Startled profanity announced Kuronue's appearance in the sorting room. Twisting at the waist and peaking over his shoulder to look around rather warily, as well as curiously, he let loose another mumbled tangle of words that may or may not have made much sense to anyone who was close enough to hear. He wasn't quite sure what he'd said himself he
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"I would totally take you up on that, if I were into guys. ...I assume you're a guy, posture thing. In any event, your thoughts on the Dumbles question intrigues me, and I would like to subscribe to your newsletter. Party person much?"
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His old vest, held together with some scraps of leather and other pieces he'd managed to scrounge up couldn't have hid a pair of breasts if it tried. Though it would be interesting.
"My newsletter?" He chuckles. "Oh, you're a witty one aren't you."
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"And into other things." His eyes sparkle.
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That led to Kuronue being greeted by a bristling white wolf with her teeth bared in warning. Of course, it was not her teeth a demon needed to worry about. A trail of blooming flora followed wherever she stepped, sprouting up from the stone floor and hinting at her true identity.
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It would have been amusing if it didn't remind of too many things all at once. That and having a wolf snarl at you generally wasn't a great position to be in.
He was very little like the other demon residents. While he had a sense of humour, and could be nice when he liked, he was still a demon to the core, and embraced it.
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After an exhilarating romp with the huge dragon within the Forbidden Forest, Pegasus decided he'd perhaps had enough adventure for one day, and headed into the castle before his new “playmate” could decide winged horse was on the menu. He was in the habit of passing by the Sorting Room during his rare trips into the castle, just in case anyone interesting happened to be there. Winged humanoids were not a new sight to Pegasus, who was himself the son of an ancient God and Gorgon, but this applicant caught his attention nonetheless. He approached the demon and gave a curious nicker, his folded wings shifting slightly in a gesture that resembled a shrug. He was more interested in the demon's own wings than in the sparkly stone he was holding, at least for the moment.
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He wondered if Kuronue would be able to see the years on him, the time that had passed since... that. Had Kuronue come instantly from his death, or lingered in the afterlife? Whatever time had gone by, it had done nothing to lessen Kuronue's sense of humor, at the very least.
"So free with a kiss," he managed after a while, contriving to keep his voice level, casual. "Will you ever change?"
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He smiled weakly at Kurama. "Not likely." His eyes dropped, and he took Kurama in. The years perhaps had changed Kurama. It made something inside ache. "It seems you have though."
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After a moment he said, "I missed you."
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Well it wasn't hard to put two and two together and he felt...cheated, in a way. Though he knew he shouldn't.
With this in mind he made his way over to Kurama and wrapped his arms around Kurama before he changed his mind about the fleeting urge. He pulled Kurama in close and rested his cheek against Kurama's. He let himself simply be happy to have Kurama in his arms again for a moment, feeling like the time that he had to hold him was borrowed.
He give a spoken reply, he figured the hug was enough to convey how much he felt...had felt for his partner.
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He tilted his head at Akabane, finding him...interesting.
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