(I rolled a 4 this time)
Who: Nokoru & OPEN (particularly to females, particularly those who might be in distress of some kind)
When: Sunday, March 28
Where: Main Street
What: A damsel in distress!
Rating: D for Depends on who responds. ^-^
( There was definitely a lady in some distress around here )
When: Sunday, March 28
Where: Main Street
What: A damsel in distress!
Rating: D for Depends on who responds. ^-^
( There was definitely a lady in some distress around here )
Instead, he saw a smudge-faced girl with long, tightly-ringed blond hair held up in two pig-tails in a desperate run. The lace frill of an elegant (if dirty) black and white dress fluttered against her legs as her ran, dodging through the late afternoon crowd with surprising grace.
At her heels was a massively tall man dressed in a spring colored men's qi-pao. In one hand he held an unplugged hair dyer and in the other a brush. The two were barreling down the street at an incredible pace, barely paying attention to people who fell or were pushed aside in the pursuit.
"Look ooouuuttt!" Pon-chan had just wiggled her way out of a dense part of the crowd, right in front of a pretty blond boy. She was trapped.
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The little blonde girl (girl?) skidded to a stop in front of him. Past her, past the crowd, Nokoru caught a glimpse of the man in pursuit. Quick as a wink, he knelt in front of the girl and caught up one of her smudged little hands in his. "Never fear, princess. I'll protect you." One blue eye closed in a conspiratorial wink, then he rose and placed himself half in front of her, waiting calmly for the tall, elegant (if flustered) man to catch up.
"I'm afraid, my dear Count," he informed the man with a confident air that didn't match his age, "that I can't allow you to take this young lady against her will."
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"Th-thank you," she stammered, cowering behind him, one hand rest on a slender shoulder.
D approached moments later, his eyes cold with frustration, compounded by the fact that of all things, Pon-chan seemed to have found herself a knight errant.
"My dear child, surely a boy of such refinement can know a girl in need of a bath when you see one." D bent down, not condescendingly, only to be nearer Nokoru's height. He had to keep in mind that to him, Pon-chan was just another normal human girl. Chris had believed the same thing, after all.
"And I'm afraid that she's only playing the damsel in distress, I assure you she can stand up for herself when she wants."
"Which I AM!," The raccoon-in-girl's clothing shouted. "I don't see why every Spring you have to clean everything it the store, including me!" She tightened the hand on Noroku's should for effect and said the boy. "Please don't let him put that horrible ( ... )
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He didn't move, though he did give Pon-chan a reassuring smile over his shoulder. Then he returned his steady gaze to D. "In the meantime, whatever you say, I can clearly see that her unhappiness at the prospect is real."
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Suddenly D missed Chris acutely--at least the younger Orcot brother had still had the sense to suspicious of most of the pet shop residents. Resisting the urge to fly into what would have been a typical rage back in Chinatown, D took a deep breath and appeared as sincere and contrite as possible.
"But you see, my dear boy, she never believes it's time for a bath, and if left to her own devices can get quite ill if she isn't washed." Even Nokoru couldn't defend a 'lady's' hygiene to the point where it was a hazard to herself. "And of course it's real when she wants it to be, is that not a skill all women possess? Regardless, the girl is under my care, and whether it is against her will or not I am bound to act with her best interest in mind."
From behind Nokoru, Pon-chan blew D an impressive raspberry.
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"I see that you do want what's best for her," he said gently, almost as if D were the child and he the adult. "It's very commendable of you. And I'm certain we can find an amicable way to resolve this situation. Princess?" Nokoru half-turned and knelt before Pon-chan, taking her hand again, his blue eyes entreating. "Will you tell me what it is about bathing that distresses you so?"
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"I don't like how it makes me smell." Pon-chan admitted. It was the truth, at least. She much preferred her musk.
"And therein lies the rub." D remarked, triumphant but still annoied. He hated having people loitering around on bath day, especially if they weren't being paid. "You may...accompany me...if you are so concerned about the young lady." He offered through gritted teeth. "Just as long as neither of you get into trouble."
"I won't..." Pon-chan promised, pouting si much her lower lip curled out.
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