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Torio Ritturosame Kibaō
"Don't shed any f***in’ tears for a sh**** b****** like me."
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"I barely vant to share my table vith a cat; vhy vould i vant to eat vith a mutt? Thiis iis ridiculous."
Whether he purposely ignored or didn't hear the insult about barely wanting to share a table with a cat (i.e. him), Torio simply clicked his fangs (equivalent to a scoff) before moving his gaze to LuMeii. "Who said anything about them dining at our table?" he questioned, his voice sounding both bored and mocking like she just stated the most obvious, solvable problem.
BAM! The cat viciously swore and flinched upon the door bursting open. He turned around immediately, not having to take a guess who barged into the dorm. It was quite obvious due to the scent, the snarl, and the sentence that came out next. "Now that wasn't very nice . . ." Lo and behold, the fiery redhead, werepyre, Francis Marie Bodelaire with arms crossed and a raised eyebrow. Despite the seemingly calm expression she held, he could tell she was quite unhappy of with what happened to Burando. Again, quite obvious with the fact she barged in like a cannon unwelcomed, snarled, and commented about his actions not being "very nice." Pfft! Since when is Torio Rittorusame Kibaoh nice? *bricked* OW!
Anywho, Torio kept his own calm expression, ignoring the 21-year-old woman as he inspected the damage that was done to the entryway. He clicked his fangs in disdain, seeing that the door was completely knocked off the hinges and the door frame shattered. Miraculously, the door was intact. You would think of how Francis entered there would be splintered chunks of wood everywhere. There was none. So, again, it was miraculous. The only fixes to do was replacing the door frame, hinges, and doorknob. A quick buy down at the home improvement store, some tools, maybe some fresh paint, cleaning up, then the front entrance will be good as new . . . yes, the shark with a mouth is a handyman; shut up.
"So you're treating the pup and I to a free meal? How kind, and perfect timing because I am starving." He retracted his attention from the damage to see her smiling brightly at him. "Tch." His golden eye critically watched her as she walked farther into the room, looking around as she got to the window. "Nice place you got here . . ." she muttered as she peeked out the window to see how Burando was doing. Torio hissed silently, feeling his hackles raised. He felt tense, noticing that Francis' fangs slightly dropped upon looking at LuMeii. Whether it was instinct, or stupid, growing sentimentality, the half breed returned to the Siberian dragoness' side. Not close enough to impede her personal, space bubble, but enough to keep her away from the female werepyre.
"You owe me a new door."
"No; Francis broke the door. So, technically, SHE owes you a new door."
Everyone swiftly turned their heads to the bedroom entrance, seeing a slightly battered Burando casually leaning against the door frame.
"Traitor," Francis snarled with a childish pout.
"Love you too, honey," the inugami nonchalantly answered as he approached his fiancee and gave an Eskimo kiss.
"Stop verbally f***ing each other," Torio hissed in annoyance. Was it just him, or did baka inu's usual antics to give him f***ing headaches increased after meeting Miss P*** and Vinegar B****? "And technically, she's YOUR fiancee. Meaning you're also responsible, mutt."
Francis just coyly smirked. "I knew it. You weren't loved enough as a child," she casually retorted while pretending to inspect her nails.
"Urusai, b****."
"Now, now, now, baby shark. That's not how to speak to and treat a lady." The mahogany-haired male tsked.
"There's only ONE lady in this room and she's standing right next to me," he stated straightforwardly, glancing at LuMeii.
The fiery redhead incredulously stared at the Japanese cat like he suddenly changed into fancy, gentleman clothes and grew a few more eyes than necessary. "I don't know whether to be insulted or impressed that you actually complimented your fiancee while blatantly saying I have no class." She then clenched her heart and sighed dramatically. "And I thought you respected me."
"Little Leviathan is apparently protective of his woman."
Suddenly, Burando was slammed against the wall on the other side of the bedroom. Torio had his hand barely in the spirit dog's mouth and holding his tongue "What did I say about weirdly manipulating words?" he angrily hissed, his golden eye staring intently. "I'll rip your tongue out." He then casually looked to Francis. "Respect is earned, not given."
"I can tell," she harshly retorted before roughly gripping the half neko's wrist to release her fiance's tongue. "And no one messes with the pup, but me."
"Afraid that when I rip his tongue out he won't [This part is censored due to Torio's explicit, blunt, but short description of what use a tongue has for . . . you should already get the picture by now.] for you?"
. . . OH, NO.
Whether he purposely ignored or didn't hear the insult about barely wanting to share a table with a cat (i.e. him), Torio simply clicked his fangs (equivalent to a scoff) before moving his gaze to LuMeii. "Who said anything about them dining at our table?" he questioned, his voice sounding both bored and mocking like she just stated the most obvious, solvable problem.
BAM! The cat viciously swore and flinched upon the door bursting open. He turned around immediately, not having to take a guess who barged into the dorm. It was quite obvious due to the scent, the snarl, and the sentence that came out next. "Now that wasn't very nice . . ." Lo and behold, the fiery redhead, werepyre, Francis Marie Bodelaire with arms crossed and a raised eyebrow. Despite the seemingly calm expression she held, he could tell she was quite unhappy of with what happened to Burando. Again, quite obvious with the fact she barged in like a cannon unwelcomed, snarled, and commented about his actions not being "very nice." Pfft! Since when is Torio Rittorusame Kibaoh nice? *bricked* OW!
Anywho, Torio kept his own calm expression, ignoring the 21-year-old woman as he inspected the damage that was done to the entryway. He clicked his fangs in disdain, seeing that the door was completely knocked off the hinges and the door frame shattered. Miraculously, the door was intact. You would think of how Francis entered there would be splintered chunks of wood everywhere. There was none. So, again, it was miraculous. The only fixes to do was replacing the door frame, hinges, and doorknob. A quick buy down at the home improvement store, some tools, maybe some fresh paint, cleaning up, then the front entrance will be good as new . . . yes, the shark with a mouth is a handyman; shut up.
"So you're treating the pup and I to a free meal? How kind, and perfect timing because I am starving." He retracted his attention from the damage to see her smiling brightly at him. "Tch." His golden eye critically watched her as she walked farther into the room, looking around as she got to the window. "Nice place you got here . . ." she muttered as she peeked out the window to see how Burando was doing. Torio hissed silently, feeling his hackles raised. He felt tense, noticing that Francis' fangs slightly dropped upon looking at LuMeii. Whether it was instinct, or stupid, growing sentimentality, the half breed returned to the Siberian dragoness' side. Not close enough to impede her personal, space bubble, but enough to keep her away from the female werepyre.
"You owe me a new door."
"No; Francis broke the door. So, technically, SHE owes you a new door."
Everyone swiftly turned their heads to the bedroom entrance, seeing a slightly battered Burando casually leaning against the door frame.
"Traitor," Francis snarled with a childish pout.
"Love you too, honey," the inugami nonchalantly answered as he approached his fiancee and gave an Eskimo kiss.
"Stop verbally f***ing each other," Torio hissed in annoyance. Was it just him, or did baka inu's usual antics to give him f***ing headaches increased after meeting Miss P*** and Vinegar B****? "And technically, she's YOUR fiancee. Meaning you're also responsible, mutt."
Francis just coyly smirked. "I knew it. You weren't loved enough as a child," she casually retorted while pretending to inspect her nails.
"Urusai, b****."
"Now, now, now, baby shark. That's not how to speak to and treat a lady." The mahogany-haired male tsked.
"There's only ONE lady in this room and she's standing right next to me," he stated straightforwardly, glancing at LuMeii.
The fiery redhead incredulously stared at the Japanese cat like he suddenly changed into fancy, gentleman clothes and grew a few more eyes than necessary. "I don't know whether to be insulted or impressed that you actually complimented your fiancee while blatantly saying I have no class." She then clenched her heart and sighed dramatically. "And I thought you respected me."
"Little Leviathan is apparently protective of his woman."
Suddenly, Burando was slammed against the wall on the other side of the bedroom. Torio had his hand barely in the spirit dog's mouth and holding his tongue "What did I say about weirdly manipulating words?" he angrily hissed, his golden eye staring intently. "I'll rip your tongue out." He then casually looked to Francis. "Respect is earned, not given."
"I can tell," she harshly retorted before roughly gripping the half neko's wrist to release her fiance's tongue. "And no one messes with the pup, but me."
"Afraid that when I rip his tongue out he won't [This part is censored due to Torio's explicit, blunt, but short description of what use a tongue has for . . . you should already get the picture by now.] for you?"
. . . OH, NO.
Burando Rari
"Didn't your parents ever tell you to let sleeping dogs lie?"
"Didn't your parents ever tell you to let sleeping dogs lie?"
Fallen Freedom
OOC: OKAY . . . sorry I took so long sweatdrop (major writer's block of how our characters would interact), and some controlling of you two lovely ladies' characters.