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 Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2016 7:28 pm
Fangite sighed as he finished of the last of his energy draining quota. Tucking the orb away into the safety of a pocket, the Captain ran a hand through the maned fluff that was his youma. The creature shook, much like the animal it imitated before trotting off ahead and blended into the shadows as it scoped out the area ahead.
He rubbed at his eyes for a moment before letting his glasses fall back into place as he stifled a yawn. Ignore it, his mind told him. He wasn't tired. He could push past this and keep moving. Just ignore it. So he did.
Stepping out of the shadows of the alley he'd been in. Fangite continued on as if nothing had happened.
Because nothing did.
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2016 10:36 am
And then something did happen; a power signature flickered in the very near area. Sanidine had teleported just a short bit away, youma in tow. He was getting more used to teleporting, but it was enough to leave him feeling a little drained. So he grunted and started slugging forward, trotting boredly.
Evan, though, seemed to like teleporting. He always seemed to have an extra burst of energy—or, maybe, it was because he liked to be in Destiny City.
It was a strange thing; he was so used to Evan being jittery and hating being outside after dark, but now everything seemed to fascinate the youma—who ran in a circle around Sanidine, climbed on a trashcan, and then jumped off in rigid fear when a bug skittered across the wall next to him.
It wasn't his Evan, but Sanidine smiled anyway, tiredly.
Evan skittered around him for a moment longer, prancing and bounding and working out all the energy he'd stored up in the Rift.
Sanidine was only vaguely aware of another energy signature; he always wound up a bit disoriented after teleporting. While Evan seemed to stay close to him, investigating corners and drains and boxes like he'd never seen them before, he never wandered far—and certainly never out of sight.
Except, he seemed to get a little ahead of himself and bounded around the corner—right into a Negaverse agent.
Evan let out a startled chirp and Sanidine went into overprotective mode, summoning his weapon and running to catch up. He skidded to a stop front of the sight, eyes narrowed.
But there was Evan, trying to pry himself off of Fangite after he'd collided with him.
"Hey," Sanidine snapped warningly—instinctively, before he'd really processed what he was looking at.
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2016 4:08 pm
Of all things Fangite expected to come bounding around the corner and knock him flat on his a**, some fuzzy creature straight out of the Kingdom Hearts franchise was definitely not high on the list. Hell, if he was honest with himself, it probably wasn't even on the list.
He blinked in confusion, glasses askew on his face at the creature that tried to clamber off him. "What... the ********?" The Captain said slowly. The jingle of charms reached his ears and Fangite tilted his head back to find Airi. The youma sniffed curiously at the creature, ears perked up, tail swishing slightly behind him. Ooookay. So apparently this wasn't a threat.
He had been about to shove his own youma out of his face, when someone spoke up, snapping at him irritably. "What?" He tossed back defensively.
Kyuseisha no Hikari BASICALLY PICTURE... Mica sniffing at something and being stupidly curious about it while you're all "Mica No." That or pretend Airi's about as happy as dogs get when they sniff another dogs butt. Idk.
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2016 5:29 pm
As if slamming into a Negaverse agent was bad enough, the youma let out a startled squeak and immediately tried to run from the other youma. Evan's eyes were wide and he trembled; climbing seemed to be instinctive for me and he grabbed onto Sanidine's leg and heaved himself up, much to Sanidine's displeasure. The Captain grunted and tried to shift to get Evan off of him, but he couldn't reach the youma on his back to dislodge him.
"—The hell is going on here?" he asked, taking a step back; his sword was pointed at the youma—not because he was afraid of it, but because Evan seemed to be losing his damn mind over it. Sanidine might have been overprotective of his youma, but he didn't seem to have an issue pointing his weapon at someone else's.
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2016 5:21 pm
Airi jumped back at the sudden startle by the other youma, ears cocked oddly as he watched the creature scurry up the purple clad Captain. But the wolves ears twitched again as the sound of metal hitting metal bounced off the concrete and stone around them. Fangite's own weapon had been triggered, pushing at the sword. "What's going on here is you are threatening myyouma and I do not take kindly to threats against what is mine. Verbally or not." He growled, pushing at the sword. "I didn't attack your's, so back the ******** off of mine. If anything that should be my line as your youma ran into me."
The wolf youma eyed the two Captains before sitting down observing the two for a few moments more. Then he stood up, form shifting from quadruped to bipedal in a matter of seconds. The youma stood taller then his own Captain as he tilted his head to get a better look at the creature trying to hide from it. "...I've never seen such a skittish youma." The youma murmured, ignoring the irritated 'Hush up' that came from Fangite.
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2016 5:58 pm
Sanidine's eyes snapped to the youma suddenly; he wasn't the slightest bit intimidated by the taller Negaverse agent (in fact, he didn't seem to care at all who he was butting heads with). But either that youma had just spoken, or he'd gone batshit.
Batshit seemed like the more likely option, but all thoughts of battle were immediately forgotten. He dismissed his sword—without apology—and looked between the towering youma and its Captain. "Your youma can talk?" he asked, as much of a demand as it was an inquiry.
Evan did not seem reassured by the voice; he had made his way up Sanidine's back and wrapped his arms around the male's neck tightly. Evan had his face pressed against Sanidine's back, as if he could burrow into him and hide.
Sanidine made no effort to pry him off; he didn't care where Evan was as long as he was safe.
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2016 7:11 pm
The Captain and Youma blinked simultaneously. There was a combined question of 'Me/Him?" as the pair pointed at the creature in question. They exchanged and odd glance before turning back to the other Captain.
"...Yes." Fangite said slowly. "He's not one of the feral kind. He's what the Negaverse labels as an 'Intelligent' youma." Though judging by some of the things he'd seen Airi do, he began to greatly doubt that label. "Your's.... acts more like the feral type." Which would explain why the thing bound around the corner like a stray dog without a master. Fangite raised a brow. "Were you not aware of this?" He wondered, how the young man had made it this far and hadn't at least learned that. "I'm Fangite. That..." Fangite said, gesturing to the youma padding around the pair to continue to look at the small furry black creature on Sanidine's back. "Is Airitech."
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2016 8:34 pm
"My youma isn't feral Sanidine snapped, shifting positions so Evan would be more comfortable. The other youma was incredibly large and Evan seemed particular squeamish, letting out a small whine of terror as he tried to climb higher on Sanidine to get away from the creature.
"Evan," Sanidine snapped, annoyed, though he didn't try to push the youma down or dislodge him. His attention returned to Fangite. "He's just new. I'm sort of getting a crash course in this whole youma thing. The guy I had teaching me s**t kinda skipped over a lot of it. I've had to do most of my research on my own. So—no. When they said 'intelligent' I just assumed it meant they knew commands like a well trained dog or something. Didn't know they could talk."
There was a hint of bitterness in his voice; he wished Evan could at least communicate. The chirping and squeaking didn't count; Sanidine couldn’t understand a damn bit of that.
Still, the Negaverse across from him had offered introduction, and Sanidine—unwilling to be any more rude than he'd already been—offered his own. "I'm Sanidine. Youma is Evan."
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2016 2:56 pm
"Sure acts like a feral youma..." Fangite deadpanned. "New or not. I've never seen one that skittish before." Airi continued to watch as Evan skittered away from him, an ear twitching.
"Aw poor baby. Got the short end of the stick did you? You probably should have found a new teacher then." And maybe a better youma. "You really know nothing on these guys, don't you? They are referred to as intelligent for a reason. The smarter ones can do more then follow commands like a trained dog." The phrase earned a snort from the wolfish youma. "They are a handful, most are far more dangerous then the feral ones."
Airi sat again, and held out a massive paw towards Evan in hopes that maybe he would at least smell it. "He has no experience around other youma does he?" He asked. Fangite just huffed. "That's a very human name, for a youma."
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2016 10:47 pm
The youma in question just seemed shy; when the paw was extended to him he just leaned back and turned his head. His ears were folded low and he almost looked like he was trembling. Sanidine glanced over his shoulder at the youma and then reached a hand around, behind his back to pat at the fluff.
"He's learning. He's new to this, too," Sanidine muttered. "So give him a break, okay? Don't push his buttons or scare him."
Evan seemed a little relaxed at that; he cracked an eye at the youma and seemed to be watching carefully. He didn't know what to do but in the faint part of his mind, he remembered that he was supposed to be afraid of them. That they could hurt you in ways even the worst of people couldn’t. He couldn’t remember who had told him that, or what they had meant, but he knew that youma usually meant trouble, and he didn't want to get in trouble.
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