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GENESSIA COMMONSPACE
[ The groggy haze hasn't yet exactly worn off this demon hunter here and Nero finds himself crashed on the bed he has in this (temporary) room of his. Arm draped across his eyes, he's about five seconds away from conking out where he hopes when he wakes this will all be a bad dream, when the sound of WHATEVER THAT IS keeps him from doing so. With a scowl, he throws himself off the bed, yanks open the door (and nearly off its hinges oops) and- ]

Hey! You wanna keep it down?!

[ He'll just yell that down the hall to whoever or whatever that is. ]


GENESSIA CITY
[ Moving down the streets with a scowl on his face (not like he ever wears another expression) is a white-haired, sword strapped to his back with a glowing blue arm guy. He's heard the spiel about this place, is annoyed with this whole kidnapped by spirits shtick going on here, and can't remember the last time he actually ate something so that's where he's headed. Or hopes he is.

The first food place he finds, he drops some of those red bills down and asks what he can get with some of this and, as he waits for his food to be brought to him, if you're staring, he's gonna feel that... even address you without looking over. ]

Take a picture, it'll last longer.

[ That, or, he's going to be sitting there at whatever table is available, head in his hands and clearly just DONE with this place already. ]

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Genessia City

[sarcastass]

[He doesn't usually eat cheap, not really. Normally it's Filet Mignon this or Flambe that. Why the hell would he eat cheap, he's rich as fuck.

... Well apparently, he'll eat cheap whenever the craving strikes, he's a demon, self control isn't one of his qualities.

He looks hilariously out of place, standing in line here, Italian suit and calfskin shoes and gold tipped cane.

There is, indeed, someone staring though, and all things considered, it may as well be him. A fat, pumpkin colored corgi with a stupid pink sweater, oversized golden eyes boring a hole in the back of the young mans head with an inordinate amount of intensity for a dog.]

Well I can't take one of the back of your head, that would be creepy.

[unfollowed]

[ Hey, when the stomach demands a certain kind of food, you just don't argue with it.

Nero and pets... now there's something you don't see everyday. And even if it's this furry little guy (who is maybe slightly overdressed??) who's the one staring a hole into the back of his head, it still has Nero feel a little on edge, a little uncomfortable and it's only when there's a voice to follow moments later that he gives a bit of a glance over...

...you know, just to make sure that wasn't the dog talking to him and all. ]

Yeah? Pretty sure there's someone out there who does it.

[ Because everyone's got a thing, right? However, a quick glance to the guy, Nero looks back ahead, maybe even gives a bit of an amused sound under his breath. ]

And I thought I looked out of place.

[sarcastass]

Your hair's not that nice.

[Don't count that little dog out, Midge can be chatty when he likes! In this case though, that chubby fuzzy orange ball hasn't spoken, nor blinked, once yet.]

Look, if I'm going outside, it's because I want to be stared at, I dress appropriately.

Nice coat, by the way.

[unfollowed]

[ Does the little guy talk? Because... it honestly wouldn't surprise him by this point. Maybe for about two point five seconds but when you come from a world with demons in various shapes and sizes, nothing really surprises you much anymore.

Honestly, a talking dog might seem a little more normal compared to all that. ]

So you like to stand out like a sore thumb basically.

[ Nero's been one who prefers to have attention off him, especially his arm. ]

Not always a good thing, especially when shit's going down.

[sarcastass]

What's the point of being obscenely, offensively rich and not showing it off?

Just because I'm eating at a fast food venue doesn't mean I have to dress like I'm eating at a fast food venue.

Does shit tend to go down around you often?

[unfollowed]

Back home? Yeah. Here? Guess we'll find out.

[ He'd rather not, but, somehow he doesn't get the feeling this is a dream vacation he's magically won. ]

[sarcastass]

A trouble magnet at home, huh?

[The corgi lets out a tiny little 'boof', before getting up and waddling around Nero, sniffing loudly]

You're in luck, so's essentially everyone else here. So at least you won't be alone when shit goes down, I can only assume everyone else will be in the same miserable shit filled boat.

[unfollowed]

[ He's about to object to that when he suddenly has a small dog waddling around him and Nero sort of just... stares for a long moment. Hopefully it doesn't start biting him if he doesn't like demons? Even those who are part demon. ]

Yeah? Well, that's great. Gotta say though, I prefer to do things on my own.

[ As he still eyes that dog. ]

[sarcastass]

Oh! That's also essentially everyone else here!

It's why things go right to hell every time that aforementioned shit starts trending downwards. It's hilarious, really. You make a species based towards pack instincts and then everyone wanders off in random directions.

[Midge doesn't seem too concerned about biting, just snuffling and snorting loudly around Nero's feet, before, frankly quite boldly, trying to jump up and sniff that very interesting arm of his.]

[unfollowed]

[ Nice dog... good dog...

The bold little jump on the dog has Nero step back for a moment, blue eyes staring down in slight confusion before he comes to give a soft tch under his breath at those words. ]

Let me guess... you're not part of that species?

[ Guessing he's meaning humans, of course. ]

[sarcastass]

[That 'boof' is now a full fledged 'BORK'. Short and to the point, no more borks after that, but Midge seems to be pretty content with what he's found, nubby tail going a mile a minute as he bounces back to Szel.]

Not even vaguely.

So, more of a lefty, over there?

[unfollowed]

[ So, his suspicions seem to be confirmed there. As for the left-handed remark, Nero comes to pull his right hand back a little behind his coat, looking to the man with a raised brow. ]

Got a problem with that?

[sarcastass]

Do you?

[The amusement in his tone is as clear as day]

Why so defensive?

[unfollowed]

Why so curious?

[ Ah, yes, a mature reply indeed. ]

[sarcastass]

Can't a man ask about another man's pointy magical demon arm?

[unfollowed]

[ He might just be narrowing his eyes a little at that. ]

Why? What's it to you?

[sarcastass]

I have a mild vested interest in other demons in the area.

Good to know who's in town.

[unfollowed]

Other demons?

[ That has Nero take a bit of a step back and turn some to face the man a bit better. ]

You tryna tell me you're one?

THANKS FOR THE PING, YAHOO UR A PAL

[sarcastass]

I guess I don't really look like much of one right now, do I?

[Tell him he's pretty!]

The lack of violence and the presence of a decent vocabulary might be a little confusing too, I suppose. Midge certainly puts on a good show as well.

someone else who still uses yahoo, a kindred spirit

[unfollowed]

[ Midge... he means the dog, right? So the dog is also a demon? You know what? Yeah, makes total sense. ]

Well you're definitely not like the ones I'm used to putting down.

[ Ah, yes... a demon as a demon hunter. If there was a club, he's pretty sure he'd be kicked out of it. ]

way back here in the early 2000's where we're comfortable

[sarcastass]

A little estranged from the family, I see.

If it makes you any more comfortable, I, nor any of the other demons swanning around Genessia, seem too concerned about causing trouble. I'd go into despotic alien warlord hunting if I were you, that seems to be a more active sector here as far as actual dangers go.

Or maybe you could look into a different field? They're always hiring cashiers around town.

[unfollowed]

[ The scoff that Nero gives at such a suggestion. ]

Yeah, going from demon hunting to cashier sure is a step up on the corporate ladder.

[ Hello, sarcasm. Maybe he can do some bounty hunting or check out Everglade since that seems to be the supernatural hotspot or something. ]

Thanks for the tip, pal.

[sarcastass]

I guess you are a little overqualified, most stores don't require their cashiers know how to disassemble a demon in ten seconds or less.

But you're in for a long, boring, unproductive ride here.

You could always make your own fun though! Manufacturing reasons for you to run around turning supernatural creatures into blood pudding could be lucrative.

[unfollowed]

I'm not looking to start trouble here, only prevent it.

[ It's what he does back home... unless you count getting himself into trouble with that mouth of his but, tomayto-tomahto. ]

[sarcastass]

With your winning attitude, you might just get to start trouble, and put it down before it gets out of hand!

I can't wait, that will make for some great streaming.