The long of it. (Long's usually good, though.)
Well Grace-chan got me started again.
well if we're hiding in Wolfram-chan's fiance's basement, it should be fun. Probably lots of demon wines and stuff...
of course, Watanuki's boyfriend probably kills himself from seeing jsut how wonderfully skilled I am, and knowing he'll ever be able to follow in my footsteps.
Edaniel-kun jsut couldn't pass up the opportunity to really get a good meal in, though. I wouldn't be too surprised. (Just as long as he doesn't go off and fuck my housecat, I think we're set. No more crazy litters, I swear.)
Bitch is enjoying herself, and the harmless bits of the litter are starting to learn that it's not a good thing to shase my housekeeper. Bocchan was pretty pissed. Looks like I'm back to the spray bottle of holy water again.
Also, my loving, consoling Heartless Bitch brought me half a rat this morning.
Thanks, dear, but you're not getting away with that. Stupid cat. You couldn't wait until you were older? or married maybe? If werecats have marriages, that is... Maybe it's like names and they just don't do it. Half an undead rat really isn't going to solve the problem, anyway.
I've been talking over the merchandise with the Space-Time Witch. Who as it turns out, is really great to deal with personally. A lot better than the rumors make out. Haven't visited the shop, though. Maybe it'll change, then. It'd be nice to get an eye for her, though. And there's a possibility of a constant flow of small services I could probably do for her. Some jobs just need a strikingly handsome and charming fellow like me to manage, after all. A magician of her standing'll be sure to find something for someone of my talents, though.
Her help-keep as it turns out, is Cole-chan and Grace-chan's 'Kim-chan', a one Kimihiro Watanuki. And let me tell you, even in a look-over that guy gave me chills the first time I saw him. He's the spitting image of my Tomonori-kun at sixteen, just with different eyes. A different look to him, too, overall. Unusual. Seems to have pretty limitless energy, though. I bet he can twist that skinny body of his into all kind of interesting shapes and position. Haven't introduced myself to his not-so-secret secret honey. Seems to be pretty quiet or I'd have heard from him earlier. Sounds like a traditionalist. I'd like an eye on him, but I'll probably have to wait on that.
Probably can't say much more until I get rid of the Nine-tail problem. I'm also delivering the skin-walkers's skin to my client later this evening, so that's going to be an occasion for some thoughtful wardrobe planning.
I'd sure like some backup, because Shiro tends to be a bit twitchy when things go after his blood-whores, but Tomonori-kun has some sort of school meeting or something. He's been more and more absent recently. Just wants to sit flat on his ass and tutor his eraser boy. Jerk. At least it's let me keep my hands on his mirror a while longer.
I'll be out for a while, though, asking around about getting rid of a nine-tail.
Hey, Cole-kun? Abotu what I said earlier. Keep it to yourself. Also, I'll need to talk to you about my skin-walker buddy here. Turns out since I was following something else that shifts shape (though skinwalkers kind of like to take skin off dead-people and wear it) I might have a lead on a shifter. Maybe what we were looking for earlier. If my bounty hadn't been so specific, would have left the skin-walker alive and asked him a little more.
well if we're hiding in Wolfram-chan's fiance's basement, it should be fun. Probably lots of demon wines and stuff...
of course, Watanuki's boyfriend probably kills himself from seeing jsut how wonderfully skilled I am, and knowing he'll ever be able to follow in my footsteps.
Edaniel-kun jsut couldn't pass up the opportunity to really get a good meal in, though. I wouldn't be too surprised. (Just as long as he doesn't go off and fuck my housecat, I think we're set. No more crazy litters, I swear.)
Bitch is enjoying herself, and the harmless bits of the litter are starting to learn that it's not a good thing to shase my housekeeper. Bocchan was pretty pissed. Looks like I'm back to the spray bottle of holy water again.
Also, my loving, consoling Heartless Bitch brought me half a rat this morning.
Thanks, dear, but you're not getting away with that. Stupid cat. You couldn't wait until you were older? or married maybe? If werecats have marriages, that is... Maybe it's like names and they just don't do it. Half an undead rat really isn't going to solve the problem, anyway.
I've been talking over the merchandise with the Space-Time Witch. Who as it turns out, is really great to deal with personally. A lot better than the rumors make out. Haven't visited the shop, though. Maybe it'll change, then. It'd be nice to get an eye for her, though. And there's a possibility of a constant flow of small services I could probably do for her. Some jobs just need a strikingly handsome and charming fellow like me to manage, after all. A magician of her standing'll be sure to find something for someone of my talents, though.
Her help-keep as it turns out, is Cole-chan and Grace-chan's 'Kim-chan', a one Kimihiro Watanuki. And let me tell you, even in a look-over that guy gave me chills the first time I saw him. He's the spitting image of my Tomonori-kun at sixteen, just with different eyes. A different look to him, too, overall. Unusual. Seems to have pretty limitless energy, though. I bet he can twist that skinny body of his into all kind of interesting shapes and position. Haven't introduced myself to his not-so-secret secret honey. Seems to be pretty quiet or I'd have heard from him earlier. Sounds like a traditionalist. I'd like an eye on him, but I'll probably have to wait on that.
Probably can't say much more until I get rid of the Nine-tail problem. I'm also delivering the skin-walkers's skin to my client later this evening, so that's going to be an occasion for some thoughtful wardrobe planning.
I'd sure like some backup, because Shiro tends to be a bit twitchy when things go after his blood-whores, but Tomonori-kun has some sort of school meeting or something. He's been more and more absent recently. Just wants to sit flat on his ass and tutor his eraser boy. Jerk. At least it's let me keep my hands on his mirror a while longer.
I'll be out for a while, though, asking around about getting rid of a nine-tail.
Hey, Cole-kun? Abotu what I said earlier. Keep it to yourself. Also, I'll need to talk to you about my skin-walker buddy here. Turns out since I was following something else that shifts shape (though skinwalkers kind of like to take skin off dead-people and wear it) I might have a lead on a shifter. Maybe what we were looking for earlier. If my bounty hadn't been so specific, would have left the skin-walker alive and asked him a little more.