It was the lightning that drew Akabane. He knew, from explorations of the popcorn room and his researches that none of those he knew had been here before. Lightning was something he was familiar with, and it was with mixed feelings that he observed it wasn't Ginji that had arrived.
He still entered the room, curious always, just what he could gain from this caustic, floating head. "Werepire?" he asked, his hand coming up to touch the brim of his hat, his eye observing the newcomer through the slit in his hat.
"We do not seem to have those here, yet," Akabane replied. Whether or not he was disappointed by this couldn't be determined by his expression, which appeared from under the brim of his hat again.
It never did any good to encourage them, but still Miranda was impressed. "Nice costume" she ventured "you really look like Andrew Jackson." Sure, he was probably going to spout some profanity at her, but still werepires. That was funny.
Granted, he was the Andrew Jackson of some bizzare world where murderers have their own reality show, time travel is possible, people can become cookie men, and Ronald Reagan was the Incredible Hulk.
She just nodded. "Mm-hmm, Mr. Jackson." She shouldn't encourage him at all. Nope. Except- "so, you ever kill a lightning buffalo with your bare hands?"
Ok, so she'd had a bit to drink beforehand. So sue her. She reached in her pocket to get a galleon, should she need to distract him while she got away.
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He still entered the room, curious always, just what he could gain from this caustic, floating head. "Werepire?" he asked, his hand coming up to touch the brim of his hat, his eye observing the newcomer through the slit in his hat.
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Well, it was nothing to him.
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It never did any good to encourage them, but still Miranda was impressed. "Nice costume" she ventured "you really look like Andrew Jackson." Sure, he was probably going to spout some profanity at her, but still werepires. That was funny.
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Granted, he was the Andrew Jackson of some bizzare world where murderers have their own reality show, time travel is possible, people can become cookie men, and Ronald Reagan was the Incredible Hulk.
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She shouldn't encourage him at all. Nope. Except- "so, you ever kill a lightning buffalo with your bare hands?"
Ok, so she'd had a bit to drink beforehand. So sue her. She reached in her pocket to get a galleon, should she need to distract him while she got away.
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Yeah, the mun's making shit up.
And I've killed plenty of things with my bare hands. And my gun. And my lightning vision!
He likes killing things.
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Well, tiny compared to him, anyway.
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Welcome to Gryffindor!
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