M I T S U R U ' S q/a

[Note::.]

Mitsuru strummed his fingers with much frustration on the wooden table, glaring at you from across the room.
The boy shifted, leaning forward slightly as he placed his chin in his free palm, his elbow resting on the table.
His fingers were still drumming against then wood, his cold gaze still fixated on your motionless eyes.

You fidget uneasily where you stand in the darkened room, then noticing from your discomfort the Angel frowned, his dimmed eyes; flickering to the nearest wall.

"What's so funny?" you snapped, crossing your arms over your chest, "I'm here to ask you questions-- I'm not here to be laughed at by some snot-nosed brat."

The drumming of his fingers stopped.

Mitsuru's dark gaze suddenly darted back on you, his frown fading into a calmed line.

You stiffen, but stuck out your chin confidently; not letting any hint of your own cautiousness pass you.

Mitsuru let his arm rest down on the table next to the other, now calmly sitting up in his chair. The boy let out a bored sigh, his eyes not leaving yours.
"Sit," he muttered suddenly to you, his irritation with you clearly evident, watching as you walked forward and took your seat from across the table, all while expressing too much confidence to not let your slightly nervous outlook on him show through.

His glare fastened back again as you made yourself comfortable, now resting both of your elbows on the table, lacing your fingers through each other, and then finally settling your chin on top of your hands, giving the Angel a challenging glare against his own.

"Tch... you have my attention," Mitsuru murmured, his young voice suddenly as cold as his narrowed eyes.
"Get on with it."

[Orpheus]

"Mitsuru." I remember asking, my tone of voice confident despite the odd chill the room harbored. "My first question to you..." I paused for a second, briefly faltering in the cold before looking up, an interested spark in my eyes to meet his own irritated stare. "I know that you are of a high rank in your society, but is there anybody that you respect or admire as being somewhat 'better' than you? And if so, could you name them?" I was interested to see if there was anyone that this angel looked up to, or if he was so powerful or obnoxious as to rank himself as the most powerful creature of his kind...

[Note::.]

Mitsuru narrowed his eyes on Orpheus as he explained his question, folding his arms over his chest. He closed his eyes for a moment; sighing, then glancing back to Orpheus, his expression calm, but uncomfortably serious.

"The other Elementals are my equals... as irritating and and irresponsible they may be, it's true. The only other I would have to say that I take orders from is from the big guy himself." he paused for a moment, his dimmed eyes drifting off to the side, "Though, I wouldn't say that I respect him either; some of his orders I don't agree with... even though I still have to carry them out." Mitsuru's gaze shifted into a glare as he said this, looking back to Orpheus.

"There." the boy muttered lowly, "Satisfied?"