12-25-2017, 06:36 AM
Cassandra walked with steady steps, Renko she’d met in the forest at her back, Dane at her side, and Clownpiece and Afrátos ahead of her.
The giant creature was hanging on every word that the blond was saying now, obediently following along at a respectful distance before begging his master for the limited freedom to go hunting. They had to clarify that ‘people’ weren’t food, and that made Cassandra a bit nervous. Myst sucking on her lower lip until it was red and hurt before the other’s broke the silence.
It was Dane that snapped her out of it. “Is he bothering you?” He continued his polite facade when he noticed she was staring at the beast.
“N-Non. I am not bothered by such things. I am no… How you say… Stranger to these things.” Myst attempted to remain understandable.
“You have giant starving ceramic beasts lurking around everywhere back from wherever it is you come from?” Dane asked, a slip in his persona, but nothing noticeable.
“What? Non. I mean, I am very familiar with the unimaginable. Creatures of myth and such.”
“Oh. You mean the supernatural. Angels, Devils, Vampires.”
Myst choked on the saliva she’d been in the middle of swallowing. “Quelle? Pourquoi dirais-tu ça!?”
Despite her full French sentence, Omni’s magic kicked in and Dane understood. “What? Devils?” Maybe she was religious?
Sandy’s heart was pounding against her chest, and she fought the urge to wipe her brow. “N-Nothing. Oui. Supernatural things.” She glanced back at the girl with the hat who was studying the group through fiercely curious eyes. In her attempts to not look suspicious.. She looked very suspicious.
“Are you sure there’s nothing wrong?” Dane noted her frantic behavior. It would be wise for him to figure out what’s wrong if only for the trust he was attempting to bridge between the two to make convincing her to do things easier. Although, he gathered she wasn’t a very demanding person at all. “If it’s him I can put him in his place again, Miss Myst.” He’s been wanting to say that for some time, it amused him mildly.
“Non!” Myst was quick to throw her hands out to stop him, her hands were small and held no power over him, but Dane could feel her urgency. “That is not necessary.” She promises him, leaning closer but also pulling her face to look away. “Non. I was just lost in thought. Je promets.”
“If he does not frighten you, dear. Why are you so interested in him?” Dane tries another question.
“Je ne sais pas. He is not like anything I’ve encountered..” Myst quietly mentions, thinking about how he seemed so willing to hug her but so skittish now.
"I've had the misfortune of encountering a few things like him, although they tended to lack the extra arms, and weren't made of ceramics. Anyway maybe once he’s been trained you can pet him." He said, adding ‘or something’ mentally while looking away in a half eye roll. Girls.
He’d feel his arm being grabbed, and when he looked back at her he saw simple pleasure twisting her otherwise sad face into someone with a smile and cheer. “You think I could?” She cutely asked, an affliction that startled him because it was so pure.
“Uh… Yeah. Sure.” He promised.
He watched her eyes light up with pure happiness, the greens even looked as if they glowed for a moment.
Behind them a voice gasped. “D-Did something just happened? I am noticing an anomaly.” She pushed through the two, tearing Myst away from Dane and then looking first at their hands. Nothing. Then them, quickly she began inspecting Sandra carefully, as if she was suspicious.
This made Myst terribly uncomfortable as she whimpered and hid her blushing face by wrapping her hands around her cheeks and pushing her fingers behind her glasses to hide her eyes. Thankfully the only thing she could run into at this moment was her party members.
Renko ignored the girl’s mumbling to inspect Dane roughly the same way. Surely these Primes had done something, and on purpose. “What did you say to her? What were you talking about?” She quickly rambled off questions.
The giant creature was hanging on every word that the blond was saying now, obediently following along at a respectful distance before begging his master for the limited freedom to go hunting. They had to clarify that ‘people’ weren’t food, and that made Cassandra a bit nervous. Myst sucking on her lower lip until it was red and hurt before the other’s broke the silence.
It was Dane that snapped her out of it. “Is he bothering you?” He continued his polite facade when he noticed she was staring at the beast.
“N-Non. I am not bothered by such things. I am no… How you say… Stranger to these things.” Myst attempted to remain understandable.
“You have giant starving ceramic beasts lurking around everywhere back from wherever it is you come from?” Dane asked, a slip in his persona, but nothing noticeable.
“What? Non. I mean, I am very familiar with the unimaginable. Creatures of myth and such.”
“Oh. You mean the supernatural. Angels, Devils, Vampires.”
Myst choked on the saliva she’d been in the middle of swallowing. “Quelle? Pourquoi dirais-tu ça!?”
Despite her full French sentence, Omni’s magic kicked in and Dane understood. “What? Devils?” Maybe she was religious?
Sandy’s heart was pounding against her chest, and she fought the urge to wipe her brow. “N-Nothing. Oui. Supernatural things.” She glanced back at the girl with the hat who was studying the group through fiercely curious eyes. In her attempts to not look suspicious.. She looked very suspicious.
“Are you sure there’s nothing wrong?” Dane noted her frantic behavior. It would be wise for him to figure out what’s wrong if only for the trust he was attempting to bridge between the two to make convincing her to do things easier. Although, he gathered she wasn’t a very demanding person at all. “If it’s him I can put him in his place again, Miss Myst.” He’s been wanting to say that for some time, it amused him mildly.
“Non!” Myst was quick to throw her hands out to stop him, her hands were small and held no power over him, but Dane could feel her urgency. “That is not necessary.” She promises him, leaning closer but also pulling her face to look away. “Non. I was just lost in thought. Je promets.”
“If he does not frighten you, dear. Why are you so interested in him?” Dane tries another question.
“Je ne sais pas. He is not like anything I’ve encountered..” Myst quietly mentions, thinking about how he seemed so willing to hug her but so skittish now.
"I've had the misfortune of encountering a few things like him, although they tended to lack the extra arms, and weren't made of ceramics. Anyway maybe once he’s been trained you can pet him." He said, adding ‘or something’ mentally while looking away in a half eye roll. Girls.
He’d feel his arm being grabbed, and when he looked back at her he saw simple pleasure twisting her otherwise sad face into someone with a smile and cheer. “You think I could?” She cutely asked, an affliction that startled him because it was so pure.
“Uh… Yeah. Sure.” He promised.
He watched her eyes light up with pure happiness, the greens even looked as if they glowed for a moment.
Behind them a voice gasped. “D-Did something just happened? I am noticing an anomaly.” She pushed through the two, tearing Myst away from Dane and then looking first at their hands. Nothing. Then them, quickly she began inspecting Sandra carefully, as if she was suspicious.
This made Myst terribly uncomfortable as she whimpered and hid her blushing face by wrapping her hands around her cheeks and pushing her fingers behind her glasses to hide her eyes. Thankfully the only thing she could run into at this moment was her party members.
Renko ignored the girl’s mumbling to inspect Dane roughly the same way. Surely these Primes had done something, and on purpose. “What did you say to her? What were you talking about?” She quickly rambled off questions.