[THREAD;]
Who: Nataku [soulparadox], Schrödinger [thecat_cameback], Kirin [picklesplz].
Where: Terra ; Apartment Block 5, Room 24.
When: Early evening.
Summary: Free pickles + dinner.
Rating: PG-13.
Other: Roasted puppies. No. Really.
To have to leave the mansion, this made him a little uncomfortable. The reason for why was unknown to him; other than his repeated desire to stay within the residence as long as humanly possible. Finally finding his 'Papa,' it was natural to want to not be so far away from him, right? At least, he would know that Miss Nina would be taken care of by Alucard. Furthermore, the reason for accepting the pickles from Kirin was so that he could present them to Johan later.
At his side swung a bag that had a rather troubling smell of burnt flesh coming from it, this may have been because he had recently roasted puppies to act as the dinner that he promised to bring to Kirin. Nataku had been unaware that puppies cost so much money at pet stores. He was only able to purchase two with the allowance that he had. It would be all right, however, as it was no one's fault but his own. Schrödinger and Kirin would be able to eat their hearts content. Since the meal was mostly meant for them.
His sleeves were still a little red from having to skin the poor animals. The knife was wrapped up in his ribbon and carried at his side with matches in his pocket. Somewhere, there was an alleyway that appeared like a very small-scale massacre had happened in it. Nataku wondered if he was supposed to feel bad about this. After all, the pet shop owners had wanted to know the names that he was going to give the puppies he purchased. He chose 'Dinner' and 'Seconds', which Schrödinger was quick to explain that he was silly so that the people would stop looking so disturbed by the names.
People were so odd.
Regardless, they had reached their destination with little to no incident. Knocking on the door, he would have to ask Kirin if he could use the bathroom to wash both the knife and his hands off. Turning to his companion, his head chanted slightly as he asked. "Should we tell him the names of the meal?"
Where: Terra ; Apartment Block 5, Room 24.
When: Early evening.
Summary: Free pickles + dinner.
Rating: PG-13.
Other: Roasted puppies. No. Really.
To have to leave the mansion, this made him a little uncomfortable. The reason for why was unknown to him; other than his repeated desire to stay within the residence as long as humanly possible. Finally finding his 'Papa,' it was natural to want to not be so far away from him, right? At least, he would know that Miss Nina would be taken care of by Alucard. Furthermore, the reason for accepting the pickles from Kirin was so that he could present them to Johan later.
At his side swung a bag that had a rather troubling smell of burnt flesh coming from it, this may have been because he had recently roasted puppies to act as the dinner that he promised to bring to Kirin. Nataku had been unaware that puppies cost so much money at pet stores. He was only able to purchase two with the allowance that he had. It would be all right, however, as it was no one's fault but his own. Schrödinger and Kirin would be able to eat their hearts content. Since the meal was mostly meant for them.
His sleeves were still a little red from having to skin the poor animals. The knife was wrapped up in his ribbon and carried at his side with matches in his pocket. Somewhere, there was an alleyway that appeared like a very small-scale massacre had happened in it. Nataku wondered if he was supposed to feel bad about this. After all, the pet shop owners had wanted to know the names that he was going to give the puppies he purchased. He chose 'Dinner' and 'Seconds', which Schrödinger was quick to explain that he was silly so that the people would stop looking so disturbed by the names.
People were so odd.
Regardless, they had reached their destination with little to no incident. Knocking on the door, he would have to ask Kirin if he could use the bathroom to wash both the knife and his hands off. Turning to his companion, his head chanted slightly as he asked. "Should we tell him the names of the meal?"