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Old 05-01-2011, 06:06 PM

Noticing how the female was sounding very kind and friendly on how she replied to him. Daigo kept a little warm smile on his face as he saw her write something down onto a small note pad; only to put it right back under the bed she was sitting in front of. No doubt about it, this girl must've been able to read and write if she had something like that with her. So when she replied with a question about what his name was, Daigo just tilted his head and continued smiling. "Mine's Daigo." he simply said and began to look right on around the store for a minute, this place sure didn't look like somewhere someone would want to live. At least, to his own knowledge no one would want to live here. Thinking this girl could become a good companion maybe he could buy her. "W-..would you like to leave this place?..I could get you. if you'd like." he asked keeping a smile on his face to show he didn't mean any harm.

Hearing from the small little girl her second question about if something was wrong, Makoto just shook his head while keeping it down between his knees and his wings wrapped around himself. He was really getting nervous about who this new person was, and if they were going to hurt him or not. At this point, with the painful feeling of the chain collar on him; he couldn't really do any fighting back if she were to hurt him. Suddenly, hearing that he would be going to her home with her; he immediatly brought his head back up with his eyes widened in shock. This small girl was actually going to buy him? Joy filled his heart when he heard that she would actually take someone like him as he tried to make the best of it. The thing that brought even more joy was when the girl said that she could actually help him escape this place right now. "R...really?" he asked in shock and excitement slightly. Although, when she poked his wings, Makoto himself and both his wings flinched slightly. Never once had anyone really ever touched his wings, besides himself. It wasn't exactly a bad feeling, but it was just different was all. So when she asked him what kind of space he liked; Makoto just stared in even more shock that he would actually get a room rather than just a simple little bed in the corner of a room. "S-..small ones..p..please." he said with his voice lowering back down to almost a whisper again.

Last edited by happydeath; 05-01-2011 at 06:14 PM..