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i let time get away from me on these i'm so sorry skdgn waited so long i had some style improvements (?) i didn't forget about youuuuuuuuuu

"Lovely companion you have there," Prometheus says with a light bow of his head. He doesn't want to alarm the two of them, and so he approaches calmly and carefully.

♠ Cats had never been his forté, and quite frankly, after his returning as a revenant, he even grew somewhat of a dislike towards them. They supposedly had nine lives, which already went against his philosophy. Not to mention that the cats in the city, the cats back home, tended to avoid him rigorously. One might assume his partner was the same, avoiding things that cheated death time and time again, but he couldn’t be more wrong. No, Anubis, unlike Noir, was a friend towards all creatures, be it living or dead. A quality the detective found to be somewhat annoying at times.

So all he could do was roll his eyes and stand back as his companion trotted towards the young girl passing them, a large cat following her by her side.

The jackal wagged his tail to show them he meant no harm, his posture playful and disarming, if it wasn’t for the obvious fact that he had a skull for a head. “Hello my tall friend,” he greeted the unknown animal first before turning to the girl, offering her a toothy smile, “hello my little friend.”

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it's been a couple of days since he'd found the girl in the hide dress and her giant cat companion, and in that time, he'd learned that she tended to communicate mostly through hand gestures and simple words. her big cat was protective of her, and Mike's surprised he hadn't lost his other arm to that beast when trying to help.

while it had taken a bit of coaxing to get it out of her, he's glad the patience he'd gained with age had come in handy, and she'd trusted him enough to give her name and that of her companion's: Flint and Fangs.

after he got them underground and into a temporary bunker, he sent April a message explaining everything and where to find them. hopefully with some time, he'd be able to take them to the main HQ without being followed or targeted, they just had to lay low for a bit.

so here he was, picking through whatever clothes there were stashed in the bunker that could possibly fit a girl Flint's age and build, as he'd noticed her shivering at times since they'd gone underground. he found some pants and a jacket that could fit her, before heading over to the girl as she cuddled with her big cat on the floor, a nest of blankets thrown about to make the concrete more tolerable.

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One-Eye looked at the little girl carefully, listening to her nervous breathing, her shocked expression, and even how she held her spear carefully. The Tyrannosaurus Grimm had no intention of harming her what so ever. However, what concerned him was where were her parents which he decided to lay down and make another chuffing sound.....

“I am not a fish,” came the annoyed reply, though Vithren didn't bother lifting his head from where it was resting on his folded arms.

He was big, certainly: the long merform tail that hung off the rocks and disappeared into the water was almost twice as long as an average human. 

After a sigh that mimicked the hiss of a retreating wave, he lifted his head and propped his chin in one hand. Cetacean eyes looked the stranger up and down— as well as the giant cat with her.

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"Sure do! They're the marks left behind from Kurama the Nine-Tailed Fox. He's sealed away in my stomach, see?" He lifts his shirt to show the curse mark.

“Oh, what, they’ve got tuna?” Pokie asked, mostly because she was quite fond of seafood, but she paused.