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 Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 6:04 pm
 Lunch couldn't help but nurse her ear a bit, having bent the auricle so that she could suck on the tip of it with a slight pout. As much as she liked pain and whatever else that made her a bit of a walking child-freak, the pup was far from being pleased when Deshwitat had tried to rip the appendage off.
However, that didn't mean she didn't have a happy little tune in her head. In fact, she'd discovered humans to have some of the most morbid, yet addictive, music she'd ever heard (not that she'd ever heard like.. martian music or something), causing Lunch to, almost uncharacteristically, hum as she wandered from the cabin and off to see if there was some secret unmarked path with -MONSTERS- on it to take her to the -very- top of the mountain.
In her lifetime, these attempts had failed horribly.
'1..2..3...4.. underneath the cellar door 5..6..7...8.. lover will suffocate~'
Sadly, that was part of one of her -favorite- songs.. probably her favorite part. Luckily for anybody else, they wouldn't have to hear it, seeing as the pup was content with trotting along and humming it only. It was either that or the song about killing babies.
She wasn't big enough for -that- yet, however, so she would save that to be her self-hummed theme song until later~
After a bit of searching, Lunch let out a little squeak of "Ah-ha!" her ear -flinging- back into it's normal position as the little pup scrambled over a larger rock and off down the path it, and the trees next to it, blocked off.
VICTORY WAS HERS!
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 7:14 pm
 Unlike Lunch, Revelin had never had the pleasure of actually listening to a song. Sure, he had heard the occasional ditty hand-crafted by the psycho that sometimes came around to get flung across space by Xaldin, but that really didn't count. Maybe a song would have cheered him up a little at the moment, too, but unfortunately he was without one. The boy was in actually quite the little pout. A whole day on the Mountain with little to do grated on a boisterous soul like his, and set him in enough of a rare mood that he was actually planning to walk his way home. Far in front of Xaldin, of course- he didn't look quite so awesome next to the larger kitsu or in his shadow. That and he was a little annoyed with the Lancer today. Really, he was just pouting more- usually he enjoyed the adult's short lessons on the 'ways of the world' because there were so many interesting things for him to snicker over. Usually the lessons didn't include him being batted down the hill into a pricker-bush. So yes, he was doing well to keep his distance from Xaldin now that they were actually making their way down the mountain, glancing every now and then over his shoulder to watch the male follow silently after him. Beside the pricker bush, there had been nothing. Maybe there'd be something on the way down that he could detour to in hopes of getting back at his mentor of sorts. That small crevice that seemed to be blocked off by trees and rocks looked pretty promising...
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 7:26 pm
Lunch was rather tickled with her new 'discovery', marching about through the trees, another uncharacteristic trait. Not to secretly, as the expression read on her face -quite- plainly, she wondered where the path would take her, adding onto the notion that she didn't want to actually go and get -lost- or for the little trail to end on her either.
Keep going little trail!
It was actually rare for the pup to look so -forward- to something, scrambling along and scuffling her little pawprints everywhere, before she backtracked, peeking her head through a couple of the trees to see what she'd just ran-past, maybe reaching out with a paw to poke at something.
Heck, she even snacked on a couple of bugs here and there. They sure were tasty, too!
However, one of the bugs she pawed at didn't appreciate it so much, but seemed to do nothing about it aside from crawl along on her paw-pads. Lunch flipped her paw over to watch it. Had she had a song about Bees, she still wouldn't have been humming it. Instead she stared at it, looking as interested as her half-shut eyes would allow, wiggling her little toes.
The bee didn't like that.
Had one been observant enough, a loud yelp of surprise could be heard. Lunch had just been stung -right- on one of her paw-pads and, as much as she liked the pain, she wasn't sure out to react to it aside from killing the already dead little bee and smearing it's remains all over, before settling down to lick her paw pad.
Brilliant. No. Yet she didn't sob or whine.
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 8:04 pm
The vibe against his back said 'Don't you even think about it, brat' even when he forcibly drew his gaze away from the potential path. Just how far could he run down it before he got plucked up by the scruff of his neck? And suddenly, there was the faint yelping sound of a wounded animal, tickling his sensitive ears. Well, if that wasn't enough, he didn't know what was!
Revelin didn't even glance over- just suddenly threw his body to the side out of the straight path and began to sprint. Oh, he knew Xaldin wasn't going to actually give a good chase, but he would follow, no doubt. He would likely wait when he couldn't fit his large form over the rock and through the small crevice of trees that Revelin now wriggled through. After a while, he would lose patience.
Paying little heed to how the scattered twigs and rocks tugged threateningly at his yukata, the boy continued along the path, his one bright eye taking in the surroundings with a distracted sort of interest. "Where aaaaare you?" He called lowly, mostly to himself. Sniffing, he tried to pick up a scent, and found what reached his nostrils to be familiar, yet not placable in his memory.
"Where are- YOU!" An unwarranted bristle took over the fur at the base of his neck, fluffing up aggressively as he spotted Lunch farther down the path. She was eyed and decidedly assumed that she was not quick enough to catch him unguarded. "...What're you doin'? Hiding bodies?" That last bit was a bit catty, a mean little leer taking over his features.
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 8:17 pm
Well -that- was troublesome. Lunch looked over at Revelin, keeping as cool an expression as possible, before setting her paw onto the ground, wincing a bit when she put weight on it, but hiding it rather well. In fact, she painted her creepy smile -right- back onto her face.
"Hiding bodies? Why, do you have half a brain? Do you think that -I- am strong enough to drag a body all the way out here? Especially over the giant rock?" She was unspecific as to the 'giant rock', allowing him enough dignity to presume which one it had been -without- adding a statement of 'unless you're blind'. Though it would have been fun to point that out, seeing as he -did- give the guise of being at least half-so.
She observed him for a moment, taking in his puffed up and aggressive demeanor to mean she'd left -quite- an impression on the boy. This added an extra 'oomph' of glee to her grin.
"But I'm pleased you remember what I plot in my spare time~" she added, clicking her tongue then rising up to her paws, using the one that had been stung to fling dirt over the remains of the bee. Oh yes, her first 'hidden body' that had died at her hands. She'd move on to bigger things later in life, she was sure.
After she finished with that, she turned her attention to her little 'chew toy', taking a few steps towards him before sitting down, attempting to seem as suspicious as possible.
"And what brought the boy-hero out here today, hmm?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 8:45 pm
"It's called sarcasm, rocks-for-brains! Just one of the services I generously donate to the rest of the world." He snorted at her, carefully hiding indignity, at least where he face was concerned. His tails still frazzled a bit as she seemed to insult him right back. How dare she defend herself, after all.
His eye curiously followed as she brushed dirt over the bug to hide it, craning his head a little closer to fail at an attempt to make out what it was. "Hmph. It's hard to forget when someone spouts a lie that big." Came the retort. He would remain standing as she took a seat, pulling his lips back into a sneer at her question.
"I came to see what all the squealing was about. And since there's only you... What hurt you, girl-princess?" Revelin implored, taking a threatening step towards her as the last accented words flickered free from between his grinning canines.
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 9:00 pm
Lunch lifted a paw and snickered into it at the retort she received from the other pup, showing good humor at his attempts to lower her thoughts of what she tried to achieve with her own time. Attempt to make her yell at him: Fail. In fact, all it received was a slight flick of the tail, before she turned her attention to grooming her bangs while he spoke.
LA LA LA LA LA CAN'T HEAR YO-.. Oh, well she'd thought for about three second he was going to say something that actually required her to care. Apparently not. Wiggling her toes, she grinned in reply, using her paws to spin herself around so her back was to him, causing her to tilt her head backwards so he could still see her little grin.
"What hurt me? Awwww~ Does that mean you actually -care- or that, rather, you want to see what actually got such a response from me when you couldn't~ Mmm.. yes, it would do you well to get lessons on how to make a girl scream~"
For all dirty minds, she was actually mentally DEFLOWERED enough to mean it that way. Then again, with how her family was, no DUH.
The statement was followed with a sort of 'evil person' laugh, well practiced at that, before she rose to her feet and started to prance away from the 'boy-hero' and start her pointless gandering again, just chuckling with amusement... at Revelin's expense, no doubt.
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 9:39 pm
Well, that wasn't cool! Why wasn't she cracking? Why wasn't she snarling at him yet? Oh, Soul was so much more fun to bother, whereas people like Lunch and Xaldin weren't so much. However, when he did get a rise out of one of them... well, that would be a real feeling of accomplishment, he decided. Without pouting, he watched her groom her bangs and pretend to ignore him, calculating.
The turn was rewarded with another step from him- apparently he would chase her down if she attempted to run. And contrary to what his prettier features and his nice clothes suggested, he was pretty good at running through the woods.
Her statement about making girls scream brought pleasant little images of him flashing bugs and rodents to females and watching them burst into tears or run off screaming. That was the sort of screaming he assumed she was talking about, and he believed himself well-versed in it. Lunch was just... she was so damn different it was disappointing! Even though his father was probably one of those aforementioned dirty minds (and would be quite open about it!), it was Xaldin he was around the most. Xaldin was neither crass nor crude on a regular basis, and so it wasn't as if Revelin was knowing in the way of adults. The best he knew in that category was that his mother was 'hot', according to his father, and that there were two type of 'bitches' in the world- the type you hated, and the type you dated.
Revelin licked his teeth slowly at her words, his eye glittering suddenly. Well, this girl was strange. Perhaps he should try something new? As she walked away, the boy followed her at leisure, biting lightly into his tongue to keep himself from frizzing up at the laughter. "Of course I care if you got hurt," He told her, trying to warp her into one of his sisters as he gave her the big-brother concerned face. It wasn't really working. "Don't be scared- I just want to see if you're okay. Lemme see..."
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 9:49 pm
Lunch gave him a sort of uncaring stare as he made this sort of... 'face'. She was unfamiliar with what the face meant and with all things, she was suspicious of it, eying him down for a moment, before turning her attention away from him to look at her paw again. Wow, was it supposed to look like that. She didn't know where the stupid bee was now, but she'd simply leer at it and crinkle her nose.
STUPID BEE.
However, the next line caused her fur to puff up a bit. He'd official crossed over the line of what she could take and ignore with ease and what she considered creepy. A certain degree of 'extra care' without her having prompted it using her 'special prompting powers' (which only existed in her mine) was in that category near the verrrrrrrrryyyy front of the list of things that creeped her out.
Somewhere between the color pink and having someone braid flowers into her fur. Not to say she was anti-girl. She just wasn't girly-girl either. SHE WAS MEANT TO DESTROY PEOPLE. Or make them her slaves, either or.
Lunch remained slightly puffed up for a few minutes, making a bit of a face, before quickly brushing her fur back down to resume her 'Your not bothering me' pose. However, she couldn't help but shoot him another glance. "I don't need you to 'see' if I'm okay, boy-hero."
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 10:31 pm
Yes, be suspicious, and be very afraid at the uncharacteristic caring towards a virtual stranger. He technically didn't even know her name, and yet he was offering to look at her boo-boo.
Seeing her puff was a minor victory. Revelin almost leered. In this respect, he was like a predator, and now he finally thought he might be able to catch a less dignified response from her. Oooh, tough girl was scared of caring? No wonder why she wanted to destroy everything! Not that he was really much for certain attention either- especially being babied by his mother and whatnot.
"Ohh," He cooed softly, frowning with concern as he walked ever closer. "But I can kiss it and make it all better, girl-princess! Let me see- it's swelling! You poor girl~"
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 10:50 pm
The look on her face was priceless. While she was doing her best to -NOT- make that face, it was still there. Sheer. Horror. In fact, her ears had drooped making her look like an innocent little animal that had just turned around to see a BEAR looming there behind them. In fact, that's about how she felt.
She practically scrambled to her paws as he drew closer with his funny noises and creepy expression, baring her teeth, though she wasn't yet growling, the fur all along her spine standing on end to reflect the instinct to make herself seem larger than him. It was full of fail, however.
Shifting the weight of her paws between the two front, she leaned back against her hind legs, chest brushing against the ground. 'Don't get any closer...' she was warning, eyes narrowing. She'd proven to 'boy-hero' before that she'd attack him, though she'd done that out of her need to bite people and not to keep them away from her.
Then a thought struck her...
WHAT IF ALL KITSU WERE LI-.. Oh yeah, daddy-dearest was far-from. But she didn't like Mr. Evil-pants either. She didn't know why on that part, though. Required paternal hatred? Seemed right.
"Your 'kissing better' would make me explode!" she snapped, managing to keep from moving from her half-offensive, half-defensive position.
Plan A: Attack his a** if he gets any closer than RUN FOR IT.
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 11:39 pm
Oh, this was just too good. TOO good.
As she went stumbling back, Revelin managed to make his lip quiver a little, as if he were about to burst into tears for her. Her puffing and crouching had him pause, staring at her curiously and with a cocked head as she exclaimed that his 'caring' kill her. Success. Ohhhh, he was feeling so awesome right about now!
He couldn't hold it any longer! Sinking back onto his hind paws but not quite sitting, Revelin ducked his head forward and laaaaaughed. It sounded like he was about to keel over, he was laughing so hard at her, a tear tinting the corner of his eye.
"Ahahahaha! You're serious! Oh! Oh!" He eventually had to have it die away into a snicker, one paw gripping his chest. "Oh, you're fun, girl-princess. Heh heh heh..."
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2007 11:51 pm
About then Lunch realized the worst thing about the entire situation: He could turn on 'fake caring'... and it worked -just- as well. That meant he had a weapon at his beck and call all the time. Note to self: FIND A WAY TO NEGATE THIS CARING WITHOUT PUKING... or maybe just vomit on him. That'd stop it pretty quickly, on second thought.
And now..? He was laughing at her. Lunch couldn't help but leer at him a bit for it, before wandering off the path and into the trees, sitting on a treestump while he sat there dying of laughter, looking back as it died down. She frowned a bit at him before scrambling off of her perch, storming back onto the path and snapping her teeth -right- in his face on the side of his covered eye.
"Stop. Laughing." she hissed through her teeth, before she turned and started to head back where she'd come from to begin with. Ugh! Boy-Hero or Wannabe-Hero.. which of the two was more annoying? Probably Boy-Hero. Wannabe-Hero at least was readable.
Lunch was happily going off on her own way, whether Rev was following her to harass her more or not, she wasn't about to check. He'd probably make fun of her for failing at most physical jobs, such as climbing, if he was there to watch her all but -FAIL- to scramble back over the rock that mostly blocked off the path.
"HMPH. Maybe I shoulda just... TAKEN YOU OUT FOR THE COUNT!!" In her frustration, she yelled back down the path for the boy to hear him.
Grumblegrumble.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 12:22 am
Throwing a little tantrum, was she? Well TOO BAD. He was going to laugh at her because it was funny. And if she threw up at him for it, he was more likely to chase her down for a 'tummy ache'. After all, a boy like him liked icky stuff to a point, or was at least used to it!
Her teeth snapping near his blind-spot got a jerk out of him, but he turned his head and grinned meanly at her. "But you're so laughable, baby." He turned on the coo at the last bit, making a couple smooching sounds before dancing away in case she wanted to try and take off his ear.
But she... she was leaving.
"Hey! You runnin' away?!" He moved to run after her, then slowed to a simple saunter. She wouldn't get far fast.
The boy had predicted right- he'd waited. And upon seeing a kit make its way on top of the rock, Xaldin moved from his resting spot. The only warning for Lunch would be the large shadow that was suddenly cast over both the rock and the grass. After she turned back from her little outburst, she would come face to face with the grumpy, dread-lock bearing kitsu who had the misfortune of having a friend who had children more annoying than said friend himself.
"Where's the boy?" No formalities, no sign of care- just a deadpan, harsh purple gaze and a gruff question.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 12:52 am
Lunch was trained in the way of large looming figured so, the normal response was in order. No sudden 'WT_.... oh..' and fur puffing from surprise here as there was suddenly -another- kitsu there LOOOOOOOOOOMMMIIIIING and looking oh-so-threatening. But sometimes she had to think she was part... 'kender' or something like that.. or reverse-normal. Whichever worked out first.
She tilted her head back to look up at him, falling back on her rump in the most casual way of possible, though she almost wanted to stare in awe. He was -BIG-. Like.. bigger than-daddy big. That was probably the only thing she cared about.
"Bo-.. OOOHHHH. You mean Boy-Hero." she seemed puzzled for a moment, before turning her head to point over her shoulder the way she'd just came from, crinkling her nose as she did so. In fact, the straight-to-the-point manner didn't seem to effect her at all. She did add, for no real reason, the comment of; "I think he was following me. Dunno what happened to him, though."
However, she did have to respect to not say anything else, as she was able to connect Xaldin's attitude to that of her parental unit, in that talking = not wanted unless addressed first. (Even though Desh was mostly against her talking even then...) Remaining on the rock, she sprawled herself across it to look off where Rev was -supposed- to be -hopefully- coming from.
She didn't want her only entertainment, as annoying and a jerk-face as he was, to simply vanish on her!
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