There's a very, very tall man in gleaming red and white clothes standing in the middle of the lobby, his white wolf ears flicking as he scans the throngs of people before he raises both hands. His voice is as cheerful as his wagging tail, but deep and smooth and very, very masculine. When he grins playfully, his white fangs gleam in the lighting
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People could use a break now and again, hmm?
"Ammy~!" She walked over, not needing to actively attempt to show off her cleavage, also not needing to fake the warmth in her voice. "Are you the melon inspector now?"
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"Someone has to do it and take it very seriously, you know?" His expression turned very serious, but still his tail wagged and he was behaving himself and neither planting his face smack in her cleavage immediately or staring at them. As unlike his usual traveling companion, Ammy could indeed learn a measure of self-control, and he'd been around Rangiku enough to recover a little from the shock of her amazing rack.
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"Right, very seriously. What exactly are you examining melons for, Ammy-chan~?" Afterall, at some point, there'd be an explanation, thin or otherwise. Amaterasu made his own perversion seem quaint and innocent.
Issun and Matsumoto would have had words. Or actions, of the flicking across the room kind.
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Really, it was a very difficult job, he was really going out of his way for this.
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What made Spaghetti Cat stop at this announcement was a fairly short tail. One which wagged furiously. Lifting its paw in the air, Spaghetti Cat tilted its head to the side and mewled softly. A human-dog? Asking about melons?
Perhaps this would be a human-dog with skills to provide spaghetti, or find one who could.
Spaghetti Cat carefully stepped closer.
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"Are you hungry?" After all, Amaterasu was very good at feeding other animals and finding what they liked best.
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Spaghetti. The demand was a demand, of course -- cats could hardly be less than demanding -- but it was delivered with a soft, careful choice in pitch and tone.
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Only to pull out a very large platter. Spaghetti with sauce and meatballs that he'd pilfered from somewhere and it still managed to be steaming hot. "I would say to be careful, it is hot. Will this be good?"
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She could tell there was absolutely no way this person was an ordinary human - perhaps something closer to her own level. But she might as well wander over and satisfy her curiosity. "And why is that?"
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If the family dog was really just a dumb wolf in disguise.
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She held out a hand. "Particularly if we haven't been introduced. Call me Terra."
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"Amaterasu." If he sounds mildly censoring, it's because in spite of whatever is being pumped through this place, he's surprised at what his god's doing. He shouldn't be, but... he still is.
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Which was totally the reasoning he was going to use if questioned. He was doing a public service!
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At the moment, that looked like it would be down women's shirts, which wasn't an unpleasant prospect as much as an unexpected, ridiculous one. "I'm guessing you aren't making this offer out of a general health concern." He kept walking toward the god, posture relaxed.
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"Many women are unhappy if they are displeased with their bodies in some way. I intend to make sure that is not the case." Yes, this was the most brilliant idea he'd had all day, why do you ask?
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