Deadly yet apathetic

Ah there was a face that Albedo liked to see. Defiant. Angered. Ready to prove themselves to a being like herself. The strongest in her Lord’s brigade he best be careful. Saying words like that. That someone could only be the young teen. But if he wanted to act big and brave then so be it.She would allow him to finish his words and hone in that anger she had caused. Really. It pleased her to see this expression rather than the one that annoyed her before. A smile spread on those beautiful features now, pleased.

“Oh did I offend you young man?” She teases now, a fingertip rising to poke him on the very tip of his nose. “I do apologize. It’s just–I’m a very busy woman you know. I have–so much to attend to. That such frivolous things when coming my way, tend to annoy me more than most. Surely you understand…Don’t you?” Long eyelashes bat up at him, as her wings behind her fluttered in anticipation. 

“Though seeing such an angry face pleases me. If you wish to continue to point that way then by all means–keep your guard up.” She adds, as she begins to circle around him. Slowly and carefully, as she gives him a few once-overs. There wasn’t anything physically interesting about him. But of course–Albedo knew better than to judge a book by its cover. “But we don’t want to come to blows do we? We can always start over can’t we?” She pauses her steps, as a hand reaches out to caress his arm. Standing now at his side. “Why don’t you give me your name, young man?”

As glib as ever, she paid little regard for the tempestuous visage he threw her way; rather she seemed gladdened by the opportunity to witness such a face. Her thoughts gave new understanding to her individuality, as he listened intently to the ideas that passed across of her mind. He realized that she quite possibly could have been considered a complete antithesis to the pure white that adorned her. A heart black and foul, his instinct seemed right in correctly deducing that she was a remarkably dangerous person to encounter. 

Though she prodded at him with a teasing nature--- something he compulsorily pushed away --he hung to every word that escaped her with the utmost seriousness. To grasp information from a potential threat when she so easily offered, it would be ridiculous of him not to accept it. His expression did not falter however. The darkness that loomed beneath his eyes maintained itself to edge a line between them that intent on emphasizing just how much on guard he was in her presence.

【 Fair enough. The world is already plenty annoying as it is, adding to it with pointlessness is just egregious.】 Though he had little choice but to acquiesce to her thoughts on frivolity for the sake of maintaining their little ‘stalemate’, he did agree in some part. To live day by day doing as one desired was a goal any individual sought out, to stray away from that chosen path was nuisance in and of itself. That was just stating facts. Disagreeing with the principal would incite foolishness and naivete, something he could safely assume this woman was not. Rather she could easily be likened to that of a serpent, graceful with each movement made calculated and full to the brim with intent.

She entered his personal space, a teasing smile toying on his lips, and a shiver fell down the ESPer’s spine. An unusual occurrence to say the least. Though she would engage in pleasantries for the time being, asking for a name, despite the animosity that loomed in the atmosphere, he suspected that there was more to this interaction than just that. It became very clear that she acted with several steps ahead in mind. A regular tactician.

Eyes would peer intently back at the young teen. Golden hues shining intently and she wondered—why he seemed to be so quick to avoid her. Most young men seemed to flock to her. Ignoring the demonic features and aura she carried–and instead focusing on her beauty. On her fair and smooth complexion and full lips that would speak their name–in the most sultry of ways, before taking their very essence. Feeding off them and then leaving them to grovel. Yet she did not get that from this young man. Wings flapped curiously. Though it did not appease her that she was taller than her. No human was allowed to tower over her–not unless they carried the dominant aura that she liked. A good kick to his knees would be required–should he annoy her further, to bring him to the level she liked. 

“A bother? You barely make yourself known to me. And then get a feather attached to your lenses. Making some frivolous remark.” Albedo recounts a hand coming to rest at her chin. “Honestly. I would step on you but I guess you aren’t worth squishing your head like a melon are you? My lord always tells me to control my temper. And you don’t even seem worth exuding the energy.”

Paused to consider, he ruminated on just what to gain from this interaction. So flippant in her derision, she tested his patience and quickly did he discover that more so than any words of degradation, the concept that would align him alongside the entirety of humanity darkened his mood considered. His humanity was unquestionable through appearance alone, born and designated of that species as he was. However his gifts were both gift and curse, granting him the privilege of seeing beyond the veneer that disillusioned so many individuals. He was no longer fit to be considered human, nor did he desire that name. He had superseded their potential from the moment of his birth and to consider him anything less wounded his pride. Though he dread conflict with one whom possesses the confidence of demon, though he firmly believed that he would gain nothing by acting otherwise, the young psychic was not one devoid of pride. She would look down upon him like an insect incapable imagining just how different their worlds were, and it was that expression that forced his hands to crease and fold themselves into a tight fist. 

【 I ask that you stop right there,】

Call it what you may: bravado, foolishness, stupidity even. His cause for rising anger derived of ego; a fatality of his human upbringing. Cognizance reminded him again and again that this would not end well. He need not the gift of premonition to know that he was on the precipice of a controversy. And so, he warned her; he tried to make as clear as possible that while she may have a clear advantage, he was not one to cross so easily. 

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A startled cry and thus ended his attempts to conceal himself. He stood forward, standing a few inches taller than her, but a clear difference beyond appearance made him apprehensive of her presence. She radiated power, an unknown type but one of great significance, even to him. In his current state, it was near impossible to tell what were to happen were they to become engaged in any sort of conflict. This was just something he could not make heads or tails of with just a glance. What was truly a determining factor in his decision to mind his distance however were her thoughts. Thoughts of superiority, assumptions of human weakness; she had judged and in theory, executed the humans she walked among like a tyrant whom only considered it a matter of fact to cull the weak. Someone of this nature was beyond his patience and it was an absolute necessity that he avoid all contact with her.

It’s a shame, he’d already messed up on that front. 

”No shit? Here I thought havin’ Gintama hit the Shounen afterlife outta those pages would’ve been that thing.” Talk about genuine. Not as people, but as gamers, Oga Tatsumi can come to respect that desire.

“So just how the hell you gonna handle the shoppin’ anyways? Gonna be kicking crowds out the way to get in front of the line like me?”

No shame.

【 Heh, you underestimate me. Don’t you know that there is quite a lot of online retailers that deliver games on release day? I don’t even need to step foot in a store anymore.】

”Goddamn man. Even down to the damn minutes too? Talk about being a damn beast in the countdown!”

“Had you jumpin’ out of your seat once you caught all-a those directs? I even stopped mid-fights to catch that on my phone.”

”Man. You’re soundin’ like me and Baby Beel in the good ol’ days. Quit makin’ me nostalgic like this, bastard.”

An amused huff leaves his lungs. “Sides, whether we’re past that line or behind it. S’not like the status changed any damn bit. We got a whole life-a time and way too many dangerous as hell places to check out. Might as well call it a crossover kingdom at this rate.”

【 ‘Crossover kingdom’..? That’s a bit on the nose, don’t you think?】