Jun 6, 2014
"I take it you don't get along with dogs?" Caine offered the guess.
Lucci was walking down the road in his human form when he had that question asked to him."Depends on the dog. Why do you ask?"
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"I take it you don't get along with dogs?" Caine offered the guess.
Lucci was walking down the road in his human form when he had that question asked to him."Depends on the dog. Why do you ask?"
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I deeply apologize. I had a very busy day and feel exhausted. Though I do have the drafts saved up for those who i tag. After I post them, I'll be heading off to sleep.
||Filler for -Taming a Hound-|| hellboundpirate & heavenlydemon
He didn’t even flinch when the other got closer. Instead, he stared at him in quiet amusement.
— ❝ Working.❞
He replied calmly, lifting a hand lazily from his desk to run his fingers through Caine’s hair, experimentally, wondering if he would act like a dog or not.
— ❝ It’s not my duty to entertain you.❞
If any, it was the other way round.
His eyes closed and he gently pushed his head into the other’s hand. “Aww, bummer, does that mean I have to work for entertainment?” He flicked an ear against his hand.
— ❝ No.❞
A low, amused chuckle could be heard.
— ❝ My entertainment time comes after work.❞
He smirked,scratching Caine behind his ear.
"Doflamingo~" Caine called, hands clasped behind him, his wolfish ears perked up as he searched for his target.
His raised his head from his reports when he heard the voice. Placing slowly his glass of bourbon over the desk, the King of Dressrosa smirked.
— ❝ What do you want, hm?❞
The mun pushed her Hell Hound into the askbox. "Um...Hi?" He gave a soft wave while his mun retreated.
"Oh??? Shurororo and just when I believed my lab was empty"
Taming a Hound || hellboundpirate & heavenlydemon
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Caine was surprised to say the least, he’d noticed his own clock was counting down. His attention having been drawn to the dwindling numbers he didn’t notice the guards coming at him. “Halt!” now that got is attention as he turned to book it. His attempted failed miserably but he didn’t go down without a fight.
The hound growled, burning several people that got to close to his liking. He dug his heels into the polished floor, not caring that he left scorch marks on the surface. Like hell they were taking him anywhere, he growled at them, pulling and snapping his teeth to get them to let go. The fury of a detained hell hound was one not easily matched.
He looked up from the guards when he left he was being talked about. Liquid golden eyes fell on a man, seated on a throne, a shiver ran down the hound’s spine. “Free him.” Those words made him tilt his head as the guards released him, taking note of his clock that had reached zero. He looked around at them, flinching a bit when he saw the scorch marks.
"He will be our guest tonight." The pup turned back to lock eyes with the blonde man, his back straight, last embers of his fire fading with the first words he spoke to the man. "Sorry about your floor."
Doflamingo simply shrugged. The floor was unimportant after all. He gestured the redhaired to take a seat, to get comfortable. "What's your name" he asked, not feeling the need to introduce himself first. Everyone knew who he was after all. "And what.." he started, looking at the other male with interest. "...were you doing around my palace, hm?" he gave the other an amused grin. He didn't mind about the burnt people really. It was something normal that, if you were threatened, you tried to protect yourself, so Doflamingo wasn't going to blame his new guest.
He knew he was being far to kind to him but, for some reason, he just didn't feel to be sadistic and wicked towards the newcomer. He stared once more at his forearm, the countdown was still over, and he sighed briefly before raising his gaze, to meet the other's eyes once more. "Also, show me your forearm" he asked without any hesitation.