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Asriel has always felt more of a connection to jayden cross then he ever has with Raziel. He found it easier to talk with Jayden and truly viewed him as an older brother. while he did cherish his twin, there was no denying that Raziel at times was infuriating, he couldn't stand how much of a baby he was at times.
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a sudden visitor barged into Jayden's room. A young girl who looked to be around the same age he was. Given the lack of reaction from Jayden, Asriel assumed that the two were friends of some sort. He didn't care to acknowledge her outside of looking her way when she first erupted into the room without bothering to knock. Asriel focused on sharpening and polishing his throwing daggers, completely ignoring her comment.
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When jayden cross left the vicinity, Asriel attempted to follow in his footsteps. He only pauses when the unknown visitor stated another snarky comment, this time he didn't let it go unanswered. "I do not know the type of relationship you have with jayden, nor do I care much but.." he turns around locking eyes with her, a glint of anger shining in his. "be careful with your words. " he warns her subtly before answering her other comment. "I don't want anything from him." he states without providing any more detail, his tone gradually becoming more irritated. "I'm just at ease around him, he's my friend."

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Amused violet hues drift over towards the fair haired boy who seemed to be quite cross with her. "be careful with your words." he warned, his tone dangerously low. Victoria, ever being the miscreant of mischief, couldn't help the smirk that stretched across her lips. She loved running into people that were so easy to mess with. Her mind would often think of how Cillian Quinn was just so fun to tease.[break][break]

"Or what?" she challenged the boy as her eyes narrowed on him. "You gonna make me?" She asked as she slowly rose to a seated position on Jayden's bed. Confidence and arrogance oozed from her very pores. You could see it in her movements and expression, in the way she carried herself.[break][break]

"i don't want anything from him." Tori was surprised after that earlier bravado that he would even deign to answer her question. "i'm just at ease around him, he's my friend." Tori scoffed as she rolled her eyes. "Boring." she admitted with a yawn. "Mmm, then again, that might be why you two get along so well. So alike after all, and dreadfully dull."[break][break]

Victoria stretched for a moment while resting on Jayden's bed. "Everyone wants something." She wasn't quite sure why she had the urge to teach this brat a lesson but...perhaps it was in the way he glared at her. How dare chastise her when he seemed to be ignorant of the ways of the world?[break][break]

It was human nature to have desires to covet that which was not yours and to be overcome with greed. She'd watched that first hand while in Kanto. "Anyone who says otherwise is just an idealistic and naive fool." she said with a pointed jab at the boy. "Or they just don't know what they want yet." Leaning forward on her legs she stared the boy down.[break][break]

"So...which one are you?"

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Asriel rolls his shoulders and casts a dismissive glance at Victoria's taunt. He wasn’t one to fight without purpose; his mentors, THEO BECKETT and @cillian, alongside jayden cross taught him better than to engage in meaningless conflicts, especially against those who were weaker than himself.
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Observing Tori closely while she made herself comfortable on Jayden's bed. scoffing at her audacity, and deeming her behavior and remarks to be absurd. Sighing dramatically, Asriel flops into his own bed, positioned right next to Jaydens. His eyes wandered to the plain ceiling, a deliberate attempt to shut out the girl besides him. Letting out another annoyed sigh as Tori continued to pester him with questions he deemed utterly stupid, before finally responding to her.
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"Yeah? Well I want you to shut the hell up so I can get some fucking sleep." Keeping his eyes trained on the ceiling, he reached blindly for a pillow besides him, finally managing to snag it after a brief but determined struggle. He then lazily tossed it toward Tori, secretly hoping it would land squarely in her face.
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“I know exactly what I want from Jayden: to be his friend. But let’s be real—you’re the one who’s totally lost when it comes to what you actually want. So quit wasting your time asking for answers from people you hardly even know.” Rolling onto his side, he turned his back to her and buried his face into the pillow, trying to get some sleep.
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