- Messages
- 11
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Age
- 10/2007
Tylien Matthias was back in Bulgaria for some visits. He had heard that Zion Matthias, his brother, was up here for a bit, but then word got out that his brother left for Africa. Now that was not right. Looking for his own place still, Tylien was all over the place in the world. From Europe to New Zealand, yet nothing seemed to suit his very specific tastes. Tylien was going to find himself a place soon, and then move out from his old, smaller house completely as well as his brothers' house. He needed something larger. The small house he had now was in Russia where he would stay temporarily and also where he finished his education to get the job that he had now. The only issue was that he hated people, and his job had a ton of people going in and out. At least he could heal his family, that is, if he wanted to or felt like it. The bad thing was, he thought that he would never want to because they all got on his nerves so much. Honestly, Tylien did not even care about his family at all. He cared about himself overall, and then there was the small little animals that he kept in his home. They were simple, easy to take care of and much more respectable than people. People got on his nerves. He hated them all, but the things he took care of, it was his weakness. The Russian man straightened out his leather jacket as he walked the streets for a moment, and he wondered around with a magazine in his hand and a bottle of alcohol in the other. He was a casual drinker, much like Arman. It made him less hateful, but when the certain buttons were pushed, he would just let out his anger at them.
Sethos was different from Tylien. Sethos had a lot of anger but he was more like a kid that wanted to get his way. Tylien knew how to manipulate people and he generally hated them. The things he had done would make everything Sethos did look like mere child's play. Then something caught his attention that made Tylien put the magazine away. He folded it up and he looked down upon a small, helpless kitten. The white fur was soaked with dirt and the kitten barely looked like it was old enough to fend for itself. Tylien immediately thought that the poor thing needed help immediately. However before he could reach it, seemed like some other woman was going in for the same thing. Tylien pulled out his wand and he didn't care if she was a muggle or not, "Excuse you, you have no business going near me." Tylien was very rude, and he did not care. He bent down and scooped the little thing into his free arm that was not holding a wand. Then he knew her. It had just been quite a while. "Oh, it's you," Tylien wrinkled his nose and he almost sneered those three words.
Sethos was different from Tylien. Sethos had a lot of anger but he was more like a kid that wanted to get his way. Tylien knew how to manipulate people and he generally hated them. The things he had done would make everything Sethos did look like mere child's play. Then something caught his attention that made Tylien put the magazine away. He folded it up and he looked down upon a small, helpless kitten. The white fur was soaked with dirt and the kitten barely looked like it was old enough to fend for itself. Tylien immediately thought that the poor thing needed help immediately. However before he could reach it, seemed like some other woman was going in for the same thing. Tylien pulled out his wand and he didn't care if she was a muggle or not, "Excuse you, you have no business going near me." Tylien was very rude, and he did not care. He bent down and scooped the little thing into his free arm that was not holding a wand. Then he knew her. It had just been quite a while. "Oh, it's you," Tylien wrinkled his nose and he almost sneered those three words.