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imaginativewingsĀ said:Ā and/or send stupid ic valentines this is a good idea too
Hell double yeah.
Make your own rainbow to walk on.
And then SLIDE DOWN FROM IT LIKE THE BEST SLIDE EVER
and then go to a hospital because you just broke all your legs, good job, nerd.
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Glaceon sees floofy purple tiny thing. Is that-- yep, cold Glaceon teeth gently fastening around the Espurr's scruff and lifting it. Or trying to.
All Coffee could manage was a squeak of protest against the cold fangs before instinct took over; his head hanging and his stubby hands and feet dangling limply.Ā
Smart move to grab him like a kitten, Glaceon. The would have been screaming; not to mention whirling claws. The eeveelution could parade the little lavender fluff around, but the aforementioned screaming would ensue as soon as he was released. Goodness, children are a handful.
"It's the youkai that stole my ice cream!" Daichi you better watch out there's a small Reimu reaching for your wing and she knows she is not leaving without her prize. "I will take one of your feathers as my first trophy of youkai hunting!"
Drat! The small Reimuās adorable factor was enough to paralyze the Karasu before he could escape! He briefly considered arguing that the icecream wasnātĀ strictlyĀ hers, since sheād acquiesced to giving him a taste, but why be a kreck-rengo about the petty details? She caught him, fair and square.
Plus, it might be fun. āOh, woes me! I hath been cornered by the shrine maiden of paradise!ā Daichi lowered his left wing so that Reimu could better reach her prize, and winced at the sharp pain as a feather was plucked. At this rate, his wings were going to be awfully chilly soon.
It was late at night in the Bamboo Forest. Keine's walk had lost all the urgency with which she had run to Eientei, now that she was on the return journey. And with the lack of urgency came time to think. Probably the worst thing Keine could have done at that moment, not that she could stop herself. "I did it," she bemoaned quietly to the empty stalks. "I actually beat one of my own students half to death..." She slumped down against one of the stalks, slowly sliding down into a sitting position, staring out into the empty, unforgiving forest.
"I could easily blame Nue, of course," she spoke to herself, "but she's right. All it took was one little piece of wrong information, and I'm happily beating up on the people I swore to protect. And with the power of a youkai, there's not much they can do about it..." She wasn't stupid enough to do anything drastic, of course, even in an emotional state like this. But if the loud cry of "DAMN IIIIT!" yelled out into the empty forest didn't put a capstone on the whole affair, likely nothing would.
imaginativewings said: "Hello, Miss. I was.. actually hoping you would be able to tell me where I was. Iām, unfortunatelyā¦ lost."
Akyuu smiled politely, "Ah, I see."Ā In reality she really didn't,Ā getting 'lost' was somewhat of an ephemeral concept for someone with a perfect memory.Ā "You would be in my home."Ā Akyuu stated.
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Reimu's just going to hop on Marisa's shoulders and nibble on her braid. Reimu. Reimu braids are not for nibbling. You stop that.
Marisa allows the little Reimu to nibble. Go ahead, her hair is honey-flavoured.
Did someone say wasps?? Wasps. Seems someone's released a jar of angry wasps inside Daichi's office and hoo boy that is a LOT of wasps.
After the initial chaos of an orderly ITP evacuation, the office-home was sealed as Daichi and Kouhei called for the proper authorities. As is proper for Karasu service personnel, the exterminators showed up promptly and with all due fanfare; bright yellow and black uniforms, and a blaring trumpet call as they landed.
See, sudden infestations of stinging insects, magically toxic snakes, or unpleasantly large swarms of what-have-yous isĀ notĀ a terribly rare thing in Gensokyo, and the Tengu have developed an appropriate response. The six exterminators surrounded the home and closed their eyes. Some murmured, others sang, and one remained absolutely silent, but the magical energy in the air was palpable as they pulled the air from inside ITP headquarters out through every crack and crevice it could find. Quickly, any interlopers within the house would find very,Ā very,Ā little to breathe.
It was a tremendous strain to maintain the zero air-pressure zone, but the professionals were experts in their fields, and after a period of six minutes or so, they slowly allowed the wind to re-enter the building. It didnāt return with a whoosh, but just a slow influx that swept the dead insects, along with stray papers, towards the front door where one Karasu exterminator stood with a bag. Dead wasps were carried by the dozens towards the waiting receptacle. Once full, and the air restored to a normal pressure, the service Tengu bowed, collected their fee, and departed towards their own office to enjoy some well earned wasp fried rice for lunch.
Daiyousei's just going to... ever so casually leave her loosely sealed wasp bottle here and fly away very quickly. Oh, by the way, the wasps are already getting out- Holy shit, that is a lot of wasps. Someone may want to do something about that...
Seems the magician had just the thing to dealing with a jar of angry wasps. Maybe. Those things were made from the tears of the chief kishin.
