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 Posted: Mon Feb 12, 2007 2:42 pm
The imp, seeing Hansi's excited pointings, made some sort of 'wuffling' sounds, and threw himself face first in Leran's hand, covering his head and apparently trying to dig into Leran's skin.
"OOoww....Geez, what are you, a gerbil in the form of a little man?"
"Aiy mmssmm!"
"Uh..ok...Han...HEY! OW!"
"You HURT me!"
"I was pulling TAPE off your skin! Of course it hurt, Gerbil-butt!"
Mr. Gerbil-butt burst into tears. "Oooh, ooohh, OOHHH!! What curse has she wrought on me?? A murderous man and a torturous cure!"
"Well, don't bite the doctor. That's like killing the messenger, you know. Bad luck and all. Hansi, quit waving that thing around. You're scaring it. Do you have a name, Gerbil-butt?"
The imp gave Leran a horrified and pathetic glare, "And what will HE do with it? He'll curse me!"
"Eh...Ok, then, you're Gerbil-butt for now."
Gerbil-butt crawled up Leran's arm and into his shirt.
Leran turned to glare at Hansi, bristling with anger, "If you're going to pick on someone, come pick a fight with me, but leave something THAT small alone!"
And, really, with the couple of steps he took toward Hansi, he was offering up a challenge.
OOC:
*snork, smacks Leran* And little gerbil-butt's real name is Russom.
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Posted: Tue Feb 13, 2007 3:45 pm
At Lerans’s command Hansi immediately stopped waving his hand around, instead snapping his arms close and standing as straight as he could. Of course, this may even be scarier, for when this lanky man actually decided to stand, one could say just how tall he was, and the little imps were much, much smaller. It was interesting, though, how Leran somehow managed to get Hansi to listen to him once again. “Hansi would never curse someone!” he yelled, trying his best to reassure the little creature. “That’s evil, and Bob has no reason to! Plus, I have no way to curse someone. Sascha may be able to, though.” And now we may want to tell Hansi it woud have probably been best if he ended his statements a sentence or two earlier. But of course there was no way to keep Hansi still for long, especially when some furry creature comes flying at him. He would not have noticed this, however, if Miki-chan had not flicked him in the ear.
“BAD SASCHA!” The small imp yelled, blonde dog ears down as she wagged a finger at Sasha. Hansi had somehow managed to catch her without hurting the little being; obviously the insane man had good reflexes, and he could somehow manage to even be careful with the object tossed at his head. “No throwing Pixie!”
The Divinations shop owner was leaning against the wall, standing in the open doorway to the store. As always he was dressed in gold, but the golden sheen from his face was slightly faded, and his expression held almost a sickly look. This went right along with his voice, which sounded just as tired as he looked. “Hansi, keep that thing away from me. It annoys me, and I want you to take it back.”
“But it’s Hansi’s gift to j00!”
“I already thanked you, but I do not need that thing pestering me.” A glare from the unhappy owner stopped the lunatic’s next reply. When Hansi finally closed his mouth, Sasha smiled to the others, though he still had a worn out look to him. “I do not care if you are outside my shop, but please make sure you do not block the door. I could even let you discuss things in the back room, if you wish, since I do not require it at the moment.”
(( OOC: I posted Russom’s fill pic here and updated the cert with his name. ^^ ))
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 1:53 pm
Leran would have fully denied it... They were all lunatics standing out here, after all. They would have imagined it all. Yeah... but maybe the thought could be entertained that he wasn't big, brave, and macho enough not to pale a little bit himself at the mention of the "back room." Or maybe it was the fact that Sasha decided to show up about the same time Hansi made such an off-handed comment about curses.
Curses were the last thing he had in his mind. He had come to be polite and GAIN some good graces.
The good thing was that Sasha was just as unenchanted with "his" imp as Leran was.
Leran took a step toward Hansi, so he wasn't so fully in front of the door.
"Hansi, how would YOU like to be caught, put in a box, and given as a present to a giant, huh? And tortured and taped like whats-his-name. Why don't we take that," he waved a hand at the little female imp, "And Gerbil-butt back? So we don't accidently step on them or something..."
From Leran's shirt, something of a sob and shriek was heard. Stepped on!?!
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Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2007 8:46 pm
“YOU’LL TAPE ME UP AND PUT ME IN A BOX?! That sounds like fun,” the insane man replied cheerfully, waving his limp arms back and forth just like the madman he was, the imp on his shoulder staring off with a slightly embarrassed look on his face. “You can disown it if you want. Or trap it in a bottle. Don’t know how, but ya can.”
As if answering a question before it was asked, Sasha quickly, though politely, put in his own statement, “I tried that, of course, and currently I do not technically own the imp in the same manner as the rest of you. It will not leave me, though.”
“That’s because you’re—“ the shop owner mouthed something, barely moving his mouth as he made the inaudible syllables. Even without sound, the imp grew quiet, understanding the silent order, or perhaps, threat.
Unphased by the strange events that just occurred, Hansi went on to explain, “Technically imps need something to bind themselves to, or they may disappear. At least, these imps, since Sascha would only catch low-magic imps for meh. Bob was just hoping you people could help them.”
“Even if I were to disappear, I woulda willingly left if he ‘ad disowned me,” the red imp murmured, talking as if he was too good for the letters, rather than too lazy to pronounce them. The way Miki-chan talked, it sounded as if he was politely declaring himself superior, much the way Sasha could would when selling something to a customer, except it had a much more uncaring tone to it rather than Sasha’s cheerful one. “But that could jus’ be ‘cause he acts too stupid, and it annoys me.”
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 8:31 am
Leras slapped his forehead at Hansi's first statement. This was really going to get him no where.
So, Hansi liked the idea of being trapped and fed to scary giants. And imps bonded to other creatures.
"That would have been nice to know about an hour ago," Leras spoke sarcastically, "Could have saved me a trip up here. You're not the only one who gets annoyed by these people." Great, and the thing he could somehow relate to wasn't even supposed to really exist.
"So, what, do I just tell Russom that I don't want..."
"NNNoooo!!! NonoNO! I don't WANT to disappear! What if it's dark where I disappear to? Like the box? No more boxes!" Russom scrambled up and out of Leras' shirt, so that he was sitting on Leras' shoulder when he finished screeching.
Leras rubbed his ear, "Man, it's a good thing you ain't a banshee."
"No banshees!" Russom started to cry harder. "They're bad luck! They're the sound of death!"
Leras groaned, "Can't he bond with someone ELSE? I really should clobber you."
Leras really was torn between the confusion, anger, and the frustration that it all brought.
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Posted: Mon Feb 19, 2007 5:22 pm
((Many thanks to MS for letting me back into the guild after the hacking.))
Vega placed a finger over his lips, giving a lost look as he watched the people up ahead converse about these imps. If it was one thing Vega wanted, it was answers about these imps. He then proceeded to march forward, gaining some courage around the new crowd to speak to someone. He walked closer to the people talking, hoping all he would have to do was wait for someone to talk to him first.
Asta sat on his left shoulder, leaning her right elbow against his neck, seeming a bit relaxed as Vega marched forward.
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 7:36 pm
“Banshees are more annoying than anything,” Sasha put in, making his opinion known, as usual. Of course it did not have his normal tone where he seemed to be speaking down to everyone else, so at least it wasn’t as rude as it usually was… “Please, do not make too big of a scene, either.” He turned once to Hansi, nodding at him before disppearing back into the strange shop. Maybe Hansi understood the command, but it was doubtful when one thought about it. Instead, he let the female imp scramble up his arm to sit on his shoulder. Pixie waved energetically over to Miki-chan on the other shoulder, but he simply ignored her.
What Miki-chan did not ignore was another female imp. Even though he seemed to ignore his surroundings, he really was very observant, and when some strange guy came walking up with some teal-ish green thing on his shoulder, he had to turn around and take a closer look. He pushed himself up, for he had been leaning against Hansi in what could only be called a lounging position, staring over at the two. He watched Vega first, but humans bored him; they were such stupid creatures, and he would never understand them. He had noticed the other imps around, too, and he had already categorized them as too crazy or immature to gain the right to converse with him. She wasn’t doing enough so he could decide what category she was in, so he was ready to just bring himself down a few levels and actually do some work. “Hey,” Miki-chan called, though he still seemed bored as he attempted to yell, “Hey you!”
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 11:35 pm
Vega's attention was turned, seeing the Miki-chan ahead, and hearing. He didn't look so normal, so he kept his suspicions up.
"I swear, I know I'm no longer in the normal area...."
"Hey, buddy. I got some questions."
He said abruptly, re-wrapping his scarf around his neck tighter. He didn't know if he was calling on him or someone else, but he safely assumed it was towards him, since he was walking forward.
"Don't make an idiot of yourself."
Asta said, patting the side of his head as she watched to see what would happen. Asta currently thought that Vega was one of the stupidest of humans. What kind of man just goes and yells back at someone who doesn't look normal?
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 6:27 pm
Leran sighed. He was absolutely not going to get anywhere whatsoever with Hansi, and he knew it. And now some new guy had come up, and he didn't really feel like hearing the whole scene repeated again. Hating to do it, but not sure what else to do, Leran followed Sasha in the shop.
"Hey, hey, ma'am...I mean, sir... er--What...seriously, can I do about this thing? I can't keep it. But I don't just want to abandon it. Or leave it here. With Hansi. Isn't there something else?"
Leran completely ignored Russom as he scrambled down his shirt and leg and went to start exploring the shop. He just wanted a sincere answer from someone. Just once from here.
Russom went up to something that looked interesting, and edible, and started to go for munching at it. He hadn't eaten in DAYS, and didn't care... Just so long as he could swallow it. And that he did, at an alarmingly rapid pace.
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 7:00 pm
Miki-chan would not call Vega the stupidest of humans; he thought his own human was the worst of all, and after seeing Leran dash away so quickly, he figured even humans agreed with him. He hooked Vega over a bit, wondering if he should actually bother to answer since he had not addressed his words to him. Finally he just shrugged, deciding he might as well. It’s not like it would matter anyways. “Maybe I have answers. I’m jus’ an imp, though. Hansi’s got mo’ than me.” His tail flicked slightly as he finally stood, bring his red body to full height (which wasn’t very much), still leaning against Hansi’s head for support. Hansi seemed to completely ignore this, however, and continued with an incoherent conversation with Pixie.
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Without turning around to look at Leran, Sasha answered, bringing his voice down so as not to disturb any customers in the shop, “You could find someone else to own him.” He finally turned toward Leran, opening his mouth, possibly to give him some more advice on the manner, but he never had a chance. Instead, he was pushing pass Leran toward the imp. “What are you doing?!” he snapped as he swiped for the little creature. “You ate my dried dragon’s heart!” And just as quickly as Russom had gobbled down the object, Sasha’s head snapped back around to Leran, “Do you know just how hard it is to find a dragon of that quality today?! And it is not like getting hold of its heart is any easier! I hope you are prepared to pay for that, that things—“ he pointed a finger in the imp’s direction ”—actions! He is your imp, after all!”
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 7:11 pm
Russom let out a wail at Sasha's snatch, and went to try to bite the man.
"WHAT!?! I'm trying to get RID of it, I didn't ask for him, I don't want him! He's not mine, I came to RETURN him. You said a new owner? Congratulations, he has a new owner, that's you! Get your own stupid dragon heart!" Leran raged.
"NONOnono! He's MEAN!" Russom wailed, trying everything in his ability to get out of the man's grasp. "I want YOU!!!" Leran wasn't a bowl of cherries either, but at least he didn't snatch him up or tape him and he'd been kind of nice for a little while...
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 7:23 pm
“He is not attached to me; he is attached to you! Even if you do not want him, you should at least control him! I want nothing to do with these things, and at least I can keep that annoying female out there under control!” One would be surprised to think that Sasha was weak just a few moments ago. Of course, he was still just as weak, but the adrenaline and anger were holding him up for now. He finally dropped Russom (and luckily for him Sasha was on his knees, so it wasn’t a very far fall), standing so he could fully face Leran. “I understand an imp is hard to handle, especially when you have no experience with it, but I still expect to get at least part of the money back for what I lost!”
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 7:35 pm
"NO! Absolutely not! This is YOUR fault, YOU sent it to me! I didn't ask for it! I wanted to leave and never come back! So why is it MY fault?" Leran demanded. but totally made his words all null as he, without thinking, reached down to pick up the hollering and crying Russom, "You're such a JERK, why can't you people bother creatures your OWN size?" Really, it was stupid of him to keep insisting on that. "Go slay your own dragon. I'm leaving."
Sasha was on the floor, and Leran was mad, so he forgot about being apologetic and afraid and instead went to storm out of the house. Russom climbed up on Leran's shoulder and gave Sasha a nasty, taunting look.
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 7:55 pm
“Take your complaints up with Hansi! He was the one who sent the imp.” Sasha stubbornly followed Leran out the door, completely ignoring the annoying imp on his shoulder. “I was against sending them to people, but he kept insisting, and I finally gave up fighting him! You have talked with him, so you know how difficult convincing him can be. All I did was give you information on the imps and tell you how to get rid of yours!” He took a breath, realizing he had let his emotions take over. No, he was better than that. He wouldn’t let these emotions control him. “I would never send anyone to actually slay a dragon anyways,” he said as calmly as he could, “I would just buy the heart from a dragon slayer like last time. I just need the money for it.”
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2007 8:04 pm
"He didn't MAKE you do anything! I don't think he could do THAT much." Leran snapped, "YOU'RE the one that got the things and sent them out...How much does your stupid darling heart cost anyway? I imagine it must hurt you more to see what the last bit of your brother went to...."
Russom stopped giving Sasha nasty faces, instead screwing up his face and looking at Leran, "He's no dragon."
Leran likewise ignored the little guy.
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