the lonely alchemist

Till looks at the teen critically. "A fugitive, huh?" He says with all the seriousness in the world. He stares a bit more before shrugging. "Okay, sure, you'd prob'ly know best."

There are numerous narrow alleyways to duck into and Till takes a sharp turn down one. Checking behind him, he's both relieved and annoyed to see his new companion easily keeping stride with him.

"The hell…?" He glares up at the kid as he grumbles under his breath. "Why're guys like you always so damn tall?" He quietly wonders aloud before going back to glaring at the middle distance in front of them.

so prickly— but it was kind of amusing. "alright then, till! try to keep up with me, alright?" he chuckles smoothly as he looks back at the young man.

he also doesn't bother to clear up the whole misunderstanding of him being a fugitive.

".. no, he isn't a toy of some kind-- that I can assure you of."

For Mugetsu to be picked out of a crowd certainly wasn't something unusual for Watanuki at this point-- but he had never been met with this much enthusiasm over the fox spirit before. Curled around his neck, the long creature bristled slightly; uncertain of the person who had approached them in the market, and whether or not he was safe.

rui accepts the answer pretty quickly— he was starting to become used to the bizarre nature of this city. "I see. so a yokai, then? how fascinating that they can be small like this. when i think of such creatures i usually picture something bigger and scarier. if i were to compare him to anything i would say he was quite the cute snake..." his voice trails off as he holds a finger out to the spirit, hoping to gain a little trust despite the initial impression he gave.

' hah. ' she chuckles softly for the first time in this conversation, the irritated flicking of her tail reduced to a cautious sway. ' it sounds as though you're trying to gain my favour now. '

   flipping her hair over one shoulder, fiyero makes a bit of a show of displaying each angle of her horns. the piercings and jewelry, carefully chosen. driving her claws over her temples to make sure her updo is still firm enough, the tiefling clearly has a bit of experience in being admired. ' rightfully so. my beauty is something to behold. and in parts, you would even be correct ... i did do a bit of acting back home, though it's been quite a while since i was on stage. '

"what a coincidence that my specialty happens to be stage plays." he smiles without even realizing— for nothing beats meeting someone in the same field as him (even if it's formerly). "i do plays of any genre, really. as long as the story i write can make the audience smile in the end."

◓ The Hatenna went oddly quiet when she was picked up, probably because she wasn't used to being picked up by humans that weren't her trainer. Thankfully it wasn't long before she was returned to Liko.

"...huh?" there's somebody else here and based on the little glowing lights from a pretty good distance, it must be another person with those tiny fairies. "HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY~!!!"

hmm.... this stranger looked human enough.

rui smiles and waves.

"Repairs..." she answered, vaguely. He could have useful information, but she was still analyzing a way to get her need across without being too upfront.

"However, the technology I would be working with is beyond what I've seen present in the majority of this city. Anything I would pick up is unlikely to fix specialized issues. Like using a toy piano and hoping it would fill the role of a proper keyboard..."

There was a certain apathy in Ivy's avoidant eyes that took the place of a human's resigned sigh.

"hold on!! it's MY turn to share!" tsukasa grins, scrambling to reacquire his hard-candied sword and shield. "i may not have magic like you, but i think this kind of thing is better suited for me anyway!" he poses proudly, poised like the perfect knight before flaunting a dramatic swing of his sword.

"ACK—!!!" the sheer dread that overtakes him is something to be marveled, if he weren't so terrified. sword and shield are discarded, and he topples to the ground from the shock, scrunching his face tight and refusing to open his eyes.

when they have all successfully glided past him, or vanished entirely (hopefully not to return!) he quickly tries to swallow the panic. try as he might to replace it with pride, he's still shaking.