#bunpyre

          Chaos above, what is she staring at? This little creature seems so fascinated with her mask that he went and regurgitated his own. She wasn’t sure whether to be impressed, flattered, or just flat-out disgusted by the action. But it wasn’t unfriendly.. just a little over-giddy, like a child without any direction, trying to entertain himself with any means necessary…

          Of course, this leaves Whisper in the awkward situation of just standing there, thoughtlessly tapping her fingers against her thigh, trying to think of something to do - run away, maybe? No… he might follow, and then it’d be even more awkward. Maybe she could softly tell him to go away? No, that might hurt his feelings… and honestly, she wasn’t sure if this one was worth the headache of trying to hurt the feelings of.

          … So, she weakly manages to lift up her hand and stick out a thumb upwards, a standard show of approval, followed by a forced, approving look that screamed ‘help me’ to anyone else nearby.

       Although it appeared intelligent, this rabbit hardly looked like a servant at all. It was yapping and giggling at his feet, making noises that Kubo hardly understood ( Was it trying to be menacing? ) but he guessed since it had gone as far as to remove its own left eye, that it had to do something with his eyepatch.

        HE MIGHT HAVE BEEN DISTURBED, and even felt insulted. But he’s a little less so, since this was an -- albeit very creepy -- animal and not another human being. If it couldn’t talk coherent words, he is bound to cut it some slack. The child was understandably astonished and at loss for words, however. This whole situation had him mentally cringing and the bunny’s sudden seizing only made things worse.

        The visible grimace on his face turned into something of a bewildered frown as he witnessed the odd rodent cough up its missing eye. Seeing the once-absent orb in its paw made Kubo cringe outwardly, curling his upper lip in disgust. His tongue sticks out between his teeth. “ ULLL ... ”

          She swears she hears something, feels something on her. Was it a bird? No, too noisy. Less chirping, more … rabid, like a mammal. She glances up, trying to peer at what was on her, but being unable to really see the creature that was atop her head.

          Still, it’s not like it was a parasite. It was playing in her fluff, wiggling about and having a good time. It was cute, and although she could not see for herself, she would try to nudge the small creature with her antennae.

                            “Are you having fun, little one?”

      New Orleans was a popular city in the B.U.P. offices. Calls from there were always colorful, if not always warranting investigation. Tales of voodoo-hoodoo nonsense were plentiful-- plentiful enough to where Kent stopped taking stock in them. He was, despite his assertions to the contrary, easy to sway to the side of superstition but after so many goose chases in the Big Easy he had since stopped being so easy to sway. 

      Obligation to his station, however, saw him in town to set out on another snipe hunt. Or so he was inclined to believe. Of all the calls that had filtered through from the bayou, none seemed as ridiculous as the one detailing a vampire rabbit. Kent had tried to shoulder the case off to another agent but to no avail. 

What Kind of Relationship(s) Does Your Muse Want With Mine? || Accepting!

💛 - platonic

🖤 - enemies 

“Hey there, little fella,” Terra mused at the sight of the odd creature, kneeling down to have a closer look.

Where they didn’t appear to look like any normal rabbit he’d ever seen, there were no signs of it being anything remotely like a heartless either.. so maybe this was just some natural fauna he’d never seen before? Regardless, the man didn’t seem to noticed the rabbit’s fixation on his sandwich-- at least not right away.