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House Hunters redux

This was it! He was finally okay with doing it! Junko squealed with delight for probably the hundredth time since they had set out to look at houses with the well-dressed demon walking ahead of them, bouncing from foot to foot while still holding Seiji's hand. This was so exciting! Houses, finalizing their wedding plans, graduations! This was perfect!

She grinned up at Seiji, mouthing yet another 'I love you', before realizing the demon had stopped in front of a house. Junko's eyes widened. Oh? The demon grinned. "I know you wanted to look at homes with second or third floors, but it's my job to show you all of your options within reason. This is just the first stop, the rest are different from this one. The previous owners have renovated nearly the entire house, you won't have to lift a finger unless you truly want to. Come." He gestured for them to follow him while he gestured to various parts of the house's front facade. It was stone for the most part, with large windows that were likely floor to ceiling from the inside. It was lovely, it even already looked like it had the preparations for gardening like Junko wanted.

She'd keep an open mind. Squeezing Seiji's hand, Junko smiled up at him again as they followed the demon up to the house.

Who's Who

It was time. Days were ticking down, soon it would be time for their wedding. Junko sat nestled against Seiji, a pen held delicately in her teeth while her hair did the actual writing. "Freya will want to go, so her and Kettil...do you think they'll bring Peder?" Were scarelings at weddings a thing? Her only experience was in media and skelevision. What did she know?

When you're dancing

"Yeah, I suppose." The ghost finished pushing one of the forms carefully into a corner, then turned and smiled at his ghoul. "I made you a promise not too long ago. Something about teaching you some proper dance moves." The smile broadened into a grin, teeth flashing, as he offered her his hand.

"So can I have this dance?"

When you're dancing

Oh yay! Junko sat up straight, eager to finally know what he was up to in her work space. His reply was answered by widening eyes and red lips forming a small 'o'. She had forgotten all about that! Finally she grinned and hopped down off the stool, making her way toward Seiji until she suddenly stopped. It seemed an idea had struck her. "Is this for our wedding?" Junko paused and tapped a finger to her lips, looking thoughtful for a moment. "I'll be right back!" She announced excitedly before hurrying out of the room.

When she returned it was with a shoebox, a very expensive looking shoebox. "I think since it's not the dress itself it should be fine to share these..." The box was set on the table and opened, revealing the black shoes inside; they were tall heels, and the sole of the shoes were a vibrant red color, and along the outside of the shoes from toe all the way down the heel was black metal wiring in elegant shapes. "If you're teaching me how to dance for our wedding, I should wear the shoes I'll be doing it in~!" She announced eagerly, grinning from ear to ear as she put the shoes on.

"What do you think?"

Who's Who

"Well he was good at that dance...maybe he'll behave?" She wouldn't mind as long as he was a good boil. Junko had faith. Adding them to the list she hummed and scribbled down a few more names. "Nahm will probably like bringing Ahm and Merry.." Again, she had no problem with it. A tendril of hair weaved itself through Seiji's fingers similar in a manner her fingers would, though they didn't hinder his actions in any way.

"At least we can generally predict nearly everyone's plus ones or twos~."

House hunting redux

Seiji gave a quiet nod to the question on the entrance, eyes looking up and down and all around. Taking it all in, appraising, though between himself and his ghoul, she was by far the more particular in this regard. She had a very particular idea in mind of what they needed, and the ghost boil trusted her. His demands were minimal things, and she already knew to include them.

So he trailed along half a step behind her as the demon showed them around, one hand on her shoulder, the other in his pocket. Silent for the most part, except for the occasional sound of interest when their guide directed a question at him.

For a single level ranch, this house seemed to have a lot of what they were looking for. He did have one question though. "Is the basement finished?"

When You're Dancing

She giggled, doing a playful little twirl before she reached Seiji and was able to grasp his hands. "Easy! Don't look at my feet too much," she crooned affectionately, still smiling. Junko giggled again and bounced on her toes, leaning in to steal a quick kiss. "But if you expect I'm going to wear them later don't get your hopes up. They're for our wedding, you have to wait."

Bouncing on her toes again, Junko squeezed his hands. "Come on~! Teach me to dance."

House Hunting redux

The demon sighed. "Unfortunately, no. The previous owners, while renovating this place to up its value and make it more appealing to buyers, saved the basement for last, so they ran out of money by then. It's not terrible but it's not finished."

Junko, who had been eyeing something interesting, was immediately brought to attention by the news. Yes, she was very critical and would not accept anything less than..well...perfection. That didn't mean she wasn't flexible, but if she and Seiji were going to get their first house for them and the family they were going to have together, she was going to make sure they were getting their money's worth. She had been just as particular about her apartment, and was the same way with their wedding planning. The demon noticed, of course. He chuckled and nodded. "I'll show you. Right this way."

A look was given to Seiji, a little nod accompanying it. "I didn't even think to ask that~" she giggled, reaching for the hand on her shoulder and giving it an affectionate squeeze. The demon led them down a hall, making sure to point out the rooms they passed before opening a door and tapping a light switch at the top of the stairs. He gestured ahead of him.

"Ladies first," he purred. Junko smiled and released Seiji to carefully make her way down the steps. The stairs were in good condition, obviously those were finished, and they curved around the corner in a spiral to bring them immediately into the basement. It was decently sized, and Junko could tell what they were trying to do. There were the beginnings of another room being added to part of the basement, a possible fifth bedroom or even an office. However the wall wasn't finished, and there was no door in the open doorway. The walls were partly painted, though it was likely just the primer as she could still see more colors bleeding through. Junko hummed, looking around.

"There's no access from outside, only through the house?" And quite far into the house, too..

"Correct, though I'm sure that's something you could change if you really wanted to."

Junko frowned. She didn't want her clients to walk through her entire house to get to her work space, especially with scarelings that would likely be running around and, realistically, being very noisy about it. The demon couldn't see her face anymore, but if Seiji checked it he'd likely be able to tell the house just lost her.