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 Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 9:01 pm
The demon controlled the urge to flick the unicorn off at that comment. He had planned to hunt something furry from the woods, not prey on human or anthro kind. He did not trust himself enough to touch someone sentient. "I was going into the woods to hunt something, not the city. I don't trust myself among them," he bit out slowly.
Cody was trying to protect his house, a act Vain could identify with. He had word it as a close insult of his control, but he was not sure of his control- he had died fully before he could be turned- so the woods and animals where his hunting ground and prey.
Perhaps when it was quenched he would walk the city to scout and learn the difference between the two worlds. Hell, maybe the unicorn was right and he should visit this butcher.
The fox nodded and let Alex spread the fabric out between them. "Mirror you," he whispered and folded his side of the shirt a half of the way before tweaking it till it was a third.
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Posted: Mon Jul 10, 2006 7:07 pm
...Oops. Hunh. Maybe vampires from Vain's world could sustain themselves on animal blood... not so true from his own, where it had cost one of the self-proclaimed Kindred to stoop to feed off the lesser species rather than to sate the eternal thirst on humans. He knew the pain of resisting that hunger - not like he'd resisted on purpose either, which haunted him on some level. He'd had to fight it for the curse of his bloodline. The Salubri, damned not only with the hatred and vengeance seeking of every other blood-sucking fiend on the planet, absolutley unable to feed from an unwilling victim.
Pets had died at an alarming rate when Cody was in the neighborhood.
"Oh," he muttered shortly, having just enough grace to be barely embarassed, "You do have a brain. Sorry. Mistook it for a... very large tumor at first." Open mouth, insert foot. Rgh. "Shoo, boy. Go fetch," he waved at hand at the demon. "We're not going anywhere."
Fine-boned hands, bird-boned hands - the latter in more ways than one now - led the way slowly and surely through the entire process, lending the mundane grace and meaning with their deliberate gestures. "And done," he announced in that gentle, quiet way, the frivolity slowly fraying away as the deeper thoughts bulged in their hidden pockets. Quietude did nothing for ignorance, apparently. He had... he had to do something.
Wrapping himself further in layers of preoccupation, Alex reached for another shirt and placed it in front of Skittles, "On your own?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 10, 2006 7:26 pm
The demon watched slightly amused as Cody tried to remove his foot from his mouth. “It’s alright. Animal blood is not my first choice but I will get by on it for now.” He walked to his boats, shoved them back on and strapped them up. “Keep an eye on Skittles for me. He should be fine with Alex, but I don’t leave him alone often.” Try nearly never.
He steady walked to the door, paused and with a sigh left.
The fox took the article of clothing and began to fold it in slow nearly process motions. He smiled and held up a nearly identical shirt to Alex. “I..I learn fast,” he chirped. “Can I have a other one please?” He asked, grinning at Alex.
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Posted: Mon Jul 10, 2006 7:37 pm
Cody made a muffled sound of approval and/or acquiescence upon Vain's departure and shuffled in the direction of the... okay, no more running water. --listen for the voices! And then when the tiny one is all sleepy or something we can get back to business without all these pesky house guests. Yeah, good plan.
"That'll get you far, maybe even past retirement," Alex nodded sagely, soberly handing another piece of clothing to the newly industrious Skittles. Then, noticing a presence, "Kingsley?"
"The Easter Bunny," Cody corrected, leaning in the doorway and observing the pair with a somewhat skeptical expression, "V stepped out for a bite, I'm babysitter. What're you two up to? Mix-n-match-n-infuriate-half-the-Townies? Not that I mind the ones you've singled out for the treatment," he nodded towards the array of different styles.
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Posted: Mon Jul 10, 2006 7:47 pm
"Retirement?" Skittles questioned taking the next piece of attire but just holding it. His small ears twitched as steps came near and he whirled just as Alex spoke.
What was this Easter bunny? It looked like Cody to him, smelled like the unicorn as well with Vain’s warm scent layering it. Who was V? Was it some form of Vain’s name, but Vain wouldn’t leave him alone with out saying so. “Infuriate the townies? How did we do that?”
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Posted: Mon Jul 10, 2006 7:59 pm
Retirement wasn't something Skittles had to worry about just yet - he always had to remind himself how different this place must be for the fox. Certain jokes just... weren't going to fly.
"Trickily," Cody provided unhelpfully, staying his ground at the doorway... just a hunch. "Kid, you look worse than me on vacation. Couldn't we stuff him in something that fits?" the 'unicorn' indicated the sweatpants with a disapproving quirk of the eyebrow.
Then, in a fit of that remaining gleeful wickedness so common in college students, he grinned, abandoned his post and flopped onto the bed, taking one of the frilly pink things and hiding in neatly in a pile of dour, punkish blacks. "Very tricky," he echoed himself with a satisfied smirk.
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Posted: Mon Jul 10, 2006 8:05 pm
"Alex said these are safer then the zipper things," Skittles replied and held out the pants playing with the zipper. "It's all scary and make me go ouch." The little thing squirmed uncomfortably and dropped it. "Bad clothing."
He tilted his head. "Frilly doesn't go with punk," he reported and his eyes widen, mouth forming a little o. "Is that now you infuriate the townies?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 10, 2006 8:13 pm
....Okay. Novel approach. Aaaand - he totally wasn't going to ask. "Yeah... bad clothing..." he echoed, slowly, then, gathering the pile of blacks and hidden pink to him with a gleeful grin, he shrugged smoothly at the tiny one, "It's how you get some of 'em," he affirmed, "The nasty bad ones you just start kicking."
Oh boy. Alex would step in if it weren't for the fact that he too was convinced that what Adrian needed was just... a little time to grow up, for once. The boy had worn his patience thin and while that made him feel quite guilty on one level, it was extremely liberating on another. "Careful, Kingsley," he murmured, "Reprecussions, consequence - you remember kindergarten."
"Shove off, mum," Cody rolled his eyes and likewise rolled onto his back, pushing once at Alex's arm, "I'm a big boy now. Can piss people off all on my own."
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Posted: Mon Jul 10, 2006 8:29 pm
"Biting works better," he said and started to fold up the pant's he held the same as he the shirts. He stopped looking at the awkardly folded fabric. "This isn't right is it?" He shook out the heavy denim and ran his hands across it smoothing out the lines. His fingers twitched wanting to create something. "Could I make a fox out of this?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 10, 2006 8:38 pm
"Bet you he's got the canines to back that up," Cody stage whispered in mock conspiratorial tones to Alex, who settled for a meaningful and half scolding, half amused glance in the 'unicorn's' direction. "Eegh - you turning the little tyke into a manservant, kiddie?" he ruffled the bird's hair and stood, "Hate to disappoint, but I just got me one of those. We don't need another--hey, try Chrenobyl," he suggested to Skittles with a sober nod.
"Out with your mischief," Alex declared, making shooing motions at the 'unicorn' - who seemed disinclined to listen to orders, for sheer delight in childishness. "And what's a fox but impressions? I'm sure you could make anything... out of jeans," a smile trickled across once more distracted lips.
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Posted: Mon Jul 10, 2006 8:54 pm
Skittles grinned showing his small fangs and made a snapping sound at Cody. “I..I was a servant a bit different but still the same.” His fingers spread across the fabric as he teased out the crease. His fingers twitched and he began to fold the denim into the semblance of an animal.
“It is a stiff fabric, tough,” he said and flapped the jeans out again and restarted to create something else. “But it’s hard to create something out of this. It’s awkward to form.” He squashed it and passed the jeans to Alex. “How do you fold these?”
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Posted: Mon Jul 10, 2006 9:05 pm
"You'll get over it," Cody shrugged eloquently, unaware of what Skittles had implied and really not thinking about it or second-guessing in the slightest. Skittles was to him nothing but a kid - something foreign and young to be joked with, not to be taken seriously.
Then he pursed his lips at Skittles with an amused snort, "Why bother?" he prodded, reaching over to attempt and pluck the jeans from the boy's grasp. "Jeans are jeans are jeans."
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Posted: Tue Jul 11, 2006 7:07 am
Digging each of his nails into the fabric, "Because I want to know. Things are different here," he said and snapped his teeth at Cody's hands, pulling the jeans closer to his body. "Why repeat your self?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 11, 2006 12:22 pm
"To make an alliterative point," Cody released the jeans quickly at the snap, poking the fox in the middle of the forehead instead, "Curiosity killed the cat, squirt."
Then, regaining his dignity - or at least making a show of pretending to do so - the 'unicorn' stood and sniffed, "Why waste your time with menial chores, eh? The world's a bit bigger than laundry." No need to mention his own fascination with housework, that was entirely different.
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Posted: Tue Jul 11, 2006 12:47 pm
Skittles wrinkled his brow and stuck out his tongue. "I'm not a kitty I'm a fox. See!" He flicked one of his bushy golden tails toward him. "I'm a fox! I have bushy tail." His attention went to the golden fur and he begain to stroak himself, cuddling into the softeness. "Very soft fur to."
The crimson orbs blinked. "Because I want to know so I don't have other people do it for me."
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