#piluumurale

Glob must have been trying to play some sick joke on The Earl. Now Death had come for him? He wasn’t ready! He had too many things to do-- and he refused to die. “Dang globbit!!” He screamed at the skull-headed figure.

“EEAH! You shall not capture me in your dark grasp today!! MM! Go on!! Surely you have...OTHER souls to reap in this glob awful place!!”

She knew a magus when she saw one, though as inhuman as mages in the association she came to knew could be, most at the very least looked human. It could have been a glamour, a disguise, or a simple heirloom of some backwater clan with strange rituals. Still, something didn’t add up in her mind with the logic of him trying to blend in. For starters, he was way too tall.

“Hold it! I don’t know what you call yourself, but answer me this,”

   “Haha! Hahaha! Oh my god, this dumb frog - I love him! I love this big dumb frog!”

Usagi was on the bus in absolute hysterics - over what, exactly? Well, you would just have to find out - but it seemed to be amazing, and very annoying. Most of the commuters were looking at her with some sort of disdain or confusion while she cackled away at the sight of the ‘big dumb frog’ on her little phone screen.

Leaning over to the fellow bus-rider next to her, she shows him her phone, and the fat little frog flying through space. The hypnotic sounds of do, do do, do do do.. do do seem to have entranced Usagi into some memetic state of being.

Beast...

     The only thought that runs through his head as this... ‘abomination’ ducks between the faint light of the streetlamps.

Beast.

     The ‘weapon’ they had given him, unfit for a Hunter, lay heavy in his hands. Gloved fingers gripped its handle, shaking with desire. How Henryk would laugh if he saw what his partner had been reduced to here, unable to obey the call of blood.

          “Woah, what are you?” Absolutely no greeting was given to the man beyond a demand for him to reveal his identity - at least she thinks its a man underneath the mask, the robes and the generally supernatural vibe she is feeling from the stranger. “You totally look like a demon or something from a story book or manga! The skull is like, a killer aesthetic pleaser too! I once did a photo shoot with skulls and they went the sexy route or whatever and I had to wear a plastic skull instead of a genuine one, which I totally would have gone for instead of the cheap shit you can pick up for like a buck after Halloween when the sales are on, but you’re terrifying - I’m like, absolutely shitting myself, not gonna lie!” 

A little birdy flew down from the sky and landed in front of Elias. In a cloud of smoke, suddenly a much larger man was standing there, or rather, he was slouching there. Qrow tilted his head to the side. “Yo!” He said in a simple greeting as he raised a hand. 

“I’m sorry for the entrance, though I doubt it would surprise a guy like you. I was just following a lead and I got curious, I assumed you’d prefer if I ask it to your face rather than stalk you for blocks like I was planning to.” 

       meme // accepting!

        “ considering the last memory i have prior to my arrival here was my DEATH, i would think it’s the latter. ” kaytoo all but snapped defensively; he was all too accustomed to similar inquiries meant mockingly - as if he hadn’t deserved the right to feel as any other creature did. but the harsh moment faded, and he seemed to register the tone and the way the inquiry was spoken and calmed himself. his voice settled back into it’s normal dry tone. 

        he did not cry - but that did not mean that he was incapable of mourning the loss of his team, his family - potentially the galaxy at large. ( his apparent reactivation meant nothing when countless scenarios had already predicted the death of every member on their team, and the likelihood that their plan had failed. it was a heavy feeling, that knowledge - more so now than ever. )

       “ - if i were capable of such a thing. i’m not, so that question is useless. i was calculating - if you’re dying to know. ”