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Post by Ndeye Ndao on Oct 21, 2019 9:40:54 GMT -4
In her isolated village in Senegal, Ndeye had lived with brothers and sisters who shared her destiny: to fight and become top llamb wrestlers, taking their place in their small society. Despite those shared ambitions, or perhaps because of then, Ndeye had never been able to see the others as her peers. They were obstacles to overcome, not family or even friends.
In Japan, Ndeye's life had been just as isolated. She had never held a real job. She was not a registered citizen. She didn't belong to any clubs. She had no social circle. The only people she remained on good terms with were her clients and even those connections typically only lasted as long as her contract.
With that in mind, Ndeye's joining Eternity had been a departure. Her past work had meant meeting clients in suits, acting professional, often conducting work as a bodyguard or hitman. This, as she could already tell from her meeting with Kyoko earlier, was going to be very, very different. Then again, that was what she had decided she needed... work that values discretion can only take her so far in her goal to face off against heroes. She had realized to get in on that action, she needed to join up with a group that planned bold operations and invited chaos. Eternity had been an open door; one of the few commitments she had to make to enter it was to be in charge of her own safety, come what may.
Well, not quite. In such an organization, her role was pretty clear: to act as a bodyguard or, if need be, a diversion, while those with more specialized skillsets completed their work (or fun). As such, she was, in some ways, responsible for their safety as well. Ndeye had only a sliver of a mental image for what the other Eternity members were like, but she knew that if she took that task to mean keeping them out of trouble, it would be nearly impossible. More likely, she would be covering escapes or assisting in fights after that trouble had happened.
Circling back to the idea of a gang or organized crime, Ndeye still felt a fish out of water. The truth was that her initial view of the others painted them as children and amateurs (even though most of them had more storied careers than her own, even in terms of gaining fighting experience). Perhaps she was the bitter elder, bemoaning the natural talent of a younger group? At any rate, she felt acutely agitated being around most of them, as evidenced by the vein throbbing in her forehead.
In her mind, they ought to continue searching until they found weapons for sale, but instead, her small group had stopped in front of a U shaped stand, where a suspicious vendor with a mouth too wide for his narrow face was selling various "mutant oddities." Ndeye wasn't sure which was shadier: the idea that he was selling real mutant-related curios and works, or that he had manufactured fakes. Either way, she made no show of browsing. Her eyes seemed to scan everywhere but the stall itself.
Her gaze fixated on a blurry photograph depicting a man with a long snake growing out where his head should be. Keeping her stoic frown, she spoke to one of the others. "While we are not active," she spoke in her thick accent, perhaps alluding to the fact that she didn't find browsing the stall particularly worthwhile, "it would be good to learn about you all, as a fellow member. Tell me all you can, about your quirk and the other quirks." Her delivery was so blunt, so uninviting of jest, it was clear she had a figurative stick way far up her ass that might be difficult for the young thrill-seekers to leave in.
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Post by Luzia Gottschalk on Oct 23, 2019 19:09:55 GMT -4
Ndeye... it was a name that Luzia had a lot of trouble pronouncing, especially since she first saw it written, but now that she finally could, she was hanging out with her. Well, Kyoko was sort of making her; she never met this girl, but she was told about her. Apparently she was some sort of bodyguard, and now she was working with Eternity for the same, though Luzia wasn't quite sure why she was needed; half of Eternity was in the top ten most wanted list, they'd be able to handle themselves, right?
...Whoa, that was a weird thought. Luzia blushed as she remembered that she wasn't just on the list, but the highest out of everyone in Eternity. That was a very weird thought that she didn't expect coming from her. She grimaced slightly at her confident thought, reminding herself that even the best people needed extra help... if nothing else, it was always better for someone else to take a bullet or a fire blast or a punch instead of you. Why did she even have that thought?! It was dumb! Dumb dumb dumb!
She shook herself out of her thoughts, looking over at the very tall, very muscular, slightly scaley girl. Even with neither of them speaking, she could tell she had a stick up her butt with the way her back was so straight and the way she walked, but she got the feeling she was damned good at her job, too... she was definitely big enough to take a hit for her, if nothing else.
Luzia looked at the booth that the lady approached, looking at the wares in curiosity. Did these really come from actual quirkers? Ha... that was pretty cool, actually! Luzia bounded over to the booth, picking up a pair of glass containers held together with some wood, each container filled with a clear liquid and one eye colored in an absolutely gorgeous scarlet!
"Call those Crimson Eyes, sweetheart." Luzia looked up when the guy started talking, then looked back at the eyes as he continued. "Got them on another continent; their eyes changed like this when they got angry, and they haven't changed since. I actually sold off a couple more, everyone says they like the color!" Luzia smiled gently, staring at them; she could see why, the color was amazing... she thought for a moment about how these eyes came from an actual person, but almost immediately, she shrugged those thoughts off; they weren't her eyes, so she didn't really see a reason to care.
She heard Ndeye say something, but with her thinking, wondering, she only heard it as mumbling, turning to her as she held the containers up some, not even answering her question as she asked, "Hey, you think I should get these?" Luzia was still staring at the eyes, admiring them as they floated halfway through the containers, already thinking of places where she could put these... if she decided to buy them, of course.
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Post by Niso Konto on Oct 24, 2019 17:50:25 GMT -4
Niso had been idly following his Painter today. While Luzia had a different view of their relationship, that was still the title he felt most comfortable referring to her as. He of course didn't make that clear to her face, he had always just asssumed that was the case. Regardless, he made sure to follow close behind her because appaaaaaarently, despite Niso being the most survivable of their number, Kyoko had thought it was a good idea to put Luzia on the job of interacting with the newbie. Why? Because of her amaaaaaazing people skills or her extreme understanding of eternity's mission statement? No, both of those were as shit as Niso's own. Niso had the believe it was just because Luzia had ranked higher than her in the last issuing of Japan's most wanted list, and while he held no spite about it, she actively deserved it, Niso couldn't help but find it still a pathetic train of thought on Kyoko's thought to put his painter in potential harm with a complete stranger to their group.
He was watching from a distance for now, his shapeshifting talents coming in handy. He'd changed his hair pink to match that of his painter, wearing a thick hoodie and a baseball cap, his hair grown out a little messier than usual, still about as long, but just enough to not seem like his normal style beyond the pink coloration.
He'd watch quietly as his painter observed the table of bottled eyes, tilting his own head to the side. Was there a market for that? Quirker organs? God if there was Niso felt like he'd been getting the raw end of the deal bringing Alfonso all the bodies of his victims for cheap. From where he stood, it seemed like the new stranger was trying to speak to his painter...and as if he should even be surprised, Luzia ignored them.
Niso sped-walked up to the scene, smirking nice and bright as he put on one of his best 'plastered on' smiles approaching the scene, removing his cap with a bit of a flourish as he stood between the two during the brief moment Luzia was still actually distracted by the bottled eyes. "Excuse her. She gets distracted pretty easily!~ Pinocchio here to answer your question!~"
He'd turn about as Luzia asked her question, noticing the eyes and nodded quickly. "I think you should absolutely get them if they caught your eye~" He'd smirk extra wide at that, before swiftly rounding his Painter and presenting her with a flourishing gesture of his hands, which flowed up and down her form from behind. "To answer the big fellow's question though, this is the Painter. Her quirk? Neon production, though I'm sure she has a much more elegant name for it, ever the artist of words and paint alike.~" He rested a hand on his chest with a more genuine nature to his smile as he offered his Painter some praise. "The ability to create a searing hot stream of neon energy that burns in bright mixtures of colors that catch the eye and blind those foolish enough to end up on the wrong side of her blade!~"
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Post by Ndeye Ndao on Oct 27, 2019 0:48:23 GMT -4
Ndeye's frown widened, like the expression of a school-teacher upset with a disobedient student, as Luzia did not address her question and instead went about purchasing eyeballs. Her smoldering yellow-brown eyes shot down to the red ones (not Luzia's, the other ones) and she tilted her chin up. "I don't see why not. You are big time, right? You must have money. If you are asking that I buy them for you, no, I think not," she answered simply, shaking her thick, black braids. The grotesqueness of perserved eyes didn't bother her, but the frivolity of it did somewhat. Still, this was what she signed up for. The kind of people who would purchase eyeballs were the kind of people who would attract the fights she was looking to secure.
"Big time" were the words Ndeye had used to refer to Luzia just now. If there had been a reason to accept Eternity's invitation, that had been it: Kyoko, Luzia, and, for that matter, the other Eternity member secretly watching them, were all as close as one got to household names as far as Japanese villain celebrity went. Their ambitions were inscrutable, but one thing was for certain: they were powerful in their own ways, and for that matter, would continue to cross paths with powerful heroes throughout their careers.
Now, if only Ndeye could figure out what their powers actually were. Kyoko's were hidden, presumably from all but her closest circle, and the others were... not exactly forthcoming either, so far. Ndeye's pride wanted to convince her it was a matter of fear- that they couldn't give up that information or else lose their edge in a battle. More likely, though, it was some mix of self-interest and also self-amusement; more fun to have an ace up one's sleeve, after all.
Her eyes darted over to the newcomer and one eyebrow cocked up. "Pinocchio?" she repeated, shaking her head to clearly indicate she didn't have any familiarity with the person. She didn't know which Eternity member she was speaking to, but it was clear at least that he was an Eternity member, given that he was familiar with the Painter's quirk. "Ah... The reports never say so much," she murmured, casting her eyes over to the thin salesman. He was still smiling, showing that he was either not listening to the conversation or otherwise, as a villain himself, had no qualms selling to the Painter. What did Ndeye know of neon's properties? Not much, but it must be quite some quirk for the Painter to accomplish the storied career that the news attributed to her. "Neon? What do you do with neon?" she asked. It was the kind of question that would probably brook laughter as quickly as a serious answer.
Niso answered before Luzia could. Apparently, neon powers equated to heat, blinding, and even blades. It was hard for her to picture such a flashy and powerful ability, but it did sound like a very useful tool for criminal activities. Ndeye found herself thinking about the limits of her own quirk, briefly, before dismissing the thought. "A fighter is the sum of everything- their quirk, their muscle, their ability. I will not be outdone by children," she resolved herself, keeping that thought to herself. Her face was the same prideful mask it always was.
Crossing her arms, she turned to the newcomer. "Thank you for the information. Now- who are you?" she asked, not recognizing the guy from any of the brief descriptions Kyoko had offered her or any news reports. "Knowing your quirk will make it easier to work together. Mine, of course, is my arms. The armor on my arms will allow me to defend us. If it sounds simple, hmph... it's all in how you use it," she assured them. Next to a stream of neon energy, it might be hard for them to imagine how simply toughening her arms would help. Ndeye was acting as though she was their bodyguard, but for the moment, she really ought to recognize her place: as an initiate being evaluated by two seniors. Ndeye's pride would never let her see the scenario in that way, of course, but nor would it allow her to half-ass whatever task arose.
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Post by Luzia Gottschalk on Oct 29, 2019 20:12:26 GMT -4
Luzia might have noticed followers normally. Maybe she was distracted with something fun, maybe because everyone was a potential threat, maybe it was because she had a new Eternity member next to her, but whatever it was, she didn't notice her tail. She may have been paranoid, looking over her shoulder every so often, but her tail seemed to duck away at the perfect time, every time, almost like they knew her. Not that she knew she was being tailed.
For a moment, with that disapproving look, Luzia frowned, her hands lowering slightly to make the eyes less in her face. Did she do something wrong? Did she miss something? She just got excited... these were really pretty... did she not like them?
She blinked when the random person suddenly got between them, and for a moment, Luzia wondered if this was another Eternity member she didn't know. But he turned to her, and even before she saw his face, the way he removed his cap made her eyes light up, made her smile as wide as possible. She giggled at his joke, jumping onto his back as he turned to Ndeye. "Ni-... I mean, Cappuccino~!"
She giggled excitedly, almost swinging around his body when she love-tackled him, hugging him as tight as she possibly could. She knew her boyfriend was around, but she didn't know he was this close! She grinned wide, but blinked in confusion when broke out of her arms, when he described her quirk to the lady... blushing regrettably when he said he thought that she had a fun name for it, on top of her blush of Niso running his hands over her curves. Were they supposed to? Luzia never knew that... if she did she might have, but she didn't even call it anything... it was just her quirk, it wasn't something special or cool - well, it was, it was neon and it was pretty and colorful and it even sounded pretty... but... it was just her? It was just a part of her, like her arm or her leg. She didn't give them names, why should her quirk get one?
Luzia felt bad again, constantly not living up to Niso's expectations. Why was she a goddess to him? It was sweet... really, really sweet, but... she was just a person. She was a nobody. Or... was she? She was the fourth most wanted person in the whole country, higher than Kyoko, even higher than Niso. She was on the news repeatedly, even before the wanted list. She was known in some way by just about everyone in the city. She was the Painter... right?
She stared at him as he described her quirk, then looked up at Ndeye... then back at Niso. She was supposed to be confident for Niso, to live up to that image he saw in his head... but she did smile a little. She had an idea, one that he might like. Smirking softly, she reached back, gently putting a hand on the back of his head, gazing into his eyes. "Sweetie... maybe she needs a demonstration?"
Her confidence rising, her idea flowing with the fuel that all artists enjoyed, that was Niso's only warning before she whirled around him in a pink blur. The hum of her neon followed her, blocking sight of her movements even more than her speed did; she moved around her boyfriend for only a second, but that second was all she needed to wrap him up good in her light. Several bands of pink floated around him, not enough to pin his limbs, but enough to make moving difficult, enough so the heat was felt, but not overwhelming. In front of the bands, like a bow, there was a heart in the front, and trailing from the back of his neck to Luzia's hand was a thin trail, meant to look like a leash, or the other side of a lasso, and she smirked at him, gazing sweetly and passionately into his eyes.
"How's this, Niso? Is this good art from the Painter?" She looked him over playfully, licking her lips, thinking dirty things even here and now. "This is what happens when you talk sweet about me~." She gazed at him, but to her regret and annoyance, Ndeye took her attention away, looking over to the tall woman, a lot less interested in her than her handsome, loving boyfriend. "Ah, yeah? That sounds useful." Despite her disinterest, more interested in looking at Niso than her, her voice was genuine. It wasn't the first time she heard of a quirk like that, but they tended to be useful. Usually pretty cool, too, usually in a more breaking-things kind of way, but breaking things was fun.
She put her hand over Niso's mouth before he could reply to the question of who he was, Luzia giving him a cheeky smirk. He talked about her, she got to talk about him. "This handsome, cute, very sexy little man happens to by my amazing boyfriend, Cappuccino~. He does uh..." He hummed a little bit, tilting her head in Niso's direction, dodging and sticking her tongue out at him when he tried to jab her for talking about his quirk. "You like, control your body, right? Something called cells..." Looking back at Ndeye, she continued. "He can control his cell-things, so he's really tough and he heals real easy, and he can get in tight spaces and stuff. It's really gross, but in a really cool way~." She reached into the cage, smirking, a smoldering fire in her eyes as she turned to Ndeye, licking her lips sensually. "And then there are the times were it is not gross... when he is fucking amazing...~."
She turned her head back to Niso, squirming inside of his bright, makeshift cage, and pecked his cheek happily. For a moment, she looked at her eyes again, admiring them, but she blinked, suddenly realizing something, and looked back at her boyfriend. "Hey, wait, why's your hair pink?" She stared at it for a few moments, thinking the shade was pretty familiar... but she couldn't place it, not until he had put himself back together, at least. She gasped, blushing again, holding a hand over her mouth, speaking softly. "Wait... that's my shade...!"
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Post by Niso Konto on Nov 6, 2019 7:16:19 GMT -4
Niso’s expression dipped just a little while he wasn’t facing Luzia and she hopped onto his back. He was more than happy to have to bare her weight but the fact she still couldn’t get his villain name right, as useless as it could be at times, definitely grated on him just the tiniest bit. The starting sound wasn’t even the same. Why would he name himself after a coffee anyway!? He sighed through his nose, the annoyance quickly fading, but it did still exist even if only so briefly. “Aye, the mighty…’capuccino’ is here.” He’d playfully mimic back, a slither of his frustration underlying his otherwise playful tone, perhaps subtle enough for Luzia at least to miss it.
Still, with the ‘love tackle’ she seemed pretty happy, and despite a brief look of confusion on her face when it came to the name of her quirk she seemed pretty gleeful for Niso making her the center of attention. She did always like that, at least when she wasn’t getting paranoid about the dangers involved at having herself pointed out like that. It was always odd how her mind worked. Prideful and glory hungry one moment, soaking up every droplet of attention…and the next moment, desperate to hide.
At the comment of a demonstration, Niso saw that she was going with confidence today, and he rubbed his hands together eagerly. “But of course my Painter. Who would we be to deny a new member of eternity the glory of your beautiful quirk?~”
As he became a willing pawn in her display, Niso held a constant smile or a brief look of ‘oooo’ style awe and intrigue as she rushed around him and bound him in bright neon, the heat of which wasn’t quite scorching his clothes but could definitely be felt through them. He briefly gagged at the ‘leash’ tied about him but adjusted his throat accordingly so it was easier to breathe, shooting his painter a cheeky smile as he took in exactly what she’d done. “It radiates with your artistic brilliance, my Painter.~”
His eyes turned back to Ndeye as they described their own quirk as a more defensive style of quirk, and Niso’s curiosity was peaked. Between their numbers he couldn’t think of anyone who spoke like Ndeye, ‘protecting them’ with those beefy, armored arms or the like. For the most part all of the members had their own interests. Heck Niso wasn’t entirely blind and knew Luzia was only part of the team because of himself unless something had changed…He parted his lips to question them as to their reasons for joining Eternity with such a nature, when Luzia began to spill his own beans. “Luziaaaaaa….!” He borderline growled through gritted teeth, not an entirely ‘angry’ tone but with the heavy implication of ‘SHUT UP’ behind the way he let out her name. He wiggled and squirmed in his bindings, trying to elbow her only for her to easily dip to the side. He could get out of her trap if he wanted but he didn’t want to ‘ruin her display’ either. He wouldn’t bring her down infront of the new member of the group, but he’d give her a good little speech about how important it was the inner workings of his quirk remain a secret. Part of the reason he survived so much was so few people actually understood how his unique anatomy and healing style worked. His face turned a deep red and he averted his eyes beyond that, as she clearly referenced his quirks…unexpected benefits.
Ah well…at least she seemed happy…
“Hm?” He perked up a little as she directed another question at him, tipping his head forward so he could see bits of his own hair dangling ahead of him. “Oh would you look at that, it is your shade! Guess you were on my mind when I decided to get all sneaky and disguised!~”
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Post by Ndeye Ndao on Nov 6, 2019 23:01:32 GMT -4
"Cappuccino?" Ndeye asked, cocking her eyebrow again. She could probably go on all night like this, raising a brow at contextually confusing words, without realizing that the two might just be screwing with her. In this case, it was actually just a series of pet names. "Hmph. A demonstration could help," Ndeye admitted, her eyes darting to the shifty stall-keeper again. He didn't seem like a dangerous guy to use quirks around... well, unless you were weak enough that he might cut out your eyeballs or something. Thankfully, this Eternity gathering didn't meet that description.
Ndeye was already out of place among the kids without the two of them going lovey-dovey, but thankfully, she was able to compartmentalize any distaste she felt watching that. It was easy to ignore that when the quirks they demonstrated were so worthy of attention. "Damn!" she cursed mentally, just watching how Luzia effortlessly controlled her dangerous-looking quirk. As if that wasn't enough, the boy was apparently nigh immortal... she couldn't help but imagine how powerful she would be, if she could combine her strength and technique with a body capable of recovering from any wound. True, her arms had innate regenerative capabilities, but it sounded like "Cappucinno's" were a fair shade more advanced than that. She gulped, unable to hide the mixture of frustration, jealousy, and awe that she felt.
"Well... Painter... Cappuccino... If you prefer to use those names, you may call me Calibar," she spoke tersely, trying to take her mind off of her festering envy. "Like the snake." Her heavy brow tensed for a moment, casting a dark shadow over her eyes. Their mood didn't seem to be rubbing off on her... But it was hard to imagine her smiling, let alone playfully ribbing a friend or giggling about the applications of quirks in sexual situations. "I concede that the Painter's combat quirk is probably more potent than mine. As such, be sure not to expose yourself and allow me to take hits or fire if you need... Or he may help for the same purpose," she shrugged, imagining that his regenerative body would allow him to serve as a body shield in all kinds of ways.
For a while, she decided to shut up and let the two cuddle for a bit. The large woman picked up a small capsule filled with some animal-like teeth and held it up, pondering whether the strength of the human/quirker hybrid that they belonged to made them worth swapping into a new talisman. She set it back onto the shelf and turned up her lip, looking annoyed. If the quirker had been strong, his teeth certainly wouldn't have all ended up here.
Finally she spoke up again. "Why do the two of you work for this society anyway? What do you get out of it?" she asked, wondering if Kyoko really had something to offer the two of them that made it worth their while. She wouldn't tell them that she valued her own strength over contributing to Eternity, but she was genuinely curious what would make two young people with such high-value quirks follow Kyoko.
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Post by Luzia Gottschalk on Nov 10, 2019 17:11:08 GMT -4
Luzia blushed even deeper as Niso admitted that his hair was her hair. Her heart fluttered in her chest, and a quiet, almost disbelieving squee slowly slipped from her lips. She almost couldn't process it; it was just... it was just so incredibly cute that he changed his hair color to her's... and now he was blushing! She grinned, loudly giggling as she shoved through her own neon, flinging it away like a thick mist that actually dispersed as she tackled him, hugging him tight. "You are the best boyfriend ever~!"
She giggled happily, rubbing her cheek against his until the other girl spoke again, reminding her of her presence and ruining her cuddles with Niso at the same time. She pouted gently, resting her chin on his shoulder, looking at her, blinking confusion before leaning slightly to whisper to Niso. "Never heard of a calibar before. You?" She gasped softly, blushing more when Calibar continued, looking at her, smiling shyly. "That's sweet of you to say," she replied, putting some hair behind her ear, her smile turning into a frown as she admitted, "But you'd probably beat me. I don't have a lot of experience with actual fights or anything, I don't even know a whole lot about throwing punches." To emphasize, she pointed to her neck and her ribs, continuing, "I just know that stabbing here makes a whole lot of blood come out, and stabbing here makes them quiet."
She smirked, though, turning her eyes back to Niso, cupping his chin softly as she gazed into his eyes. She could already tell that he was cooking up some compliment to make her feel badder ofo herself, and she gazed directly into his eyes, staring at him with a hungry, almost greedy look in her eyes, wanting him to boost her ego this time. Calibar got her attention again, and her eyes slowly moved over to her, shrugging softly, turning her eyes back to her lover and stroking his cheek. "Honestly, I'm mostly here for this handsome, sweet boy... but Kyoko's nice, too. She lets me decorate the place and she gives me money. Said she'd help me kill UA students, too... not much has happened with that... but it's okay, I haven't been in the mood anyway." She smiled as she shrugged, still distracted by Niso. By this point, she had almost entirely forgotten about both the merchant and the eyes, despite still holding the latter.
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Post by Niso Konto on Nov 20, 2019 9:31:08 GMT -4
“It’s actually Pinocchio…” Niso would simply add with some mild annoyance that his name had not only been believed as ‘capuccino’ but that there wasn’t even the briefest of questioning as to why to give him a chance to correct. He didn’t know if it was a compliment or an insult to his chaotic aura that it was easily believed he would name himself such a silly thing. Heck if he was like, a steam quirk user, he might understand it, but did his quirk look like it had anything to do with caffeinated beverages failing screen writers like to sip on as they struggle to type more than 100 words a day? No. He’d like to think it had nothing in common with that.
“Niso’s fine though.” He’d simply add, not holding much weight in the whole secret identity thing. Knowing his ‘home’ they likely burned all record of him even existing the moment he turned murderous sociopath to try and cover their asses.
As the woman commented on her own quirk making her a good role as a bodyguard for his painter, the fact she recognized that Niso’s quirk allowed him to do the same did bring a brief smirk of pride, as, by now, he’d likely done that for his lovely Luzia more than once, assuring she remained in prime condition as his regenerative body took the blows he knew he could simply shrug off in her place, lifting his chin high with a bright grin. “Yes yes, but I wouldn’t be opposed to an extra set of durable arms protecting our illustrious painter.~” He did look to Luzia who, after a deep squeeze and calling him the best boyfriend for just accidentally matching her hair color, questioned the name, which he had to admit- “No, can’t say I have heard of a Calibar…first thing I thought of was like. Calibar rounds, or however you say that…”
He idly shrugged, not caring too much to delve into the intricacies of their name choice.
Luzia continued to try and emphasize she wasn’t all that great a fighter and just knew where to stab, and before Niso’s lips fully parted he found his gaze almost dragged to meet her own. Lips closing again with a soft, casual smile as he swiftly realized what she was doing. Even if he couldn’t read emotions well, he knew her well enough to read her own intricacies and subtle motions. “My dear painter your instincts are far better than you know, but I suppose if you were to ask the mighty tigress how they became a queen of the predators, they would be at a loss for an answer too.~”
He may have been a little overboard there, but he was sure she’d enjoy his words all the same, facing back to Calibar at the question of why they had joined eternity. Luzia was very forward in saying she’d mostly joined for him, and he gave an idle shrug as, given his namesake, he would be honest too. “Simple happenstance really. I needed a roof over my head and the freedom to do as I please. Kyoko provided me with both so long as I help out with a few fun little crimes hither and thither. Personally I’ll be forward in saying I have no allegiances to her.” His voice dropped an octave, just losing that light level of psychotic glee, and dipping into cold, hard fact as he continued-
“Should the need arise. Should she harm my painter or try to limit my nature, I would turn on her in a heartbeat. She’s a smart girl. I’m sure she’s planned for such a thing, but it would hardly matter. I would adapt to her every strike, power through her every blow, until with my own cold, dry hands I rip out whatever keeps that computerized body of hers working and shove it right back in to all the wrong places.”
His voice lifted again, with a chipper smile. “But for now, everything’s hunky dory!~ What about you?~”
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Post by Maya on Nov 26, 2019 12:14:32 GMT -4
Ndeye had 50 EXP and gained (18x2)36 EXP Luzia had 166 EXP and gained(19x2)38 EXP Niso had 294 EXP and gained (17x2)34 EXP
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