With his mind empty and his hollow eyes wide, Jirisen watched the flickering images. The shine of metal, the sparkle of jewels. Mayhaps there was a little Greed in him, but if there was...he'd never know. Her words brought a slight tilt to his head, uncomprehending, before his attention shifted to Xavidje. Jirisen's brother was exhausted but Jirisen would not move unless he was told to. Instead he shifted ever so slightly, as if to make himself a more comfortable pillow, before his hungry gaze returned to the ravishing sparkle of Isibia's golden chains. Jirisen: 11
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