Shifting Waters

[Lubbock]

The first to speak was the mystifying hybrid boy, or Xavier as he haphazardly introduced himself. The saluting hand switched to a friendly wave towards the cat boy as Lubbock's grin only cut across his cheeks further. "Well met, Xavier." He greeted the boy. "First time I've seen someone who actually has cat bits, but hey! There ain't a problem with that." He exclaimed to his face, not bothering to keep his words in order. "Surely, Lubbock," Syura gave a raspy sigh, a possible incorporeal eyebrow twitching. "you must have been able to make that sound a whole lot less rude." The voice scolded, but Lubbock kept up his visage nonetheless. Oh, shut up you prick.

Shaking his head to hopefully knock some assholeyness out of Syura, Lubbock spoke again. "Yeah, sure, I know a bit about the place... I'm still kinda new, I guess? Compared to a bunch of other Primes, yeah!" He admitted, before his smile shifted from excited to soft, his right hand idly scratching his side. "I'd be more than happy to show the two of you around. I'm kinda lonely at the moment." The assassin offered, telling a porky in the process. "BULLSHIT you're lonely!" Syura exploded like a volcano. "I've been here this entire damn time, trying to be company and what do I-"

A gasp echoed in Lubbock's head.

Syura? Syura, you okay? What is it? Lubbock asked, resisting trembling... but his smile began to show signs of mental discord. A second or two passed, until a cough signaled the voice's return. "Look at the boy, Xavier's shoulder... do you see what I see?" He asked in a futile whisper; no one could hear him anyway. Confusion warped Lubbock's face, finally displaying his lack of concentration on the situation. Hmm... nope, don't see nothin'... Lubbock responded, as if disappointed with the lack of climax. Syura grunted, "Alright then... carry on." He offered, and the assassin cleared his throat, taking the ninja's hand in his own.

"The pleasure's mine, Teal." Lubbock flirted, followed by a unappreciative growl from Syura. He reeled his hand back in and began to tap his chin as he mused. "Thirty five, huh... well, aren't I glad I don't have a bounty here! I'd be in some pretty deep shit, I'm sure." Lubbock admitted, now carefree about revealing his past occupation. "We're not all that different, honestly. I was an assassin back where I'm from... our group was charged with slaying demons in human clothing... sending those with power in the Capital straight back from whence they came." The assassin droned on dramatically, but emotion was not omitted from his speech.

Lubbock was about to say something further, before he locked up for a moment as Teal complimented his hair colour; that was a first, and the fact that Lubbock began to melt over was the fact that it was from a female. However, a resilient assassin must not show weakness! Rather than responding to the sentiment, he chose to take a step backwards in her sentence. "Y-yeah," It was a challenge to fight the intense stutter overcoming him. "I know, right? I have no idea where it comes from, but I'm personally fond of it." He made an obvious shot at prompting the ninja, but certainly withstood any suspense.

The assassin lent a practised ear to Xavier's origin... or more so his feline features' origin. "Figures." Lubbock commented nonchalantly. "I mean, the only other way would really be a curse, right?" He obliviously offered. "I mean, there can't really be many downfalls?"

"Well, at least it's clarified that you have had no experience with cats." Syura snidely remarked, before chuckling to himself. "My my, there's quite the double meaning there."