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 Posted: Wed Jan 01, 2014 11:34 pm
She frowned at him gently after he spoke, her ears flicking against her head. What? He lived in a broken down building? That was.... awful. Wasn't it cold? Fidgeting, the woman briefly considered her options. She could help him, right? But how? She was just some little cursed woman who didn't even have the self-confidence to believe in her own ability. What good could she ever do?
"Huh?" Oh, right. He was speaking. One ear flicked up as she tried to search her brain for what he had said, and then the other flicked up as it dawned on her. Something to do. Well.... he was a stranger. What could they do? It wasn't everyday she met someone, and it was certainly rarer for her to give them her company.
"To do? I don't know. I was-" What was she going to do? Hrm. She needed to go home, honestly. She had things to do. Yet, maybe spending a little more time with this strange man wouldn't be too bad?
"What do you want to do?" Her question was followed by a bright, pleasant smile as she glanced up at the male, tail wagging gently.
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 3:01 pm
He looked at her as she asked what he wanted to do. "What do I want to do? Well If you wouldn't mind going out for a bite to eat I would like that but.." He paused looking at his monsters. He had never gone out in public to eat. He never went to get food since he had woken up. Looking back at Nessie he thought to himself "I don't want her to go she seems very nice. What if I don't meet a nicer person than her, someone who isn't scared off by my monsters." He stopped and looked at her and began to speak. "I want to spend the rest of the day with you Nessie. You seem very kind and I haven't met anyone so nice since I'm just a scary being." He looked forward and smiled gently. "What would you like to do, Nessie?" He asked looking back at her waiting for an answer.
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Posted: Thu Jan 02, 2014 3:34 pm
He was a stranger. Someone she knew she should avoid, especially after the events with Bane, Scorch, and her mother. Especially after Bane tried to kidnap her. She needed to be wary! On guard! Ready to run! Yet, hm. He didn't have wings, like she did. He couldn't fly. And, she had her fear liquid. She'd be fine. Besides, he seemed harmless. Harmless, how funny it was to name this male as such. He had frightening tails. He was big. And it didn't help he possessed an intimidating appearance to him. And yet, Anesidora felt comfortable. Her own family wasn't the friendliest in appearance, and she had her own faults. Many faults. He was kind, so far, and he seemed genuinely a nice creature.
But, again, safety was key, and she knew this first hand. She could still remember her brothers grip on her arm. His flames licking around her as a threat. His face. What if this male, Okuri-inu, tried to hurt her? What if he worked for Scorch and was trying to lead her further and further away into the darkness? Her ears flipped down at that thought, head lowering as her glow seemed to dim.
She didn't want to live her entire life afraid.
Yes, he could be someone evil. Yes, he could work for Scorch. There were many options. But what if he was just a kind person? What if she was missing out if she just left? She didn't have any friends except November May Come, and Nov had found other interesting things to do. Okuri-inu was alone, too. Maybe she could, for once, be brave and accept an offer.
"Sure." Her little heart hammered as she spoke, eyes flicking up. She had never been this brave before, and she was nervous beyond belief! She was going to go in public, and that was one of her greatest fears. Yet, who would honestly hurt her if she had him beside her? Who in their right mind would attempt that?
"Actually, I know a really good restaurant? Oh, um, I can pay, so don't worry about it. But, I know the way?" And, with a tiny bit of bravery that she'd later regret out of embarrassment, her hand lifted and gripped his sleeve, tugging gently.
"Follow me."
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