What's a Chapter LAWL?

The Chapter LAWL is a special chapter that we will have once a month not really having much to do with the RP itself. They're weird, so beware!
See the first one Friday Nov. 28, 2014!

Next Time On Demon Life

“Please don’t fight anymore,” Homura murmured gently to the fox, caressing him gingerly as she welcomed him into her mind. He rolled over and looked at her, his chiseled eyes meeting her sparkling emerald ones. “I won’t fight if you won’t stop touching me with those blessed hands of yours. You’re the only one who’s ever touched me in such a way.”

Demon Life: Chapter 5

Atsuko: *Peels off some tape and looks in the hallway then pops his head back in* Thank god they're gone. *Peels all the tape off and fixes his door yet again*

Mr. Fluffywovemitten: *Yawns*

Atsuko: *Looks over at the little girl* You can’t be tired already. *Looks at the clock* It’s only 6. *Looks back at her but she has already fallen asleep* *He sighed then put a blanket over her*

Atsuko: *Yawns* ‘Guess I’m tired too’ he thought *Walks over to his couch and goes to sleep*

IN THE DEMON WORLD

Atsuko: *Wakes up* Huh… How long was I asleep for? *Rubs face then looks at his hands* Why are my hands so small? I must be imagining it. *Gets up* Huh? Something fell off my stomach. *Picks it up*

Mr. Fluffywovemitten: Good evening!!

Atsuko: Thinks ‘ Its a turtle...’ *Freaks out a little*  ‘ And it talks” *Drops the turtle*

Mr. Fluffywovemitten: Oww! *Tears up* That really hurt, Atsuko.

Atsuko: How… do you… know my… name? *Looks up and sees a mirror and sees the reflection of a cat girl* Hey! Huh… *Walks over to the mirror* That’s me?

Mr. Fluffywovemitten: Yep. But I've got to say…. your boobs are a lot bigger here!

Atsuko: *Slowly turns to look at the turtle* Who are you?

Mr. Fluffywovemitten: I’m Mr. Fluffywovemitten, your conecten companion!

Atsuko: Oh. I get it this is a dream right? I’m just going to wake up and none of this will have ever happened. I bet someone found me in the river and took me to the hospital. Well then if this is a dream then I at least want to see were I am. I'm probly at a cosplay convention or something since I have cat ears. *Walks over to Mr. Fluffywovemitten and picks her up* Lets go.

After leaving they explored the demon world.

Homura & Ziral:

Before- Ziral dropped Homura onto her bed, stretching his arm to relieve the tension. She wiggled under the bed sheets and laid her head on the thin pillow, yawning loudly. Ziral looked down at her solemnly. “Homura. Do you want to go to the afterlife?” Her eyes flickered open and she met his gaze with uncertainty. “It hurt the last time,” she murmured softly, hugging her knees to her chest as she rolled onto her side to face him. He bent down to be at eye level with her. “I know what I did wrong. It won’t hurt this time. I promise.” She looked into his earnest, red gaze and felt her heart ease. “I trust you. Even if you are an ass.” He gave a smile and ruffled her hair. “That’s what I like to hear. Now go to sleep.” She smiled and closed her eyes, falling into a deep sleep with Ziral sitting on the edge of her bed, hand gently stroking her hair.

Homura felt the rush of fire meet her soul. It washed over her in a blaze, scorching her with a blast of light. Something was different, however. The pain, as quickly as it had come, was gone, and with it came a light. She opened her eyes to another world. Trees swayed in the fresh and gentle breeze. The sky shone from above, light blue with hints of green. She felt something warm brush up against her leg and looked down. A large fox sat beside her, pelt almost liquid with flame. Startled, she fell back with a cry. It stood and wagged its tail slowly. “Don’t worry. It’s only me, Ziral,” the familiar masculine voice echoed in her head. Regaining composure, she slid to her knees and reached out to touch his mesmerizing fur. It was pure white, outlined with a faint hue of orange; it seemed to flow from him and melt as it dissipated further into the air. Ziral’s fur was fire. “Wow,” she murmured aloud, touching it hesitantly. It didn’t burn her. The sensation was like touching hot silk, soft and warm. “It won’t burn you,” he explained, his dark red eyes watching her with what could be considered amusement. “It would burn anyone else, however.” She looked up at him and smiled, eyes alight with astonishment. “So cool!”

Cecile: *Stretches* Ahh, it's good to be back. *Lying on the back of Zess as he trotted along in the forest*

Zess: It certainly is, isn’t it, mistress? Human forms are quite a hassle. I wonder if the others have gotten here yet.

Cecile: *Pets his soft fur* Yes...I like you more this way as well. You’re so comfortable.

Homura & Ziral: “Why are you different?” she asked, standing once more. He swiped his tongue across his wet, pink nose. “This is my true form. You’ve changed as well, Homura.” She tilted her head and Ziral lead her over to a small pond nestled beneath a grove of bushes. The grass was soft and dark beneath their feet. Looking down into the water, Homura let out a gasp. Her eyes were green; her hair was white; she had fox ears. Those things, however, were not the first thing the girl noticed. “Wha-!!! My- my!!” She grabbed at her chest, now flat. Ziral watched her passively. “Hm, yes. It seems that your tits have gone bye bye.” She screamed aloud in horror, to which Ziral flattened his ears. “Calm down! You’ll get them back when you go back to earth!” he shouted at her, lip curling to reveal his pearly white canines. She slid down the slope until she was standing in the water, looking herself over anxiously. “I can’t believe I changed so much!!” she cried. Homura grabbed at her fox ears, which flicked instinctively, and found that she could control a new addition to her body: a tail. Pure white a fluffy, it grazed the muddy shoreline to the pond and wagged when she focused on it. Ziral watched as she continued to do this; look herself over and comment loudly about how she couldn’t believe that this was happening. He sighed and wished for once he had a watch so that he could comically check it every 5.5 minutes. He was relieved when the white haired girl made her way up the muddy slope, edges of her (appearing to be) maiden outfit caked with dark clay. She sat down beside him, tail tip flicking absently. Her sharp green eyes were wide with shock. “I look different, but…” she drifted off, still in disbelief. He leaned over to touch his nose to her cheek. “You’ll get used to it. Now let’s go home. Home here.” He padded a short distance away and suddenly expanded to become the size of a large horse. Homura stared at him with wide eyes. “You’ll get used to everything here. Now climb on.” Getting to her feet, she went over and managed to climb atop him by grabbing at his long fur. His flaming pelt sunk beneath where she sat and grew around her, obscuring her from profile sight. Ziral trotted out of the woods, and into a clearing.

Cecile: *Hears the commotion. Still lying on Zess' back lazily, playing with electricity in her hands. Spots Homura and Ziral* Oh there you guys are. I was just about to go look for you two.

Homura & Ziral: The flaming fox’s ears swiveled and located Cecile’s voice. As he continued to move, the two came into sight, and he headed over towards them: a momentary stop on their journery to their home in this world. Homura looked like a fox deity upon her noble steed, white hair whipping in the wind and sharp green eyes, able to see Cecile and Zess from a distance away- like raptor vision- , glinting in the light. Her ears were long and tipped with cute flicks of white fur that fluttered in the breeze. Ziral’s muscular frame was fluid as he moved, each step planned and unfaltering. His eyes seemed to have their own fire to match his fur; a small red wave of something moved from within his pupil. “Hello, you two,” he greeted as he approached, voice deep and gruff.

Zess: *Dips his head* Hello, Mistress Homura, Lord Ziral.

Cecile: *Smiles* We're just about to go have coffee, care to join us?

Homura & Ziral: Homura smiled as Cecil and Zess grew closer. “Hi,” she greeted. For some unexplainable reason, she didn’t feel shy talking aloud right now. It didn’t bother her to have two sets of eyes resting upon her. Strange, she thought momentarily, but this new feeling that washed over her made the thought unconcerning. “We would love to have coffee,” she continued on, her voice no longer soft with timidity, but even with confidence. Ziral noticed, but kept the comment to himself. Humans were strange things, requiring so much thought and explanation. His attention was soon on something else, however. He gave Zess a nod, approving his choice of the title “Lord Ziral”.

Cecile: *Notices Mr. Fluffywovemitten and Atsuko* Oh, seems like two more are joining us this fine evening.

Atsuko: *Riding on the now huge Mr. Fluffywovemitten’s back and flying through the sky* Wheeee! This is way more fun than a cosplay thing. *Crashes and falls to the ground next to the everyone.*

Homura & Ziral: Both fox and fox girl lifted their heads to watch Atsuko and Mr. Fluffywovemitten grow until they met the earth in an unforgiving crash. Just prior to their collision, Ziral had stepped a foot or so to the northeast, sparing himself and his companion from the shower of dirt and grass. Homura winced as the two hit down, ears flattening against her skull, only to pop back up once the initial shock had subsided.

Mr. Fluffywovemitten: *Rolls onto Atsuko then shrinks* Good evening!

Zess: Good evening to you as well, Lady Fluffy… And- M-Mistress… Atsuko?

Mr. Fluffywovemitten: *Giggles* The formality is so cute, Zess!

Zess: Why Thank you, m'lady. *Smiles warmly*

Atsuko: *Sits up* Zess? Oh sorry! Good evening. Does that mean Cecile is here?

Zess: Good evening M-Mistress Atsuko.-

Cecile: Oh, yes I’m here. *Chuckles* Care for coffee you two-?

Atsuko: Sure! Gee this is such a cool dream!

Homura and Ziral: Homura’s jaw dropped and she covered her mouth to save herself from erupting into rude laughter. “ZIRAL HE’S A GIRL!” Her extreme amusement was met by immature remarks from Ziral, which seemed so out of character for him as regal as he looked. “I ALWAYS KNEW HE DIDN’T HAVE ANY BALLS!” Their mental conversation was hidden from the others; Ziral’s face was as impassive as ever. Homura had recovered and watched Atsuko with only the slightest of curious glints to her eyes, though her ears twitched periodically. The fox took a casual step closer to get a better look at Atsuko. The closer Ziral got to the others, the more his fire could be felt. Though his flames didn’t burn the grass, the heat waves melting off of him were enough to cause a sweat, and he was still a spacious ten feet away from both collections of companions. It seemed mind boggling as to how Homura could stand sitting on Ziral when he was practically a mass of fire.

Atsuko: *Looks at Homura and Ziral* Wow! There’s a fox and a girl with fox ears. *Smiles* Hello!

Homura & Ziral: Recovering from her laughter, Homura smiled and waved at Atsuko. “Hello! Nice to see you!” she called from atop Ziral’s shoulders, clinging to the ruff of his neck with her other hand. The flaming fox blinked and gave a nod to Atsuko, though he oppressed the urge to bite him.

Mr. Fluffywovemitten: Good evening, Homura, Ziral! *Kind of waves???*

Atsuko: Homura?! Wow this dream just keeps getting better and better!

Homura & Ziral: She blushed and looked at him in confusion. Me? Make his dream better? She laughed contemptuously and gave him a mild glare. “You think this is a dream?” she asked, tone uncharacteristically sharp. “You must be oblivious.” Ziral felt her aggression swell and then dissipate. In a gentler tone, she replied again, “this isn’t a dream, Atsuko.” Turning his head, he gave her a soft lick on the side. “Don’t get carried away. Wouldn’t want to be an ass like me.” Homura smiled briefly at his joke. She shouldn’t let this newly found confidence lead her astray into a cruel personality. As a silent thank you for the light hearted joke, she scratched Ziral behind the ear. He grunted and curved his lips into a canine grin.

Cecile: Seems like loverboy doesn't realize this is real death, huh. *Laughs, Zess barks a laugh as well*

Atsuko: *Looks up* Oh look! A butterfly!

Cecile: Why, you two wouldn't mind if I do the honor of zapping him into reality would you?

Mr. Fluffywovemitten: Don’t you dare Cecile! Wait for me to move first. *Wormed away from Atsuko*

Cecile: *Flicks her hand as lightning sparks around her fingers* Well, everyone at a safe distance? Oh? Where'd he go?

Atsuko: *Climbing up a tree*

Homura & Ziral: Breaking out of the hypnotic trance that ear scratching could cause, Ziral huffed and padded a small distance away. The white haired fox girl repositioned herself on her companion's back, laying herself down between his shoulder blades so she could watch the “show” in comfort. “How loudly do you think he will scream?” Ziral asked as he watched Cecile prepare to torture the poor child. “Maybe he’ll scream like a girl at first, and then drop down into a man’s cry of pain,” Homura replied, wishing that she didn’t find this as amusing as she did.

Cecile: *Licks her lips* Well, guess the tree's going down too. Lets hope no blood will be spilled. Although I certainly wonder what her blood tastes like. *Lets loose a condensed plasma toward Atsuko*

Atsuko: *Looks over* Ehh…  *Lets go of the tree*

Cecile: *Directs the plasma, following Atsuko* Playing tag huh? *Smiles as the plasma hits it's target*

Zess: *Winces* Ouch.

Atsuko: *Screams and falls to the ground twitching*

Mr. Fluffywovemitten: Got him!!! *Smiles* Yesssss!!!!

Homura & Ziral: Ziral watched blandly, though he seemed amused by the poor kid’s cries of pain; his tail wagged slowly, throwing waves of heat in either direction. Homura grimaced and sat up on the fox’s back, speaking up in defense of the boy...girl? “Hey! Cecile! Go easy on him,” she called over to the ‘electrifying’ girl, tone and facial expression friendly but disapproving. Her smile was faint with her eyes holding a concerned gaze. Ziral’s nose flared in the wind as the surprisingly delicious scent of burnt flesh reached him.

Cecile: *Turns to Homura* Oh, don't worry. He'll survive. It is my weakest plasma after all. Besides, we don't want no blood spilling now, would we? *Winks* I'd go berserk if that happened. And it's fine, I'll make sure he's all patched up. *Smiles. Walks gracefully toward Atsuko, 'heals' him*  

Homura & Ziral: Still with an uncertain gaze, she sighed and shrugged at Cecile. As strange as the boy-girl was, she felt bad for him. Not only did Ziral detest him,- and possibly hunger for his flesh? She could see him drooling, eyes locked on the limp body- but Cecile and her companion didn’t seem to care for him either. Not even his own companion would step in for him! Her heart grew heavy in her chest. Not even she had stopped him from getting hurt. At least Cecile had healed him. That was better than nothing at all, right? Homura tucked a strand of white, flowing hair behind her ear. Her emerald eyes flicked over to Atsuko.

Zess: *Notices Homura's uneasiness, trots over and smiles* Mistress Homura? I can tell you're quite concerned for er.. Atsuko-Sama, but Mistress Cecile is rather merciful at times, she likes to tease Atsuko-Sama and finds him, er, her amusing. But she won't ever kill due to her past. But it also caused her to be quite sadistic at the same time. So please do overlook her actions.

Homura & Ziral: Surprised by the confrontation from the polite wolf, Homura’s gaze returned to the wolf and she laughed nervously; she looked down at him from Ziral’s shoulder. “No! No, no. It’s okay! I was just concerned that Atsuko might get seriously injured- that’s all. I didn’t mean to be rude!” She tried her best to explain herself, feeling like she had been caught acting like an asshole. The flames creating Ziral’s pelt flared up, scorching the ground and causing heat to rush over Zess. “I’m the only asshole around here, got it? Don’t be walking over here, with your wolf nose all black and wet, and your fur all lush and puffy, and your eyes all wild this wild that- and be calling foxy landslide here out.” Ziral’s tone of speech was snappish, but casually joking as well, though his eyes glimmered with warning and amusement. Executing his authority as a lord, it seemed.

Zess: Ah, excuse my rudeness, m'lord. I shall take my leave now. *Smirks jokingly*

Homura & Ziral: The fox gave a huff and returned his pyro pelt to its usual fiery intensity. Homura felt hot embarrassment wash over her, though smiled at Zess as not to show it. She flicked Ziral’s ear with her fingers, causing him to grumble lowly. “Sorry. He’s quite sassy.” She laughed quietly, attempting to lift the tension that was appearing to thicken the air. Geez. He does nothing but embarrass me and pick fights! she thought to herself with mild irritation.

Zess: *Slightly in a sarcastic tone* Oh, no, not at all, Mistress. Lord Ziral is not err. Sassy at

all. *Smiles as if implying an inside joke*

Mr. Fluffywovemitten: *Pokes Atsuko* Hey are you okay? If you’re dead again can I have your stuff?!

Atsuko: Gah~ *Coughs*

Mr. Fluffywovemitten: Awww! You’re not dead! *Makes a pouty face*

Homura & Ziral: Snapping his cranium around to face Zess aggressively, he snarled, “you better watch your tone with me, Big Bad Bastard. I’ll wipe that smirk off your face with my claws!” The fire of his pelt flared, causing the ground and surrounding plant life to catch fire. His crimson eyes flared with their own fire, dark and hateful. Homura cried out and grabbed one of his ears with her hand. “Ziral stop it!” she shouted at him both mentally and verbally. Her cries were ignored as he advanced onto Zess, tail and ears thrust forward in a primal act of intimidating dominance. Damn it! Homura cursed in her mind as she frantically tried to stop Ziral by pulling on his ears and shouting at him with her mind, none of which seemed to work. It was like he had erased her from his world and anything she did, he did not feel.

Cecile: *Walks over and climbs onto Zess* Whoa, calm down a bit, my dear sir. Let's keep our atmosphere light, no? Now apologize, Zess. That was a little bit overboard. *Rubs behind Zess' ears*

Zess: *Grunts in response to the comfortableness and dips his head in apology* My apologies, Lord Ziral.

Homura & Ziral: Homura sighed in relief as the flames subsided and the heat was replaced by the cool wind moving in from the west. She stroked his warm fur as his muscles eased beneath her. Without a word, Ziral grunted and gave Zess a brief nod. She looked up apologetically at Cecile and Zess, face flushed. “I’m so sorry! I hope you aren’t hurt! Please forgive us!” The fox lord’s ear flicked disdainfully. “Why are you begging for their forgiveness?” he growled softly at her in their minds. “He started it.” She gave him a slight kick with her foot, now straddling his neck. “Don’t be a baby. Apologize.” Homura’s smile faltered when Ziral failed to give an apology after a few moments, but she tried her best to maintain apologetic and not irate.

Cecile: *Smiles and shakes head* There's nothing to forgive, and Lords don't apologize. *Winks at Ziral* Zess was just teasing here. *Pets his head* Please don't worry about it. Well then, ready for coffee?

Homura & Ziral: Homura nodded, though she felt frightened to have Ziral and Zess within touching range. Ziral gave no comment, impassive in the tense remaining moment.

Cecile: Yes, it's not good to have them within 'touching range' Hm? *Chuckles* Well, let us go then. *Trots over to Atsuko* Would you guys like to have a ride?

Mr. Fluffywovemitten: No, we can just leave Atsuko here.

Atsuko: *Wakes up* What?

Mr. Fluffywovemitten: *Glares at Atsuko* Go back to sleep, Atsuko!

Homura & Ziral: Homura jumped down from Ziral’s back and walked slowly over to Atsuko, crossing the expanse of burnt grass and misplaced dirt, before extending her hand out to him. “Take it. You can come with us to get coffee. Ziral would be more than happy to give you a ride.” The white, fiery fox barked in protest, but was silenced by Homura’s icy glare. Turning towards the fallen kid again, she grabbed Atsuko by the wrist and yanked him to his-her?- feet. “Come on,” she beckoned sweetly to him. She released him and began heading back over to Ziral, whose pelt conveyed his feelings about this one sided arrangement- the nearby plant life was once more on fire. Homura climbed onto his back and looked down at Atsuko, eyes wide as she straddled Ziral’s neck once more. “Oh yeah! Ziral’s pelt will burn you if you touch him, but he can still carry you in his mouth.” The fox exposed his fangs to Atsuko which, since he was in an expanded form, were roughly the length of the heshe’s forearm.

Atsuko: *Looks at Ziral then back at Homura* Um… Thank you so much for your kind offer but Fluffy can give me a ride, right Fluffy?

Mr. Fluffywovemitten: No I can’t.

Atsuko: Why?!

Mr. Fluffywovemitten: Becuase! I don’t wanna! *Smiles*

Atsuko: Damn it Fluffy! Get over here!

Cecile: *Smiles slightly* Sure you wouldn't want a ride, Atsuko?

Homura & Ziral: Curving his furry lips upward, Ziral formed a toothed grin and growled. “Come on. I won’t bite. Hard.” His eyes shone with malice as he took a step forward, heat brushing against Atsuko. Homura smiled happily. “See? He’s being nice!” Though she knew Ziral was being a bully, and wanted to be genuinely nice to Atsuko, she couldn’t stifle a small giggle at his fearful expression. She leaned forward with Ziral as he bent his head to stare menacingly at Atsuko.

Atsuko: *Looks at Homura, blushes, then shyly smiles* O~ok. Thank you homura and Ziral.

Homura & Ziral: Homura gave him a warm smile before Atsuko’s vision was obscured by the dark maw of the fox. Ziral picked him up by the shirt with a snout wrinkled with disgust. He raised his head to normal height, dangling Atsuko 5 feet in the air. Homura leaned to the side so she would be able to look at Atsuko. “You’ll be fine! I promise!” she called cheerfully to erase the fear from his face. Ziral looked to Zess and Cecile, silently giving them the que to take the lead.

Cecile: *Nods and smiles* Let's go then. You know where, Zess. *Taps his side as he starts sprinting through the forest*

 

Next Time On Demon Life RP

“It hurt the last time,” she murmured softly, hugging her knees to her chest as she rolled onto her side to face him. He bent down to be at eye level with her. “I know what I did wrong. It won’t hurt this time. I promise.”

Demon Life: Chapter 4

After acquiring the power drill Atsuko needed, Atsuko and Mr. Fluffywovemitten returns home.

Atsuko: *Grabs power drill* What was that guys problem?

Mr. Fluffywovemitten: *Sits on the bed* Well you were fairly mean to that woman.

Atsuko: *Lifts the door and puts the screws back in and stands up* Well, now the door is fixed.

Cecile: *Kicks the door, it falls on top of Atsuko, Zess laughs* Oh, Atsu-Chan. You fixed the door? 
Never mind, you have to fix it again now. *Steps onto the door(Atsuko as well) and walks into the house*

Atsuko: *Throws up the door* What the hell was that for?!

Cecile: I didn't feel like knocking. *Sits down on a chair, Zess sits down beside her on the ground*

Mr. Fluffywovemitten: You’re that lady from this morning! And you brought Zess with you too! How fun to have guests, I’m Mr. Fluffywovemitten, pleasure to make your acquaintance.

Zess: Hi Fluffy, I see you've found your companion as well. How is this newcomer? He certainly seems a bit... Interesting.

Cecile: I think you just mean weird, and mentally challenged. *Laughs*

Mr. Fluffywovemitten: Yes he is very… rude and …. I guess stupid but he is also…

Atsuko: You little brat! First you call me pervert, and now you call me stupid!

Cecile: You forgot rude, weird, and mentally challenged. *Smirks*

Atsuko: *Looks at Cecile* You’re one to talk about weird.

Cecile: Well, you're the one with a broken door, not me.

Atsuko: And who’s fault is that?!

Cecile: Yours. *Holding in a laugh*

Homura & Ziral: Homura and Ziral had left the store without buying anything in the end. After cooling down, Homura had gone back to her companion and together they left the store without a word. Ziral knew that she thought differently about things than he, but he couldn’t understand why. Homura, on the other hand, could understand Ziral’s thought process, and was irate towards him for it. Pushing aside her anger, she opened the door to the apartment complex and made her way up the stairs- the stupid elevator was broken. Ziral’s footsteps were quiet behind her on the stone steps. Who was that kid? She thought to herself. His face wasn’t one she was familiar with, yet he had known her name. Did he work in the apartment complex? No, Ziral hadn’t listed her name under anything when he got the apartment for her. So how had he known her? Ziral abruptly grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back, tense as he stepped forward silently. She didn’t have to ask to know why he had done so. She could sense that they were close. The two newly deads from before. Homura and Ziral came slowly around the corner of the hall; Homura’s hair wind ruffled and frizzy, her eyes curious but cautious. Ziral seemed to be cool and collected, but his eyes gave off slight unease. He made his way forward towards the room. “Hey,” the white haired boy spoke up, tucking his hands into his pant pockets and poking his head into the room with a slight grin.

Zess: Hey, Ziral. I thought the smell was familiar. I smelled you all the way from the room. How are things?

Cecile: Oh, Ziral? Where's Homura?

Homura & Ziral: Hiding behind Ziral, Homura furrowed her brow in confusion. “Why does everyone know my name?!” she complained anxiously and in frustration to Ziral. She didn’t dare to show her face, knowing that the twos’ eyes would be upon her, scathing and violating. Her hands twisted and knotted her shirt as she seeked shelter behind her taller companion. Ziral’s grin curved in the slightest. “Face it ‘hon, you’re popular.” His eyes glinted as he directed his attention back to Zess, though he noticed that Mr. Fluffywovemitten was in the room as well. Who couldn’t smell that toddler turtle? “Nice to know that you remember my smell. I know the ladies’ do. Lovely to know that you’re a fan of ‘sexy’ and ‘hot beast’ as well. I’m fine, struggling to keep up with landslide over here, but I’m fine.” Homura stiffened as he mentioned her. “I am not a landslide!”  

Atsuko: *Grins as he looks Ziral* Man, who are you kidding, if there is one thing ladies would remember about you is the fact that you reek of stupidity.

Zess: Ooh. I wouldn't do that if I were you, my good sir. Ziral getting serious is petrifying, especially to a human. *Cecile grins and plopped down on the ground beside Zess*

Cecile: He just can't help his 'mentally challenged' comments.

Homura & Ziral: His grin was wiped off his face. Ziral turned slowly to face the kid, his jaw set and eyes like bloody daggers. “Good to know you have a sharp sense of smell, since you seem to blind after all. You practically raped Homura in the store, bumping into her forcefully in such a manner as that,” he replied evenly, voice icy cold. Homura blushed behind him and clenched her hand into a fist, giving him a small pound on the back. “What are you doing?! Leave him alone! You’re the one being a jerk!” she cried angrily at him. How come he couldn’t just be nice to the poor kid? As much as she wanted to pull him away, she felt the desire to run away and save herself even more. This was so embarrassing! Especially since it was about her!

Atsuko: *Glares at Ziral* Lets get one thing straight, she bumped into me.

Homura & Ziral: Before Ziral could comment, Homura grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him away from the doorframe. “Stop it, Ziral!” she shouted at him, thoughts panicked and tremoring. Her eyes clouded with tears; she wiped them with her sleeve before speaking again. Ziral watched with a little less than a stunned expression, head bent to look down at her. “Just leave him alone! Stop being such an ass! Can’t you ever calm down?! He doesn’t deserve the ‘punishment’ you’re giving him!” Homura glared up at him, trying her best to appear brave when she was virtually on the edge of having a panic attack. Her companion could sense her racing heart, pained with anxiety and fear. “Sorry,” was the only comment he gave to her mental shouting. Short, quiet, and most surprising of all...gentle. Though his face was impassive as ever, his tone conveyed an emotion of genuine apology. She seemed caught off guard and sniffled quietly. The dark haired girl moved around Ziral to expose herself to the others, trembling and red where the tears had threatened to fall. “I’m sorry,” she spoke aloud quietly, her first real words aloud since she had met Ziral.

Atsuko: No, Homura it’s fine. besides I've been itching to fight this guy ever since we met.

Cecile: Homura! *Gets up and walks in Ziral's direction, pushing Atsuko over in the process.* Sorry, I didn't know when would be a good time to come say hi. *Sees Homura, comes over and hugs her* I'm Cecile, remember me? I saw you the other day [in the other world] and I've been just dying to meet you, mostly because I wanted to tell you that I love your hair. How's this new lifestyle for you? And your companion? *Smiles brightly* I hope we can become great friends! Even though Zess is by my side and I'm not lonely but, I still really want a friend that I can treat as a sister and such and we can go do all the fun things together, oh it'd be so fun.~

Homura & Ziral: Startled by the sudden physical contact and barrage of questions, Homura choked out a noise and struggled to pull away from Cecile’s grasp. “I- uh- um- uhh…” Ziral turned and put a hand on Homura’s shoulder. “Be gentle, Cecile. She’s a grade A antisocial. Not even therapy could help her.” His words seemed like they should be taunting and joking, but his tone was sober and soft. His ruby gaze seemed to have lost its fiery intensity from earlier. Anger melting, Homura felt comforted by Ziral’s small gesture. “Um...hi…” Her voice cracked as she squeaked out the words; color returned to her face.

Cecile: Oh damn, sorry. *Pulls hands away* I didn't mean to scare you, Homura. And sorry, Ziral. Didn't mean to touch your companion so suddenly.-

Homura & Ziral: “It’s fine. Everyone’s been touching her lately.” This time, the joking curve to his voice had returned. Homura managed to find a small smile as she stood by Ziral’s side. “H-Hello. I’m Homura...I..I think I saw you, in the other world…” She blinked nervously and hid her hands inside her sleeves, holding them behind her. “Don’t be so nervous,” Ziral spoke to her softly, an attempt to be ‘less agro’ for her sake. Her eyes flickered up to meet his for an instant, reassuring her additionally, before meeting Cecile’s once more.

Zess: *Walked up next to Cecile*

Cecile: Ahhh.~ You're so adorable~! I can't wait to be friends with you. And I saw you as well, I think I saw you a while ago, I wanted to go talk to you but Zess here was talking to Ziral and I couldn't really leave those two alone, so I didn't get to say Hi to you.-

Atsuko: *Jumps up* Since when is my house a freaking party spot? If you going to socialize, do it somewhere else.

Homura & Ziral: “Well, it’s nice to finally meet you,” she replied to Cecile in her soft and sweet voice. Ziral looked past Cecile to aim his glare at Atsuko; he mouthed the words, “shove it up your ass” and flip Atsuko off with a lopsided grin. The nerve of this asshole, the boy thought, almost wanting to dare the little pre-puberty kid to throw the first punch. Then he would really give him something to complain about. Homura, ignorant to the silent testosterone battle, kept her amber eyes fixed on Cecil. “Is...this your companion?” she questioned politely, gesturing with her gaze to Zess.

Cecile: Yes, this is Zess.

Zess: *Bows politely* Hello, m'lady.

Atsuko: *Walks to his door and lifts it up* Hey kid grab the drill for me!

Mr. Fluffywovemitten: *Gets up to go get the drill* Here you go. *Hands it to him*

Atsuko: *Takes it and fixes his door again*

Homura & Ziral: Her cheeks grew rosy as Zess gave a bow towards her. “Oh, um, hello.” The dramatic act of bowing had caught her off guard, and she didn’t know if this was something Zess did to everyone or if he was doing it just for her. She hoped it was the latter, so that she could go to bed at night without wondering frantically why he had done such a thing to someone like herself. Turning his attention back to Cecil and Zess, Ziral ruffled Homura’s hair gently. “So, now that Turtleboy has shut us out, now what?”

Cecile: Shut us out? Whatever do you mean-? *Takes out Electric Drill and unscrews the screws, kicks down the door* Oh, sorry. Excuse us for intruding.

After the door was kicked down there was bed sheet with a piece of paper on it that read ‘Sorry this room you have broken the door to is no longer connected. Please DON’T try again later.’

Atsuko: *Tapes down the sides and bottom of the sheet to the walls and floor*

Homura & Ziral: Homura looked up to meet Ziral’s eyes. “What’s with the girl and the door?” she asked him, confused by the obsessive need for Cecile to remove Atsuko’s door from its hinges. “I don’t know. Frankly, this whole situation gives me a headache.” She nodded in response to her companion and grabbed his shirt gently with a hand. “Can we go?” she asked quietly. Ziral could tell that she was exhausted by the day’s endeavors. He could see the small red veins creeping up in the corner of her eyes; even underneath her eyes, there was a blue hue. The eyes can convey a lot. This must have been the most social interaction she had had in a long time. “Of course, Homura.” She looked back to Cecil, though it was Ziral who spoke. “Atsuko’s pissing off Homura, so we’re going to go,” he said flatly, his voice raised for Atsuko to hear through his makeshift door. “I didn’t say that-!” Homura’s angry protest was cut off as Ziral scooped her up and flung her over his shoulder. “Bye, see you guys later.” He gave a wave with his free hand and went down the hall, Homura struggling weakly in his strong, one armed grasp. “Geez. You think you’d be nicer to me for carrying you.”

Cecile: Aww he's no fun. I only broke his door a few times. And alright. *Notices the atmosphere* You two lovebirds enjoy your afternoon. *Chuckles* Well, I think I'll get going as well then. *Walks away with Zess*