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As soon as he realized he wasn’t going to fall on a ground of soggy water of some type. He tried to extend his wings in the nick of time but seemed to have failed and fell all the way down to the lagoon being swarmed by pretty ladies with sea tails was his idea as it was any man of course but when he took a gander of their faces his own face dropped with a sudden panic of trying to get out of the lagoon. He scurries away as fast as he could to try and keep up with his host. “ok kid where the fuck are we? I knew the sewers were scary but I didn’t think it was teleporting fucking scary” He said.
Ramey shook his hair to let it somewhat dry under whatever cool air that hit him in the face. “Do you always bring your blind dates down here to scare them into not wanting to come back or something? Because you’re doing a bang-up job for me not wanting to check under your bed next.” He said. “geez kid no wonder you’re a bit of a loon, I would be to if I have to see those ugly winches every morning” he then let a shiver run down his spin. He then looked around him to see nothing but trees and such.
“Well I guess calling out would be out of the question? I mean at this rate I think I would get a long distance call no shit, right? It might be collect of some sort… oh second thought?” he took out his phone “I could just say it’s from their mother” he laughed hitting his elbow with his own since he was busy holding the phone in that hand “ there my always going to pick up” he laugh once more “ this would be fun” he then cough a bit.
“oh yea, listen kid I can’t stay here forever alright? i don’t care if its cottage or not, I need things that someone like your size and age wouldn’t understand, you know like ladies and tec stuff. I mean what do you do around here? Watch the grass grow?” his eyes trailed off to another person looking at something “Never mind”
Peter’s amusement did not stop at the man’s failure to stay above. The more he spoke, the more the vampirc youth’s eagerness to lead him away came afloat. Once reaching the unnaturally giant tree, Peter went in through a hole large enough to be seen as a window. Another boy sat at its edge, his feet dangling out of the tree, lazily glancing at the two incoming shapes. Recognizing Peter’s and ignoring him, it was the second ( the adult man ) that made him look on. “Jesus Christ.” The boy said under his breath to himself in mild annoyance.
Landing rather gracefully on the ground, Peter twirled around to face the man. Contentment easily traced upon his features. His head tilting. “Are you sure you want to keep going?” he asked in genuine curiosity, observing the gadget in his hand. “We must go—-” Peter seductively stepped closer to him, “—- deeper to find your demon.” a glint of malice in his eyes.
A fist-size shape buzzed into the hollowed tree ( tree house of sorts ), interrupting. Insect-like wings fluttering around Peter before stopping above his shoulder. The small creature was scaly in skin, of a vibrant cerulean blue. Beady dark eyes gleaming red, and even darker hair reaching below her hips. Her figure was human-like, and miniature in size. A rather odd sight of a nude, voluptuous body, now standing on Peter’s open palm. Her hands had sharp claws, her ears were pointed, and there was minuscule jewelry adorning her.
“That’s Tink.” Peter said, inhuman grin showing, fangs exposed. His lip curled up in sudden disgust. His mind going back to business. Captain Hook. Good ol’ Captain. “We should get going.” he instructed to the man, the pixie flying away from the blond. “He’s usually alone now. Should be an easy catch.”
