Recent content by Rivaille Nightray

Arms crossed in front of his chest, young Rivaille Nightray fought hard not to scream bloody murder while walking around in circles. The eleven year old was usually calm. Rarely was he ever fazed by anything, and it was pretty hard to get him to show any emotion, even anger. His face was almost...

-wrong account- xD

Of all the Nightray children, Rivaille had always been the calm and quiet one. He wasn't like his older cousin who was too proud to just let anything pass. He wasn't like his twin either. Armin was too loud, he was the type to always make a statement wherever he goes. He wasn't like his sister...

okay then.. xD

distance

contacts

numbers

noise (I'm being extremely 'positive' today xD )

seminars (not all of course, but well, some can really put the listeners to sleep~ xD )

If there's one thing that could calm ten year old Rivaille Nightray aside from his twin brother, it would be sweets. Though technically, sweets and his twin brother were the same, after all, it was only the few minutes older Nightray who knew Rivaille's obsession with said delights. And thus...

Rivaille had been too happy to drop the childish and cheerful act that he had to wear when their sister got the answer to their question correctly. However, that didn't mean that he was happy being beaten in their own game, and the fact that Armin had tried to blame him, though quite playfully...

Rivaille Nightray disliked traveling. He was the type to prefer to stay in his room and read books. He disliked being around other people, disliked having to go out of his way to try and be sociable. He disliked talking. In fact, he disliked everything that has to do with socializing in general...

Rivaille Nightray disliked a lot of things, it was a trait that he shared with his older cousin. He disliked waiting, he disliked frilly dresses, and he disliked noise. Muggles, however, was on another level. He hated them. Dislike and hate were two different things. Rarely does he use the word...

Just when he thought that he had already reach the peak of his irritation, Rivalle was faced yet again, with another thing that could potentially annoy him. He could do with having to walk around a place with muggles, but enter a house of one was entirely different. Sure, the girl seemed to know...

He was already used to his twin's laughter, but this time around, it was more irritating that all the previous ones that he had heard. Rivalle pursed his lips and gave his twin a blank look. Armin was already pushing it. Seriously, rarely did Rivaille het irritated, priding himself to be someone...