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[huichen]

[[ooc; This post could possibly be considered triggering for its blatant abuse of animals, and general slight grossitude. He's... from a medieval setting. He's also a necromancer. Apologies.]]


[ There... appears to be a man in a very nicely tailored suit escorting a pair of goats towards the fountain. He ties them up nearby, leaving them to drink from it as they like as he rolls up his sleeves.

He then crouches down, loosening the simple cloth satchel from where he had tied it around his shoulders. He unfolds the cloth on the pavement, rummaging through the contents therein. Which are by and large knives. A rather impressive collection, really. (He is an assassin, mind you.)

Upon selecting one to his liking, he really doesn't hesitate much longer than that before slitting one goat's throat and pushing its head into the water, waiting until it stops thrashing. He does not flinch. The second is treated similarly. (No. He really gives no fucks about any reactions to this.)

He then sets about cleaning off his knife, humming something that is probably a prayer. (Ghost Dog this, great Ghost Dog that, the intellect of the afterlife, blah blah blah blah blah. Necromancer bullshit.)

When he is well and truly through, he parks himself comfortably on the edge of the now running-red fountain, sitting back and lifting his face to bask in the weak winter sunlight, with two limp and sodden corpses for company.]


[[ooc; I am in class currently, and can indulge for a bit. I may be back in the evening for tags. If not! Tomorrow.]]

Comments

[huichen]

[Ew gross. You let someone else leash you. Not a Dog, not a Dog at all.]

And what sort of master is that?

[The name won't mean anything to him, why bother asking for it.]

[indecent_butterfly]

[Only nir heart, although ne might as well be leashed otherwise.]

He who holds this One's heart and soul.

[huichen]

[Hm. Hm. Hm. That's fascinating. He looks fascinated!]

I've never called a lover my master, and rather prefer it that way.

[His head tilts further, looking like a dog with something in its ear.]

Do you enjoy it?

[indecent_butterfly]

But he is not One's lover. If he were then this One would not love him.

[It makes sense to nem, even if it doesn't to anyone else.]

[huichen]

[Well. That throws an interesting wrench into things. Are you a Spider or a Swan, Hatter? He hasn't decided yet. But he knows your master is a Rat.]

That is a strange sense of vanity.

[indecent_butterfly]

[Many would agree with that assessment, just ask Michael.]

Well, One is the Satan of Pride.

[huichen]

[A Swan and a Rat. He nods to himself.]

What is this station? I am afraid I do not understand.

[ :) And he don't mind asking. ]

[indecent_butterfly]

One's humble self is a devil and pride is One's sin.

[Ne has no problem explaining, pride after all.]

[huichen]

You do not bear the appearance of a devil as I should be led to believe them.

[indecent_butterfly]

And what should a devil look like? There are many of us and even the twins do not share the exact same image. [Mostly.]

[huichen]

You do not look so much different from my kind.

[And his religion tends to depict demons and devils -- dark spirits more than fallen angels -- as bearing animal characteristics. To make them Other.]

[indecent_butterfly]

Again One asks how should One look for we are not so differently made.

[huichen]

As you are, of course.

[ :) No insult meant overtly.

[indecent_butterfly]

What an interesting way to put it.

[As if ne could be insulted by something like that. If at all.]

[huichen]

[He can't help himself. Got a little arrogance to him.]

The only way, how can I argue with what sits before me?

[indecent_butterfly]

[Pride darling, all pride...

That gets a laugh. Really, ne can't be insulted over something so trifling.]

And what then sits before this One?

[huichen]

Yourself. If you wish me to give a more detailed analysis, you will have to give me the time to study you.

[This will involve dissection :)]

[indecent_butterfly]

This One was asking of yourself. One knows Oneself.

I CAN READ KAT, REALLY I CAN.

[huichen]

[But why would he talk about himself...]

I don't find myself a very interesting study.

ilu anyway ♥

[indecent_butterfly]

One doubts this humble jester would be so interesting either.

oh good.

[huichen]

What a sudden lack of pride.

[indecent_butterfly]

Not at all. One's pride is quite a particular thing.

[huichen]

I find the particular and peculiar to be rather interesting. Do you disagree?

[indecent_butterfly]

One finds very few things so interesting. Ones humble self is not among them.

[huichen]

As you say.

[Except he makes his own decisions about everything. Ghost Dogs are a rather willful breed of man.]