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*
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*
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