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genessia2018-08-17 09:38 pm
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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. ]
[ 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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[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.
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Yeah? Well, that's great. Gotta say though, I prefer to do things on my own.
[ As he still eyes that dog. ]
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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.]
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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. ]
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Not even vaguely.
So, more of a lefty, over there?
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Got a problem with that?
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[The amusement in his tone is as clear as day]
Why so defensive?
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[ Ah, yes, a mature reply indeed. ]
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Why? What's it to you?
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Good to know who's in town.
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[ 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
[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
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
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.
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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.
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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.
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[ It's what he does back home... unless you count getting himself into trouble with that mouth of his but, tomayto-tomahto. ]
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I can't wait, that will make for some great streaming.
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Like I said, thanks for the tip, pal.
[ A beat. ]
Got any others or is this where we part ways?