She blinks "Honey... I am your mother... What in hells name out that idea into your head that I am not?" She asked, looking a bit concerned.
"You're the mother who laid a black egg, abandoned it for 12 gold pieces and the knowledge that you had a kid somewhere out there, and also you just randomly decided to come find me??" She says with a slightly bitter tongue. She huffs sparks, leaning back in her chair.
Suddenly, she stands up, tears rolling down her cheeks "I never abandoned you!" She runs to her bedroom and shuts the door.
Isaac is slumped against a tree with his jacket partially on fire. Pieces of partially melted metal are strewn about the area with some a good distance away
Xan races over, smothering the flames with a wave of his hand. He snaps his fingers in Isaac's ear "Hey.. hey wake up?"
He groans and looks at Xan "what happened?"
"Heard a bang but that's was it, could've been an explosion." He shrugs and picks him up.
He sighs "it was probably an explosion. [gp] project backfired"
He doesn’t resist, tucking himself into the covers “Apparently Domino wants to go to Vanderbilt, she’s going to be amazing.” He says sighing.
He gives her a friendly wink “Not half as beautiful as you.” He says, picking a red Lilly, putting in on his gi.
He laughs again “Dragons have to be strong Lilac, but if you ever want a meal, come to me.”
"She'll do wonderful, sweetie. Rest now." She says, whispering gently into his ear.
"Oh, uhm, thank you.. I have a boyfriend..." The white lilly wilts, and stops floating.
"I'm strong, just.. young.." She says, puffing out her chest. "Thank you, unc..."
He closes his eyes, going to sleep with a smile.
He stops, raising an eyebrow “Obviously, do you think I’m interested in you? Do people not give compliments around here?” He says, tilting his head.
He smiles, picking them up and hugging them tight “You are strong, and you’ll only get stronger.”
"No, i'm sure they do, sorry... thats a me problem, not a you problem.." She says, looking down at her lap.
She chuckles softly, hugging back. "Thank you... I just wish Sil saw that side of me.."
“Don’t worry about it, you’re pretty, it makes sense to think I’m trying to flirt with you. Your boyfriend must be lucky.” He chuckles
He puts them back to the ground, beaming “Sil will see that side of you, and they probably already do.”
"Thank you, Shen. You're not half bad yourself. in a friendly manner, of course."
"I hope so..." She says, picking the bowl back up, finishing it quickly, but quietly.
*sneaking this in here, ahem-*
Domino enters the tavern, covered in many small to medium cuts.
“Happy to hear that, not many of my coworkers like me, but that might be because I’m higher rank than them.” He stands up, stretching, more flexible than anyone would except.
He sighs, cleaning the bowl “You know they care about you, just know, you’re young, they don’t want you getting hurt.”
What appears to be a teenager walks into the tavern, they are wearing a black school uniform with some customizations, like some purple detailing on the jacket. They have slicked back black hair, and sharper features, they have a war hammer on their back, looking strong despite appearing only 18, they also have a strange pouch on their belt. Their eyes are an electric yellow, looking around the place.
"Oh, what do you do for work?" She says, genuinely interested.
"Yeah.... Thanks unc, I'm gonna go back to my sun-spot, wanna join?"
As soon as she takes sight of the man, a low purr escapes her throat. She approaches him, not exactly looking the best, as she's covered in splashes of blood. "Hello, you new in town?"
“You can call me… a pest remover. It’s hard to explain really, do you have the time?”
He smiles “Why not, I’ve done my workout already, I’d be happy to absorb the sun with you.”
He looks to them, his face like stone, softening at the sight of her for a moment. He nods, his voice calm “Yeah, did you know you’re covered in blood?” He says, pulling out a handkerchief, handing it to her.
He nods and sits down at a table, picking up a menu and reading it.
"Not really. I've never met him, but he has a reputation around here. People say I look like him."
He does a quick, silent prayer, then eats ravenously, as if he hadn't had food in days.
William watches him for a moment more before heading back into the kitchen.
"Indeed... Very similar." He rasps, nodding.
She grins "Well I am glad someone is hungry!" She claps her hands.
After a minute, he writes something on a napkin and closes the menu.
"His family actually came from mine. All the abuse and sacrifice and neglect was inherited. It's nice to hear that a cousin of mine broke the cycle."
As soon as he finishes, he wipes his mouth on a napkin. "Thank you, mama. May I have some more? It's really good, like always."
A server comes out, a automatan resembling a pig headed humanoid, and it bows to them "What can I get started for you?'
It blinks "Cousin?"
She nods happily "Make sure Lichen doesn't steal from your plate, he's fat enough as he is. Found a rat the other day and didn't even chew the poor thing!" She laughs heartly and sets down another plate and bowl before him.
"Well, unfortunately, I cannot taste a thing. Nothing on your part, my tongue simply doesn't work well." He places his hands in his pockets "Perhaps try some other tongues and get a variety of answers?"
"Ichigo... Akisawa... I am the... Last living body.."
He nods, standing up to his full colossal height "I should probably take that advice to heart. I don't believe we have met before, Ragnerious, grandson of Ragnaris. Nice to meet you."
"L-last... living... body?" They tilt their head, playing with the lion.
"Ah.. the Dragon Lord, I have heard of him." He nods "I am William Giordano. Head Chef and proprietor of The Red Plate."
He nods "Last of.. my kind."
“Happy to hear grandad’s reputation reaches even you. Happy we can be acquainted William, do you mind if I call you William? Would you prefer Mr.Giordano?”
They lower their head “M-must… be… lonely.”
"William is fine. What the customers call, what everyone calls me. Consider it offered to you as well." He shrugs.
"Sometimes.. but I have.. friends.. here."
He chuckles deeply, smiling “Happy to hear that, I would be right to assume this is your establishment?” He says, tapping the wall softly.
They tilt their head, confused “Friends? W-what is friends?”
"It is. Made it myself, raised it myself, hell.. I'll die in it." He chuckles.
"Friends... People you can.. trust in "
He nods “That’s some commitment I can admire, if I built up something I wouldn’t want to lose it either.”
“Trust…in? Trust… trust in papa. Papa friend?”
"Mn.. lost it once before... Won't happen again." He says, his steely grey eyes turning sharp.
"Papa would be.. father."
“I commend you for that, but there is no threat to your home right now, you don’t need that fire in your eyes just yet.”
“Yes… yes… father. Do… you want… be friend?”
"Heh, not yet... At least until a man made of shrimps decided to pop back up and ruin everything." He sighs.
"Sure... Everyone needs.. friend." He nods.
He laughs, before realizing he’s serious, and then begins to laugh harder, falling, shaking the ground “A man made of shirmp! Ruining a cook! I love irony! Ha!”
They smile, a tear dropping down their plastic face “T-thank you.”
"Mn, all fun and everything until he is threatening to take you before the government for crimes you didn't commit.' he shrugs "But sure, funny."
Ichigo holds them in his lap, refusing to let anyone get near them, growling softly if someone gets even ten feet close.
She blinks "Honey... I am your mother... What in hells name out that idea into your head that I am not?" She asked, looking a bit concerned.
"You're the mother who laid a black egg, abandoned it for 12 gold pieces and the knowledge that you had a kid somewhere out there, and also you just randomly decided to come find me??" She says with a slightly bitter tongue. She huffs sparks, leaning back in her chair.
Suddenly, she stands up, tears rolling down her cheeks "I never abandoned you!" She runs to her bedroom and shuts the door.
Lilac watches, that's all she can really do now. She can't bring herself to do much more, not after hurting Okigaro's feelings, so she sits there, a whimpering mess.
After a moment, Okigaro steps back out, trying to compose herself "If you really hate me that much... You can leave. I won't stop you honey."
"Well, unfortunately, I cannot taste a thing. Nothing on your part, my tongue simply doesn't work well." He places his hands in his pockets "Perhaps try some other tongues and get a variety of answers?"
"Ichigo... Akisawa... I am the... Last living body.."
He nods, standing up to his full colossal height "I should probably take that advice to heart. I don't believe we have met before, Ragnerious, grandson of Ragnaris. Nice to meet you."
"L-last... living... body?" They tilt their head, playing with the lion.
"Ah.. the Dragon Lord, I have heard of him." He nods "I am William Giordano. Head Chef and proprietor of The Red Plate."
He nods "Last of.. my kind."
“Happy to hear grandad’s reputation reaches even you. Happy we can be acquainted William, do you mind if I call you William? Would you prefer Mr.Giordano?”
They lower their head “M-must… be… lonely.”
"William is fine. What the customers call, what everyone calls me. Consider it offered to you as well." He shrugs.
"Sometimes.. but I have.. friends.. here."
He chuckles deeply, smiling “Happy to hear that, I would be right to assume this is your establishment?” He says, tapping the wall softly.
They tilt their head, confused “Friends? W-what is friends?”
"It is. Made it myself, raised it myself, hell.. I'll die in it." He chuckles.
"Friends... People you can.. trust in "
He nods “That’s some commitment I can admire, if I built up something I wouldn’t want to lose it either.”
“Trust…in? Trust… trust in papa. Papa friend?”
"Mn.. lost it once before... Won't happen again." He says, his steely grey eyes turning sharp.
"Papa would be.. father."
“I commend you for that, but there is no threat to your home right now, you don’t need that fire in your eyes just yet.”
“Yes… yes… father. Do… you want… be friend?”
"Heh, not yet... At least until a man made of shrimps decided to pop back up and ruin everything." He sighs.
"Sure... Everyone needs.. friend." He nods.
He laughs, before realizing he’s serious, and then begins to laugh harder, falling, shaking the ground “A man made of shirmp! Ruining a cook! I love irony! Ha!”
They smile, a tear dropping down their plastic face “T-thank you.”
"Mn, all fun and everything until he is threatening to take you before the government for crimes you didn't commit.' he shrugs "But sure, funny."
Ichigo holds them in his lap, refusing to let anyone get near them, growling softly if someone gets even ten feet close.
He wipes away a tear “Sorry, yeah sorry. I actually understand that more than you would expect. Sometimes it’s best to laugh, make things better when they are bad right?”
They hug Ichigo, their entire body seems to be made of plastic, only their internals actually organic, Ichigo can feel a soft thrum, more than just a heartbeat, something else too.
After a minute, he writes something on a napkin and closes the menu.
"His family actually came from mine. All the abuse and sacrifice and neglect was inherited. It's nice to hear that a cousin of mine broke the cycle."
As soon as he finishes, he wipes his mouth on a napkin. "Thank you, mama. May I have some more? It's really good, like always."
A server comes out, a automatan resembling a pig headed humanoid, and it bows to them "What can I get started for you?'
It blinks "Cousin?"
She nods happily "Make sure Lichen doesn't steal from your plate, he's fat enough as he is. Found a rat the other day and didn't even chew the poor thing!" She laughs heartly and sets down another plate and bowl before him.
He looks up and hands it the napkin. "May I have the spinach and egg-drop pasta soup and a glass of ice water to start with?"
"Oh, yes. I'm something of a great-great-great uncle. He doesn't know me. As far as the family knows, the fey are still enjoying my sacrifice."
Tears run down from his hidden eyes as he eats, slower this time, savoring each bite.
He doesn’t resist, tucking himself into the covers “Apparently Domino wants to go to Vanderbilt, she’s going to be amazing.” He says sighing.
He gives her a friendly wink “Not half as beautiful as you.” He says, picking a red Lilly, putting in on his gi.
He laughs again “Dragons have to be strong Lilac, but if you ever want a meal, come to me.”
"She'll do wonderful, sweetie. Rest now." She says, whispering gently into his ear.
"Oh, uhm, thank you.. I have a boyfriend..." The white lilly wilts, and stops floating.
"I'm strong, just.. young.." She says, puffing out her chest. "Thank you, unc..."
He closes his eyes, going to sleep with a smile.
He stops, raising an eyebrow “Obviously, do you think I’m interested in you? Do people not give compliments around here?” He says, tilting his head.
He smiles, picking them up and hugging them tight “You are strong, and you’ll only get stronger.”
"No, i'm sure they do, sorry... thats a me problem, not a you problem.." She says, looking down at her lap.
She chuckles softly, hugging back. "Thank you... I just wish Sil saw that side of me.."
“Don’t worry about it, you’re pretty, it makes sense to think I’m trying to flirt with you. Your boyfriend must be lucky.” He chuckles
He puts them back to the ground, beaming “Sil will see that side of you, and they probably already do.”
"Thank you, Shen. You're not half bad yourself. in a friendly manner, of course."
"I hope so..." She says, picking the bowl back up, finishing it quickly, but quietly.
*sneaking this in here, ahem-*
Domino enters the tavern, covered in many small to medium cuts.
“Happy to hear that, not many of my coworkers like me, but that might be because I’m higher rank than them.” He stands up, stretching, more flexible than anyone would except.
He sighs, cleaning the bowl “You know they care about you, just know, you’re young, they don’t want you getting hurt.”
What appears to be a teenager walks into the tavern, they are wearing a black school uniform with some customizations, like some purple detailing on the jacket. They have slicked back black hair, and sharper features, they have a war hammer on their back, looking strong despite appearing only 18, they also have a strange pouch on their belt. Their eyes are an electric yellow, looking around the place.
"Oh, what do you do for work?" She says, genuinely interested.
"Yeah.... Thanks unc, I'm gonna go back to my sun-spot, wanna join?"
As soon as she takes sight of the man, a low purr escapes her throat. She approaches him, not exactly looking the best, as she's covered in splashes of blood. "Hello, you new in town?"
“You can call me… a pest remover. It’s hard to explain really, do you have the time?”
He smiles “Why not, I’ve done my workout already, I’d be happy to absorb the sun with you.”
He looks to them, his face like stone, softening at the sight of her for a moment. He nods, his voice calm “Yeah, did you know you’re covered in blood?” He says, pulling out a handkerchief, handing it to her.
"I do, actually." She says, turning to face him
"Perfect, let's go!" She says, shifting back to her feral form
"I just got back from a bounty, but.. no, thank you." She takes it, smiling, wiping the blood off of her face.
He is doing a handstand, “Okay, basically, everything you know isn’t real, there are actually creatures that exist that are the concepts you know. Like Burn being fire, or Galaxy being space. I make sure they don’t destroy the world.”
He follows after them, shifting into his own dragon form, flapping heavy wings.
He puts the handkerchief back, nodding “Cool, you’re a bounty hunter, nice.” He walks over to take a seat “You know what’s good here?”
Isaac is slumped against a tree with his jacket partially on fire. Pieces of partially melted metal are strewn about the area with some a good distance away
Xan races over, smothering the flames with a wave of his hand. He snaps his fingers in Isaac's ear "Hey.. hey wake up?"
He groans and looks at Xan "what happened?"
"Heard a bang but that's was it, could've been an explosion." He shrugs and picks him up.
He sighs "it was probably an explosion. [gp] project backfired"
Xan curses in infernal and sighs "You okay?"
"i'm not sure"
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So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
"Well, unfortunately, I cannot taste a thing. Nothing on your part, my tongue simply doesn't work well." He places his hands in his pockets "Perhaps try some other tongues and get a variety of answers?"
"Ichigo... Akisawa... I am the... Last living body.."
He nods, standing up to his full colossal height "I should probably take that advice to heart. I don't believe we have met before, Ragnerious, grandson of Ragnaris. Nice to meet you."
"L-last... living... body?" They tilt their head, playing with the lion.
"Ah.. the Dragon Lord, I have heard of him." He nods "I am William Giordano. Head Chef and proprietor of The Red Plate."
He nods "Last of.. my kind."
“Happy to hear grandad’s reputation reaches even you. Happy we can be acquainted William, do you mind if I call you William? Would you prefer Mr.Giordano?”
They lower their head “M-must… be… lonely.”
"William is fine. What the customers call, what everyone calls me. Consider it offered to you as well." He shrugs.
"Sometimes.. but I have.. friends.. here."
He chuckles deeply, smiling “Happy to hear that, I would be right to assume this is your establishment?” He says, tapping the wall softly.
They tilt their head, confused “Friends? W-what is friends?”
"It is. Made it myself, raised it myself, hell.. I'll die in it." He chuckles.
"Friends... People you can.. trust in "
He nods “That’s some commitment I can admire, if I built up something I wouldn’t want to lose it either.”
“Trust…in? Trust… trust in papa. Papa friend?”
"Mn.. lost it once before... Won't happen again." He says, his steely grey eyes turning sharp.
"Papa would be.. father."
“I commend you for that, but there is no threat to your home right now, you don’t need that fire in your eyes just yet.”
“Yes… yes… father. Do… you want… be friend?”
"Heh, not yet... At least until a man made of shrimps decided to pop back up and ruin everything." He sighs.
"Sure... Everyone needs.. friend." He nods.
He laughs, before realizing he’s serious, and then begins to laugh harder, falling, shaking the ground “A man made of shirmp! Ruining a cook! I love irony! Ha!”
They smile, a tear dropping down their plastic face “T-thank you.”
"Mn, all fun and everything until he is threatening to take you before the government for crimes you didn't commit.' he shrugs "But sure, funny."
Ichigo holds them in his lap, refusing to let anyone get near them, growling softly if someone gets even ten feet close.
He wipes away a tear “Sorry, yeah sorry. I actually understand that more than you would expect. Sometimes it’s best to laugh, make things better when they are bad right?”
They hug Ichigo, their entire body seems to be made of plastic, only their internals actually organic, Ichigo can feel a soft thrum, more than just a heartbeat, something else too.
"Humor doesn't solve hunger." He shrugs "Humor doesn't pay bills."
They can't feel any heat coming off Ichigo, but the rustling of millions of insects can be heard from inside his armor.
She blinks "Honey... I am your mother... What in hells name out that idea into your head that I am not?" She asked, looking a bit concerned.
"You're the mother who laid a black egg, abandoned it for 12 gold pieces and the knowledge that you had a kid somewhere out there, and also you just randomly decided to come find me??" She says with a slightly bitter tongue. She huffs sparks, leaning back in her chair.
Suddenly, she stands up, tears rolling down her cheeks "I never abandoned you!" She runs to her bedroom and shuts the door.
Lilac watches, that's all she can really do now. She can't bring herself to do much more, not after hurting Okigaro's feelings, so she sits there, a whimpering mess.
After a moment, Okigaro steps back out, trying to compose herself "If you really hate me that much... You can leave. I won't stop you honey."
"I don't hate you! I just really don't think you're really my mother, but that doesn't matter to me, i'm willing to love you the same either way!"
She huffs, folding her massive arms "This hurts me child..."
After a minute, he writes something on a napkin and closes the menu.
"His family actually came from mine. All the abuse and sacrifice and neglect was inherited. It's nice to hear that a cousin of mine broke the cycle."
As soon as he finishes, he wipes his mouth on a napkin. "Thank you, mama. May I have some more? It's really good, like always."
A server comes out, a automatan resembling a pig headed humanoid, and it bows to them "What can I get started for you?'
It blinks "Cousin?"
She nods happily "Make sure Lichen doesn't steal from your plate, he's fat enough as he is. Found a rat the other day and didn't even chew the poor thing!" She laughs heartly and sets down another plate and bowl before him.
He looks up and hands it the napkin. "May I have the spinach and egg-drop pasta soup and a glass of ice water to start with?"
"Oh, yes. I'm something of a great-great-great uncle. He doesn't know me. As far as the family knows, the fey are still enjoying my sacrifice."
Tears run down from his hidden eyes as he eats, slower this time, savoring each bite.
It takes it and nods, smiling "Of course! I'll be right back.'
"Huh... Smaller.." he tilts his head from side to side.
“But Humor doesn’t kill anyone either, it’s better to laugh than to not my friend.”
They seem to look through the armor to all the skittering bugs, their eyes darting around “Bugs… lots. Wow.” They smile, their plastic face shifting. O
Isaac is slumped against a tree with his jacket partially on fire. Pieces of partially melted metal are strewn about the area with some a good distance away
Xan races over, smothering the flames with a wave of his hand. He snaps his fingers in Isaac's ear "Hey.. hey wake up?"
He groans and looks at Xan "what happened?"
"Heard a bang but that's was it, could've been an explosion." He shrugs and picks him up.
He sighs "it was probably an explosion. [gp] project backfired"
Xan curses in infernal and sighs "You okay?"
"i'm not sure"
He sighs and sets him on the sofa in the tavern.
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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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Suddenly, she stands up, tears rolling down her cheeks "I never abandoned you!" She runs to her bedroom and shuts the door.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Xan curses in infernal and sighs "You okay?"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
“You can call me… a pest remover. It’s hard to explain really, do you have the time?”
He smiles “Why not, I’ve done my workout already, I’d be happy to absorb the sun with you.”
He looks to them, his face like stone, softening at the sight of her for a moment. He nods, his voice calm “Yeah, did you know you’re covered in blood?” He says, pulling out a handkerchief, handing it to her.
A server comes out, a automatan resembling a pig headed humanoid, and it bows to them "What can I get started for you?'
It blinks "Cousin?"
She nods happily "Make sure Lichen doesn't steal from your plate, he's fat enough as he is. Found a rat the other day and didn't even chew the poor thing!" She laughs heartly and sets down another plate and bowl before him.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Mn, all fun and everything until he is threatening to take you before the government for crimes you didn't commit.' he shrugs "But sure, funny."
Ichigo holds them in his lap, refusing to let anyone get near them, growling softly if someone gets even ten feet close.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
After a moment, Okigaro steps back out, trying to compose herself "If you really hate me that much... You can leave. I won't stop you honey."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
He wipes away a tear “Sorry, yeah sorry. I actually understand that more than you would expect. Sometimes it’s best to laugh, make things better when they are bad right?”
They hug Ichigo, their entire body seems to be made of plastic, only their internals actually organic, Ichigo can feel a soft thrum, more than just a heartbeat, something else too.
He looks up and hands it the napkin. "May I have the spinach and egg-drop pasta soup and a glass of ice water to start with?"
"Oh, yes. I'm something of a great-great-great uncle. He doesn't know me. As far as the family knows, the fey are still enjoying my sacrifice."
Tears run down from his hidden eyes as he eats, slower this time, savoring each bite.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He is doing a handstand, “Okay, basically, everything you know isn’t real, there are actually creatures that exist that are the concepts you know. Like Burn being fire, or Galaxy being space. I make sure they don’t destroy the world.”
He follows after them, shifting into his own dragon form, flapping heavy wings.
He puts the handkerchief back, nodding “Cool, you’re a bounty hunter, nice.” He walks over to take a seat “You know what’s good here?”
"i'm not sure"
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
"Humor doesn't solve hunger." He shrugs "Humor doesn't pay bills."
They can't feel any heat coming off Ichigo, but the rustling of millions of insects can be heard from inside his armor.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
She huffs, folding her massive arms "This hurts me child..."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
It takes it and nods, smiling "Of course! I'll be right back.'
"Huh... Smaller.." he tilts his head from side to side.
She watches and chuckles "Ya alright honey?'
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Cut for Wendi*
“But Humor doesn’t kill anyone either, it’s better to laugh than to not my friend.”
They seem to look through the armor to all the skittering bugs, their eyes darting around “Bugs… lots. Wow.” They smile, their plastic face shifting. O
He sighs and sets him on the sofa in the tavern.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘