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"He who delays the hour of living rightly is like the rustic who waits for the river to run out" - Maile Meloy
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Written by Spoopy (@spoopydidit). 18+ Indie Multi-muse Blog. MINORS DNI!! Semi-Active. Subject to changing.
(Caard)
//promise I will get to my drafts, things are a tad hectic for me irl. Wish me luck lol
He sighed, sinking into his seat. Godsake he hated feeling like a burden. Anxiously combing back his hair with both hands— before letting them fall back down over his face.
“So… what… I’m an inside dog now?” He questioned flatly. Voice tired and dreary.
Not expecting him to react like that, Allura leaned back in her chair. Golden eyes examined him as the familiarity of what he might be feeling dawned on her. "Heavens, no," she replied calmly. "I'm not saying you are not allowed to leave. I am saying I don't want you getting arrested or falling ill due to the bog. Just...stay here a few days, rest, and I will see if we can't find you a way home. That sound fair?"
It seemed the two of them were on the same wavelength of blushing. Clearing her throat to gather some dignity back, the woman nodded slowly as he explained, waving her hand dismissively about the shirt.
"It's old, so I don't care! Like I said, I will get you some proper clothes in the morning. Don't know how long you'll be here, and you have the right to be comfortable." Sips her tea quietly. "Yeah, you appear to be a lynconthrope or werewolf. You don't remember?"
“Nope. Just a blur.”
He began, moving to sit at the table. Looking over the array of snacks she had prepared. A simple shrug at the thought of staying an extended time.
“I can leave tonight, if you need. Don’t wanna be a burden.”
Odd. She'd have to look into the effects of lycanthropy. Memory was probably one of them, but it wasn't her area of expertise. "I will look into it." "Nonsense!" Was the immediate refusal to the offer. "I'm sorry if I seem prickly, but I am far from going to kick you out so soon. Even if you were a threat to me, I'd keep you around." She shrugged back at him. "You're new and don't knwo the area well. Last thing I want is you getting put in jail or dead. So just eat your fill and relax."
A sigh leaves him as his body visibly relaxes. He lets his hand hang by his side as he stares at Ayame.
"Sorry, can't he too careful in my line of work after all."
He takes a sip of his coffee before offering his old friend a smile. "It's good to see you. How have you been?"
"True! I should have said something beforehand. I'm sorry, Shawn." Ayame scratches the back of her neck, ears flicking back in guilt. It had been so long since she had seen him, it had slipped her mind that he may not have remembered what her presence felt like.
"Oh, I've been alright. Grabbing souls here and there, sowing fear when it needs to be, offering a hand....same old," kicks off the ground to lounge in the air. Eyes him with a knowing smirk. "You've been busy with jobs."
"Ayame! Are you kidding me?!" Hakuro exclaims as he stretches and squashes her face. "How could you just run around and get high?!"
Releasing her face, he presses his hands against his heart. And proceeds to whine:
"Without me????????????"
The reaper allowed the demon to continue to squish her face, mainly because it was funny to her at the moment. Her tongue blepped out then disappeared when he finally let her face go. A positively jingle of a laugh came out when he complained. "To be fair, Hakuro, I hardly call it a drug and more like a...energy drink for myself. Now if you actually wish to do drugs, by all means."
Lightly paws at him, pupils slits as she crouches low and trills at him. Her tail lashing playfully behind her.
Hakuro lowers his joke book as he raises an eyebrow.
"Uhhh...you okay, there? Wait, did you get into the catnip again?"
He takes her face in his hands and studies her face close.
"Hmmmmmm...."
"Haku-kun," Ayame whines, not wanting her face smooshed. Pouts a little, looking anywhere but his face as she utters, "...maybe...."
"Ooooohhh, Shaaawwwnnn," A playful voice echoed behind him.
Shawn looks up from his coffee and turns around, eyes wide, hand on his sidearm.
"Hello??"
Ayame is standing there, grinning ear to ear, though it falters a little seeing him move to his weapon. "Wow, I know I haven't been around awhile, but I don't think that is necessary."
“Oh! It’s alright… I think I can manage for now.”
He put his hand behind his head timidly, he felt his gut sink a little as the constricting fabric gave way to his flexed muscle from the movement. Cheeks going beet red.
“…You didn’t need this shirt, right?”
As for the scar…
“I dunno, just sort of woke up with it the day after I became… I don’t know, a werewolf?”
It seemed the two of them were on the same wavelength of blushing. Clearing her throat to gather some dignity back, the woman nodded slowly as he explained, waving her hand dismissively about the shirt.
"It's old, so I don't care! Like I said, I will get you some proper clothes in the morning. Don't know how long you'll be here, and you have the right to be comfortable." Sips her tea quietly. "Yeah, you appear to be a lynconthrope or werewolf. You don't remember?"
And so Lupe changed, and headed back out to meet her. Though he was having a little bit of trouble getting the shirt to fit on him. It was kind of tight around the chest and biceps.
As he fiddled with it a bit, she would notice a gash scar over his chest and abdomen. As if he was struck by a feral beast.
Gold eyes flickered towards the movement, and she sat up to give him a look over. Professionally, of course, to assess any injuries the muck hid! Despite this, it did not stop the slight pink dusting her face at his appearance. It seemed she misjudged how large he actually was.... "Ah, I will run to the store in the morning to grab you a proper shirt. Sorry it is so small, I thought it would be large enough. Sit and eat, you look famished." The gash did not go unnoticed. "Is that a scar or...?"
"Oh what I wouldn't give to have something interesting to sink my claws into...." Ayame sighs softly. Lounges on her couch while playing with a few Wisps that liked to hang around.
After the thirteenth time scrubbing through all his hair and fur Lupe decided to finally cut his losses and call it there. He turned back the knob and watched as the water dissipated. Slowly stepping outside into the bathroom he noticed just how much steam had built up. Grabbed a towel to wipe himself down before stepping outside further.
Now where did she leave that new set of clothes…?
He would find the set of clothes on a little bench by the door. A simple pair of grey sweats, a black shirt and some warm socks. She would be sitting at her little table eating her own sandwich waiting for him to get out of the shower.
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（messy from sketchbook）
𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔞𝔨𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲.
𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔞𝔭𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔶 𝔡𝔦𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 🌿‧₊˚ ⋅ 𓐐𓎩 ‧₊˚ ⋅
Aww little ladybug I can relate….
[Image ID: two gifs of a little red ladybug on a leaf floating on a river. The water is very clear and stones can be seen on the riverbed.]
Between aggressively scrubbing his tail a thought occurred to him.
“Oh actually!” He called out again.
“Nothing with chocolate, please. Not since I became half dog.”
“Last time I tried I ralph’d up five times my body weight. I’m sure you don’t want that.”
No chocolate? Right, right; he was a lycanthrope, according to him. Not sure how she felt about that, but he seemed pleasant enough. "Noted. Was not planning on it, but thank you for letting me know. The kitchen is down the hall when you are done. I will be in there!"
Allura sighed to herself as she began to make sandwiches from what she had in her fridge. It would be best to find out where he wanted to go as quickly as possible. She wasn't thrilled at the possibility of having a guest for longer than necessary.
