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Django seems to be covered in Gregar's armor, shivering as he wanders aimlessly outside.
"Cold..."
[guess who wants to get this blog up and running again
i need a reason to start using gregar-fused!django again]
(for feralshounendjango) "Um... Sabata? I... I think I have Gregar under control, more or less, but... I'm kind of nervous on going back to San Miguel for good."
"Well, come back whenever you’re ready, I guess. Though, if you’ve got him under control, that’s great."
"I want to come back, but...I just suddenly get nervous when I try to go back. I don't know why, and it's bugging me, because I want to go home..."
Django still seems hesitant to go back home. He's continuing to sleep in his cave.
queenofimmortals has appeared
"Well, then you’ll be angry for a long time. I don’t plan on leaving anytime soon." She sighed in irritation.
"I meant when you got out of my sight."
queenofimmortals has appeared
"Because you’re disturbing the peace in the area?" Hel suggested sarcastically. "You are working yourself up for no reason, Django. I have no intentions to fight, even if you do attack me. So I suggest you calm down and be civil."
"I'll only calm down when you're gone."
queenofimmortals has appeared
"Yes, as you have mentioned so many times before. Will you please settle down? I believe i have told you that I do not wish to fight right now." Hel’s tone took on a hint of irritation.
"I don't see why I should calm down," he responded.
queenofimmortals has appeared
"Yet here I am, standing before you." Hel let out a low chuckle. "I have my own ways of protecting myself, you know. Do not make the mistake of underestimating me."
"Don't underestimate me, either! I don't care what I look like, I'm strong enough to fight you!" Django growled.
queenofimmortals has appeared
"Tsk, tsk, Django. Haven’t I told you to stop growling? You’re behaving like a dog." Hel paused, examining him. "Well, I suppose you are a dog right now. It can’t be helped."
A malicious smile stretched her lips. “Technically, I am dead.”
"I refuse to acknowledge you as anything close to family. I refuse to listen to you."
He lashed his tail.
"No, you're supposed to have died by my and my brother's hands. You were not supposed to come back."
queenofimmortals has appeared
Django found himself growling at Hel, tail lashing to and fro. He didn't like having the features on him so often, but he wasn't complaining at this moment
"You should be dead," he snarled.
"He asked for it." He shrugged, tossing the coffin over his back with a nonchalant smirk.
Django lowered his head as he held it in pain.
"Ow...ow...did you really have to do that?"
That was it. Lucian was getting irritated now. So, he grabbed his coffin…And bludgeoned Gregar with it. “EAT THIS, YOU STUPID MUTT!”
Django whimpered in pain and cringed, the glow in his eyes disappearing.
"L...Lucian...?"
"Hey, hey! No dirty tricks, mutt!"
Django ignored Lucian, trying to claw at him again.
"Tch…That actually stung a bit. What, you too weak to do real damage?"
And cue Django attempting to headbutt Lucian.
Lucian was smirking now. If it was this easy to provoke, maybe he could use it against Dumas…
"Whoops, too slow! For some all-powerful mutt, you’re kinda slow, ain’tcha? I mean, taking all this crap from some lowly human. Come on, give me a reason to piss my pants!"
With that taunt, Django proceeded to try to shock Lucian with electric breath, roaring as he did so.
And there’s his shield. “C’mon now! I thought you’d be a sport and try punching me, puppy!”
The Solar Boy complied, charging to claw at Lucian's face, still snarling.
"I’ll even give you a free hit. C’mon, pup. Get my good side, why don’t you?"
That sent Django into Beast Out mode. Armor resembling Gregar appeared on him, and he gave roar as he aimed fire breath at Lucian.