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[A cold chill of fear, dread, crawls down Julian's back, and he can feel the fur of his tail threatening to stand up.]
I will... Of course I will. [There's a small maddened look that comes into his eyes, just for an instant, when he hears that good boy, even if it's not praise quite yet.]
I'll take care of her, then, for you and Mejojo.
I will... Of course I will. [There's a small maddened look that comes into his eyes, just for an instant, when he hears that good boy, even if it's not praise quite yet.]
I'll take care of her, then, for you and Mejojo.
Of course you will, [ repeats Auger agreeably, nodding his head with a big grin. Julian really is the best choice - but he should be the most fun one, too. After all, he and Fiona have plenty in common. Maybe they'll become friends. Now, wouldn't that be fun?
In any case, he releases the black cat, stepping off in front of him once more with a small flourish. ]
She's a nice girl, so I'm sure you'll get along great! In fact, she might even tell you things she wouldn't tell me or brother. If that happens, make sure you pass it on to me, too.
In any case, he releases the black cat, stepping off in front of him once more with a small flourish. ]
She's a nice girl, so I'm sure you'll get along great! In fact, she might even tell you things she wouldn't tell me or brother. If that happens, make sure you pass it on to me, too.
[Julian exhales slowly, watching Auger as he continues speaking. Ah... So he wants for Julian to spy on the poor girl. Ingrained instinct has him nodding even before he speaks.]
I understand. I'll be certain to do that.
[--even if the thought of doing as such makes his chest hurt, it truly does, a sympathy for this girl who he's never met. She probably doesn't even realise.]
I understand. I'll be certain to do that.
[--even if the thought of doing as such makes his chest hurt, it truly does, a sympathy for this girl who he's never met. She probably doesn't even realise.]
[ It was too much hope for that he'd accept the misdirection, Yako supposes. Neuro after a mystery is like a bloodhound after a scent; he'll accept nothing less than seeing his prey captured, or destroyed. She carefully edges her head to the side, evenings with acidic spit nearly taking her face off still fresh and vivid in her memory. Not that she expects him to start salivating, but with Neuro, it never hurts to be sure.
But she's not exactly sure how to answer his question, either. He may have acknowledged her as a partner, but above all else, Neuro is a demon -- and there are aspects of being human she doubts he'll ever really understand. Typically, her strategy in these sorts of situations is to struggle until he gets bored, but she has that uneasy feeling that things aren't going to be so easy this time around.
Particularly because, much to her dismay, her body's reacting in the ways it shouldn't to the harassment, heartbeat picking up and blood rising to her cheeks. All things Neuro's only sure to take as encouragement, and she tries to will it down without much success. ]
I'll tell you if you let me go. [ She manages, though she doesn't manage to put much conviction into it. ]
But she's not exactly sure how to answer his question, either. He may have acknowledged her as a partner, but above all else, Neuro is a demon -- and there are aspects of being human she doubts he'll ever really understand. Typically, her strategy in these sorts of situations is to struggle until he gets bored, but she has that uneasy feeling that things aren't going to be so easy this time around.
Particularly because, much to her dismay, her body's reacting in the ways it shouldn't to the harassment, heartbeat picking up and blood rising to her cheeks. All things Neuro's only sure to take as encouragement, and she tries to will it down without much success. ]
I'll tell you if you let me go. [ She manages, though she doesn't manage to put much conviction into it. ]
Mmm. Now then... Let's go on a walk, Julian! There's one more thing I need you to do for me.
[ honestly, he doesn't need to be with Julian at all for this, but it makes the best impression. ]
You still know where the waterway in this garden is, don't you? You're the gardener, after all.
[ honestly, he doesn't need to be with Julian at all for this, but it makes the best impression. ]
You still know where the waterway in this garden is, don't you? You're the gardener, after all.
UNLESS YOU WANT SOMETHING NOT HORROR CENTERED IDK MAN
[ It was a quiet night, as most nights should be in residential neighborhood. The occasional car drove down the street, maybe honked once or twice to shoo a cat out of the road, and on several occasions, people swung open the door to their apartment, loudly greeting whomever was inside. It was a nice night for a stroll to ponder the little things in life, to appreciate nature, to think about the future...Except someone is singing, and singing loudly. Whatever they're singing doesn't seem to have any real tune, and no real lyrics for that matter. ]
Trash, trash, traaashhh caaaan. [ Along with loud (and off key) singing, there's a "thud" every so often. ] Oooh, my dessert is on the table! My dessert will be in my tummy! My tum-tum-tum-
[ Dragging a large bag of trash down the outside stairs of her apartment building, Mafuyu is too absorbed in her song to notice how noisy she is being. ] -mmmmmmeee!
[ And on that last, horrid note, Mafuyu dumps her trash into a bin and wipes her hands on her pants. Ah, yes. A job well done. ]
Trash, trash, traaashhh caaaan. [ Along with loud (and off key) singing, there's a "thud" every so often. ] Oooh, my dessert is on the table! My dessert will be in my tummy! My tum-tum-tum-
[ Dragging a large bag of trash down the outside stairs of her apartment building, Mafuyu is too absorbed in her song to notice how noisy she is being. ] -mmmmmmeee!
[ And on that last, horrid note, Mafuyu dumps her trash into a bin and wipes her hands on her pants. Ah, yes. A job well done. ]
[ he's made a terrible mistake.
See, this medicine was supposed to be for turning him, a rabbit, into a human. That was the idea. Usually, when he concocted anything new, he'd test it on himself, considering he didn't exactly have a lot of friends who would also be willing to chug dubious chemicals for him. This time, though, he'd decided to try something a little different - mostly because he's tired of the side effects - and test it out on some of the native fauna. Harmless, right?
Wrong. It had the exact opposite effect he intended. And while he's glad he didn't make himself even more bunny, he's now stuck chasing a small horde of rabbits down the street. ]
Oi! Stop! I said stop! Stop it right now!
See, this medicine was supposed to be for turning him, a rabbit, into a human. That was the idea. Usually, when he concocted anything new, he'd test it on himself, considering he didn't exactly have a lot of friends who would also be willing to chug dubious chemicals for him. This time, though, he'd decided to try something a little different - mostly because he's tired of the side effects - and test it out on some of the native fauna. Harmless, right?
Wrong. It had the exact opposite effect he intended. And while he's glad he didn't make himself even more bunny, he's now stuck chasing a small horde of rabbits down the street. ]
Oi! Stop! I said stop! Stop it right now!
[ prepare for the most useless comrade you can ask for, Mio.
Poor Maou normally feels at home in these sort of spooky, ominous environments, but that's usually because he owns them and they're filled with his henchmen. Not this time. This time, he has no clue where he is, or what these spooky woods are called, and why it's so dark and scary. This definitely isn't the right genre... ]
-- Guh! W-what was that? [ probably just a twig cracking under his shoe, but he jumps a mile, curling up tighter into his mantle. ] ... S... Surely nothing. Anyway, I have nothing to fear! I'm the great Maou, after all! Ha! Haha!
[ yes there's some nerd loudly talking to himself and laughing to himself in the woods. Stealth isn't his strong point. ]
Poor Maou normally feels at home in these sort of spooky, ominous environments, but that's usually because he owns them and they're filled with his henchmen. Not this time. This time, he has no clue where he is, or what these spooky woods are called, and why it's so dark and scary. This definitely isn't the right genre... ]
-- Guh! W-what was that? [ probably just a twig cracking under his shoe, but he jumps a mile, curling up tighter into his mantle. ] ... S... Surely nothing. Anyway, I have nothing to fear! I'm the great Maou, after all! Ha! Haha!
[ yes there's some nerd loudly talking to himself and laughing to himself in the woods. Stealth isn't his strong point. ]
Edited 2014-08-11 05:28 (UTC)
[ Of all things Rapunzel expected to see upon venturing into town that day, a herd of bunnies was not one of them. And he's seen some crazy stuff in his day alright?
This though. This has him stopped right in his tracks, balking even further when he hears March Hare yelling out loud like that. What the heck is going on here??? ]
This though. This has him stopped right in his tracks, balking even further when he hears March Hare yelling out loud like that. What the heck is going on here??? ]
-- Ow! Hey!! What do you think you're doing?!
[ your trash can is TALKING TO YOU, MAFUYU!! And it sounds very displeased with this turn of events! There had been a bright flash of light, and then he'd heard horrible singing, and then... everything was dark, and also smelled really horrible.
That trash is coming back out of the garbage can and at her face, followed by a tall man in a dark cloak with ram horns curling out of his head, and, possibly, a silly banana peel now perched on top of one. ]
Woman! You dare to throw garbage on me?!
[ your trash can is TALKING TO YOU, MAFUYU!! And it sounds very displeased with this turn of events! There had been a bright flash of light, and then he'd heard horrible singing, and then... everything was dark, and also smelled really horrible.
That trash is coming back out of the garbage can and at her face, followed by a tall man in a dark cloak with ram horns curling out of his head, and, possibly, a silly banana peel now perched on top of one. ]
Woman! You dare to throw garbage on me?!
-- You! Help me catch them, or else!
[ March Hare shrieks. Or else... something. The important thing is that the rabbits are coming towards Rapunzel, and that means he might have a chance of finally stopping them! Boy, they're fast for being so small and fat. In any case, he's counting on you, pretty boy!
[ March Hare shrieks. Or else... something. The important thing is that the rabbits are coming towards Rapunzel, and that means he might have a chance of finally stopping them! Boy, they're fast for being so small and fat. In any case, he's counting on you, pretty boy!
[ Small and fat...what have you been feeding these poor bunnies??
Actually don't answer that right now. Rapunzel's starting a little but he reacts instinctively to being told what to do and moves to try and go for the first couple. Who of course react to be charged and scatter but he manages to snatch at least one up!! That's success right... ]
Actually don't answer that right now. Rapunzel's starting a little but he reacts instinctively to being told what to do and moves to try and go for the first couple. Who of course react to be charged and scatter but he manages to snatch at least one up!! That's success right... ]
[ It's a good thing Mafuyu has fast reflexes, because she catches the trash bag right before it smacks her in the face. Maybe if it was day time she wouldn't have done what she was about to do. Maybe she would have been merciful and asked the man if he needed help, or even offered him a towel to clean himself up, but it wasn't day. It was night. And there was a tall, creepy man in her trash can, THROWING TRASH AT HER.
Maou, get ready for a battle cry as Mafuyu raises the trash bag above her head and looks ready to hurl it at him with the force of a Spartan army. ]
SO YOU THROW IT BACK AT ME?! [ SHE'S 15!! WHAT ARE YOU, MAOU?! LIKE 50?! ARE YOU A 50 YEAR OLD PICKING ON A TINY, HELPLESS GIRL?! ]
Maou, get ready for a battle cry as Mafuyu raises the trash bag above her head and looks ready to hurl it at him with the force of a Spartan army. ]
SO YOU THROW IT BACK AT ME?! [ SHE'S 15!! WHAT ARE YOU, MAOU?! LIKE 50?! ARE YOU A 50 YEAR OLD PICKING ON A TINY, HELPLESS GIRL?! ]
Edited 2014-08-12 05:25 (UTC)
[ Mio doesn't feel exactly at home as much as she is genuinely used to all of this. Especially alone. The company of another person did bring a sense of ease, but that also made her desire to protect them reach insane limits.
Which is exactly what's happening with her and Maou. The way he jumps at the slightest sound makes walking around in this dense fog just that much more difficult, quickly turning to him with her flashlight in hand. ]
Then you need to be more quiet. [ She's no good at being stealthy, either, a majority of the time, but it's not like that'll save them from ghosts. Which... might be their problem right now. ] I'm not going to be able to tell if you're actually in trouble or just... panicking, if you keep it up like that.
Which is exactly what's happening with her and Maou. The way he jumps at the slightest sound makes walking around in this dense fog just that much more difficult, quickly turning to him with her flashlight in hand. ]
Then you need to be more quiet. [ She's no good at being stealthy, either, a majority of the time, but it's not like that'll save them from ghosts. Which... might be their problem right now. ] I'm not going to be able to tell if you're actually in trouble or just... panicking, if you keep it up like that.
[ don't sass me, girl! is what he's thinking, but fortunately, his blustery ego is somewhat muffled by the circumstances. Instead, he only shoots her a dirty look, crossing his arms across his chest defensively. It mostly just makes him look more huddled over. Which is also true. ]
I don't need to be told that by some low-level girl...! I can't believe this. Dammit. [ he grumbles under his breath, sulking again. ] -- Anyway, I'm not panicking...! This is merely... alertness. Yes, I'm being careful to sense the enemy!
I don't need to be told that by some low-level girl...! I can't believe this. Dammit. [ he grumbles under his breath, sulking again. ] -- Anyway, I'm not panicking...! This is merely... alertness. Yes, I'm being careful to sense the enemy!
[ MORE LIKE 500!! ANYWAY SHE'S THE ONE THROWING GARBAGE ON HIS MAJESTIC HEAD what if horns popped it and last week's dinner oozed out onto his luxurious mane?? Take responsibility, Mafuyu.
When she gets ready to chuck it again, he looks somewhere between affronted and afraid, holding his hands up in a 'please-no' gesture while simultaneously continuing to yell at her. A Maou hypocrisy special. ]
H-Hey! Don't toss that back over here! You'll stain my cloak! Peasant! I was merely tossing it out of the way, and you happened to be there! [ no, wait, it was definitely on purpose. ]
When she gets ready to chuck it again, he looks somewhere between affronted and afraid, holding his hands up in a 'please-no' gesture while simultaneously continuing to yell at her. A Maou hypocrisy special. ]
H-Hey! Don't toss that back over here! You'll stain my cloak! Peasant! I was merely tossing it out of the way, and you happened to be there! [ no, wait, it was definitely on purpose. ]
[ Huddled over and like a five year old, maybe. ]
"Low-level girl"... [ She repeats it, but by the tone of her voice it's obvious that she doesn't take any offense to it. In fact, she only tilts her head before her eyes return to the direction they're walking.
It's difficult to see anything in this fog, which makes her more on edge with the fact. ] You don't have to lie, you know. [ Not everyone will openly state their fear, Mio... ] I'll make sure that the both of us make it out of here.
[ Alive, she might add. ]
"Low-level girl"... [ She repeats it, but by the tone of her voice it's obvious that she doesn't take any offense to it. In fact, she only tilts her head before her eyes return to the direction they're walking.
It's difficult to see anything in this fog, which makes her more on edge with the fact. ] You don't have to lie, you know. [ Not everyone will openly state their fear, Mio... ] I'll make sure that the both of us make it out of here.
[ Alive, she might add. ]
It's not a lie! [ he yells (again) in a strained voice, then immediately slams his lips shut, looking sheepish. Right. Don't be loud. It's not that he's afraid or taking orders from her! He's just doing what's probably wisest in this situation. That's all. ]
You will? And how will you do that?
[ skeptical... and now grumpy. ]
You will? And how will you do that?
[ skeptical... and now grumpy. ]
[ Poor Sebastian. How did you end up in this situation?
"This situation" being "in the throne room of Maou's illustrious castle, watching said Maou nervously pace a hole back and forth in front of that throne." On his mind is, of course, revenge. Revenge for getting beaten so quickly by those lousy Heroes - the same thing he always thinks about. Unfortunately, the problem with just thinking about revenge is that it doesn't actually get much done... but there's not much else he can do but think about it. He got beaten soundly. The game is over now, and all he can do is wallow in his own self-pity. ]
Dammit... Dammit! I can't believe this! How many days am I going to spend waiting for their return? It's all that girl's fault! When I see her, I'll show her just how much pain I've caused... Yes. So much pain! [ talking out loud to himself. ] I'll... Summon the dragon! Yes! I'll give her a raise, and then she'll definitely serve me once again!
[ please stop him while he's ahead, Sebastian. Or pour him another glass of wine. Either one. ]
"This situation" being "in the throne room of Maou's illustrious castle, watching said Maou nervously pace a hole back and forth in front of that throne." On his mind is, of course, revenge. Revenge for getting beaten so quickly by those lousy Heroes - the same thing he always thinks about. Unfortunately, the problem with just thinking about revenge is that it doesn't actually get much done... but there's not much else he can do but think about it. He got beaten soundly. The game is over now, and all he can do is wallow in his own self-pity. ]
Dammit... Dammit! I can't believe this! How many days am I going to spend waiting for their return? It's all that girl's fault! When I see her, I'll show her just how much pain I've caused... Yes. So much pain! [ talking out loud to himself. ] I'll... Summon the dragon! Yes! I'll give her a raise, and then she'll definitely serve me once again!
[ please stop him while he's ahead, Sebastian. Or pour him another glass of wine. Either one. ]
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