Green-Eyed Monster

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      "A lady does not produce false modesty! Being truthful and humble makes you far more attractive than being weak... and arrogant." 

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hexiios:

    “Hm? I sure hope not. .”

                 "Well, good. Then again, you look like you could hold your own in a fight."

   Four gave a slight grin, "after all, not just anyone walks around in armor like that."

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      "I-Is something happening?"

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Four Appreciation

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originalheir:

             ”While I do understand that making a mess can be fun at times, you should realize that there are many dangerous creatures drawn to the scent of blood.” Creatures such as himself for example. While He was not necessarily interested in consuming the blood, he was incredibly curious as to where it had come from. Hence why he seemed to just randomly show up out of nowhere. Had he been a mushi, a demon with no real human form, he would have attacked the female, consumed her flesh, and then devoured both her blood and the blood from the kills that she and her disciple had caused. “You should be more careful—”

              The tengu brushed some of his long hair from his face before flashing a king - albeit false - smile. “What kind of tea are you offering?”

            "Lucky for me, I suppose. I can very well take care of myself."

     She wasn't Five; who begged to be sheltered and protected by soldiers who threw themselves at her for her body, nor was she Two; who was so ungrateful for those who would lend a hand she would take all the glory in the name of 'protecting them'. Such lies... it was unfitting of her sister. 

     "Mint tea. I only have enough for three, however, so only take a cup and leave my other to my Disciple; Decadus." 

     Four attempted to be refined; settling back against the seat, leg crossed over the other while her gloved palms clasped the tiny tea cup in her equally small palm. Perhaps her company would notice a strange point at the end of each finger, and how it slowly grew in length every few minutes or so.

                           "Your name?"

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Four have boarded the airship.  devxl originalheir coeurcourageuxx cuarrto

       "Well, since you're all here I must apologize for the mess. You see, my loyal Disciple and I have been trying to clear out the remainder of sky-pirates in this area. Forgive the blood; he's on to cleaning that bit up."

     Childishly her booted heels switched direction, while the large heavy coat swallowed her frail arms and petite torso. "Make yourself at home. And have some tea..."

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Four, you should come over so we can cook together sometime!

      "Oh? Why, that sounds very lovely, Two. However, I'll only agree if you promise not to try and have me eat none of those... strange dishes you make. We need a new menu for you, sister, something far more healthy and full of vitamins."

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ladyredcecchino:

     I need new archery arrows.

     "Oh? You know archery, do you?"

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False Modesty

     On more than one occasion, Four will boast on her modest behaviors, dress and her want of things. But this is merely a facade; an act to make her feel superior to her more eccentric and better looking sisters. 

   With subtle and minor suggestions from those around her -- including Decadus -- Four will happily accept gifts and lavish herself in expensive clothes and jewelry. Often times commenting how it would go to waste or how she must keep up appearances for humanity who looks up to the Intoner's. 

   This couples closely with her sexuality, where again, she boasts on her lack of intercourse and her efforts to remain pure until true love comes. A mere guise to help her feel superior, and of higher quality than her older -- and younger -- sister's. She has extreme sexual desires just as any Intoner does, but instead, she nurses them in private. 

         Well, private to the extent that she forces Decadus to hear her, and refuse him to partake. 

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centual:

       ”I am pleased to hear it, mistress Four.  Although, I don’t know why you would store them so high, if you cannot reach them,” he gently teases, knowing it would fluster her even further.

With a hop in his step and a grin spread ear to ear, he follows Four inside.  The cottage is small, and he wonders how Decadus even fits inside.  There is a small stove and icebox, vials and herbs lined up on tall shelves.  He heard rumors she played with medicinal herbs, and wondered if she laced Decadus’ food with them. 

"A nice place, even if temporary.  Although, I enjoy looking at the stars at night." Walking close behind, he follows her into the bedroom. 

"What would you like help with, mistress Four?" he asks, thoroughly amused at her animated expressions and ever changing emotions. 

    "Excuse you--" Four snapped, "but it was Decadus that put them up so high! Not me! That idiot didn't even consider that it may be too high for me to reach!" Flippantly she did toss her hand in the air; a careless twirling motion as if she weren't impressed. 

       "Aah-- yes! Just up there you'll find my gauntlet and claw." No doubt the weapon she was infamous for, "would you please pull it from up there? I have my suit cases open. Oh, and... and do you think you could get my second pair of goggles from the back?" 

    Cent wasn't the only troublemaker, and Four had plotted to examine his taught body as he went reaching for each piece of her articles. He wasn't built like Decadus at all! So slender, yet muscular! He was toned in the right places -- and his butt was so cute!!

                   "Nmm...."

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   He wasn’t one to keep thoughts belying that pierced    demeanor— evident with his dumbfounded, if not irked,    expression. Just what the hell was this chick on about?    “The hell? I dunno what you’re flappin’ yer gums about,    but I ain’t here ‘ta preach or any ‘o that crap.”

     Four was taken aback by the gesture, so bold and rude! But, she was an adaptable lady -- if not gracious -- and allowed her composure to return as she ever so humbly extended a gloved palm. Doing her best to ignore her growing nails just beneath the leather, "aah-- very well. Is there a particular reason you are here, then?"

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tetsukawa started following you

     "Haha! Have you come to pay tribute to the singing goddess? I mean-- it's not required. Unlike my other sisters, I don't need humans to tell me they are thankful. It is, after all, our sworn duty to protect you."