Nibbles and Snips are chillin

[letmenomyou]

[[A little vampire sits under her tree again, two dresses still surrounding her, and the parasol leaning against the tree trunk. She giggles lightly, and flops down on the cool grass

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[lunar_recluse]

[ For once, he was really only passing by, but Fakir couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the new companion the vampire girl was sitting with.

His hands were replaced with... some type of blades. And against his better judgment, he was a little curious. Was this one also some kind of mythological person?

But before he can follow that curiosity, he quickly reminds himself that he needs to be avoiding everyone. He could search through some books later...

And with that thought, he immediately turns and starts to walk away, hopefully before either of them can spot his presence. ]

[imnot_finished]

[[Unfortunately for him, Snips immediately notices another version of himself, if only with different clothes...and this one is complete, too...]]

Hello...

[letmenomyou]

[[Ahiru blinks when she hears Fakir address another person, and it is only at this point that she catches that familiar and lately, infuriating scent. Her eyes narrow and she purses her lips, looking away.]]

[lunar_recluse]

[ He pauses, cursing under his breath, and gives a small nod to his double, pointedly not looking in the redhead's direction. ]

[imnot_finished]

[[Fakir suddenly feels a bit uncomfortable, and his scissorhands snip awkwardly. The tension is stifling, and he has no idea what's wrong...]]

Um...I'm Fakir...

Ahiru? Are you okay?

[letmenomyou]

[[She gives Snips a very forced smile, too wide to be genuine, and places a gentle, reassuring hand on his arm, completely ignoring the other Fakir as well.]]

Oh, I'm juuuuuust fine!

[[Her eyebrow twitches.]]

[lunar_recluse]

[ He watches the blades move, wondering how his double is able to control something like that. Realizing after a moment that he was staring, he looks away with a huff, still paying no mind at all to the girl. ]

...I could have guessed that much. We all seem to share the same name.

[imnot_finished]

...Same name, yes. But...you're finished, unlike me.

[[He glances between Ahiru and his double, looking a little uncomfortable again.]]

Ahiru, you...you don't seem so...cheery anymore...

[letmenomyou]

[[She shrugs]]

I'm sorry, Fakir...it's just, something smells gross, and it's disgusting.

[lunar_recluse]

[ He blinks at his mirror image. ]

...Finished?

[ And promptly scowls at Ahiru's comment, but makes no move to retort yet. ]

[imnot_finished]

[[He lifts his arms for emphasis.]]

...My father didn't wake up, so he couldn't finish me...

[[He blinks at Ahiru's comment, and sniffs the air.]]

...I don't smell anything...

[letmenomyou]

[[Her eyes soften slightly and her grip on his arm tightens to comfort him...but then, she frowns again.]]

...Good. You're lucky then. 'Cause it's nasty.

[lunar_recluse]

[ He glares at the vampire for a moment before he studies the scissors again. Damn, why was his curiosity getting the best of him now? ]

So... I gather you're not human. What are you, then?

[imnot_finished]

I...I don't really know. My father made me...

[[He tilts his head at his double.]]

Um, do you smell anything?

[letmenomyou]

...He probably does. I'll bet it's his upper lip.

[lunar_recluse]

Made... With magic? I can't think of any other way.

[ The scowl on his face deepens. ]

All I smell is a snotty, childish attitude, situated right beside you.