That worked all well and fine until one found oneself with a hungry youma scampering around one’s ankles, whining for snacks instead of helping with ideas. Around the twenty-seventh minute of such behavior, the youma in question had taken to rolling around on the floor, wailing as though she was dying because they hadn’t gone out to hunt in sooooooo looooooong. Even though it had only been three days, Andesine couldn’t exactly work under such conditions. If her little companion was going to force her hand in the matter, then she guessed she would need to appease the poor thing.
“We’re gonna be quick about this hunt, alright,” Andesine told Amylthia, teleporting them out of Negaspace and into an alley in Destiny City. She carried Amylthia in her arms, with the youma propped against her chest and shoulder like a human baby (but infinitely nicer to carry because, unlike human babies, Amylthia was fun and lacked the torture of stinky diapers). Following the long alley down to one of its openings, Andesine kept her eyes and aura senses peeled for anybody out tonight who didn’t really need their starseed. “Just a little trip out to get you some treats. We’re not going to linger or get in any unnecessary trouble.”
Andesine considered a moment, then gave her youma companion a little pat on the back. “Queen Laurelite won’t like it very much if we disobey her orders and get in trouble. Understood?”
As Amylthia nodded, Andesine exited the alley. The street she came on seemed largely deserted, even with a bar kitty corner from where she stood. Then again, it wasn’t last call yet. Anybody in a bar on a Sunday night probably didn’t want to leave until they had to.
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