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[six_feelings]

Characters: six_feelings & vatheon
Location: Plaza
Time: evening
Style: starting in third, any after that~
Status: Open like the hole in his gut

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[onceageneral]

Did the big guy miss his favorite blonde? She had been scoping out one of the large mosquito like things when she laid eyes on the slumbering male. Celes rolled her eyes and was going to keep going until she realized he had critters. Using him as a home. Correction. Using his HOLE as a home. She couldn’t tear away her eyes as she stared at the unnatural sight. Imagination took over for a moment as she pondered how it felt like to have a hole there and to have some feathered things in there. Her hands touched her stomach for a moment before she shook away those thoughts.

After weighing for a moment she decided it was time to wake the slumbering beast. Mostly because it would amuse her just a bit, as well as to satisfy that urge to get him out of his clothes...

...for the innocent goody two-shoes purpose of getting him in new clothes. Crossing over to where he was, and hesitating as her gaze traced over the bone jaw attached to the side of his face. She would touch it, if she had a stick. He might bite.

"Awake?" That would suffice and if he didn't rouse from that, she would attempt to give him a gentle poke to his arm.

[six_feelings]

See, this is where he's torn between two options; On one hand he could just ignore it, snore, and roll over if it weren't for the pesky bird-things nesting in his abdomen. On the other hand, he could actually be civilized and answer the voice. What to do, what to do? Finally, he simply grunts and waves a hand in Celes' direction, his brows scrunching up.

"...Am now, woman."

[onceageneral]

The pesky bird-things were pushed far from her mind at the moment. She was going to try to do her best to ignore them.

"Good." Hands rests on her side as she regarded whatever his top was. "You do remember clothes are free, right?" Brow raised, until she wound up looking at the critters in his hole. "...I can't even imagine how that feels."

[six_feelings]

Free. Right. Silence, and then a small, noncommittal sound.

"It's all I've got," flatly, and then he's glancing down to the critters. "...S'just odd. Ain't doin' no harm, though."

[onceageneral]

"We can hang it on the wall if you're that attached." If he had a wall to hang it up on.

"I still can't get over that." Celes decided to be brave and actually reach over to touch one the Epidexipteryx.

[six_feelings]

"It ain't decoration." It's snarled, but one startled chirp from the female Epidexipteryx and it simmers down to a low growl.

When her hand moves closer, the arrancar simply watches with a small hint of curiosity.

"...What, never seen a bird-thing sittin' around 'fore or somethin'?"

[onceageneral]

"With the state they are in, they aren't clothes either." Aww. He wasn't so bad. Least he was considerate for the prehistoric creature.

"I seen birds sitting around. Never seen this sort of bird sitting in some guy's stomach...hole." And she emphasized the chosen nest of the pair. "I don't think I could get used to it."

[six_feelings]

"I don't know shit 'bout you humans and your lifestyle."

He shrugs, folding his hands behind his head after awhile. "You get used to it. I've had it for as long as I can remember only higher up," a short pause while the pair start bickering over space, "Oi, knock it the fuck off! I ain't puttin' up with that shit!"

[onceageneral]

"Maybe you should learn since you are stuck here with the rest of us."

She was trying not to laugh over the bickering feathered things. Okay. She can do this. Maybe. Celes carefully lifted one of the critters from where his stomach should be. It was a bit awkward but soon she got the thing situated against her to scratch its neck. That wasn't as bad as she thought it would be.

[six_feelings]

"I don't trust these people. There's somethin' funny 'bout 'em I can't put my thumb on but I don't like it. I don't understand what the fuck they're talking about half the time when I eavesdrop on 'em."

Well, that felt a little better. It didn't feel so cramped now, but for a split second there was a moment of hesitation of whether he should really let her this close. When he deems it 'safe', he's sitting up with one hand bracing the remaining creature.

"You're human--Show me what you're supposed to do."

[onceageneral]

"They likely know more than they let on." She continued to lavish attention to the little one, smiling as she watched it.

And the smile dropped as he spoke again. "Clothes would be a good start. Did you check into a hotel yet?"

[six_feelings]

Grimmjow's face suddenly goes blank as he digs around for the word. Hotel? Well, shit.

"...A what?"

[onceageneral]

Brow raised a moment and she pondered getting him a dictionary, but thought better of it. In her own head, he likely wouldn't even read it.

"Hotel or an Inn. Its a place you stay in temporarily until you find a place to live." His personality alone was enough to make people nervous. His appearance would just be the topper. "Let's get you some clothes first."

[six_feelings]

"Hm. Whatever."

Finally he nudges the dinosaur out of his hollow hole and slips his jacket back on, frowning slightly. "Lead the way, woman."

[onceageneral]

She placed the other dinosaur down so it could reunite with it's friend or mate (good thing there wasn't any egg making in his hole).

She straightened upright before shooting him a look. "It's Celes." Arms crossed against her chest as she turned on a heel to start the trek to the plaza.

[six_feelings]

"Mm," Grimmjow flashes a near predatory grin before toning it down to a cocky smirk and starts to follow, "So the doll has claws of her own, huh? Gotta admit I didn't quite expect that." It's a compliment considering how he acts.