demons and contracts and cannibals, oh my.

[deathdefied]

[Yeah lets go with this one. the one where the yatagarasu agent contracted an asura.

an asura who's, like an idiot, gone and gotten in a fight with other yatagarasu agents' unruly demons because I'm an unoriginal hack.

Either way, she's dragging herself back into Yomenaido and looking more than somewhat peeved. And hungry. Something about the bloodloss and the fact her clothes are in fact so artfully ripped as to be fanservicey.]

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[deathdefied]

[Murderbirdy likes pets, if the chirruping was any indication. Although, once she gets her breath back--]

...So I guess the first date is going to be more getting my stuff, then?

[Yeah, she's calling him on that whole moving in thing.]

[godeatsgod]

I have a van that we use for private buyers by appointment. I can bring that around if you want.

[And bluff called. Kissing her cheek.]

[deathdefied]

[Nuzzling into neck.] The van might be overboard, but better to play it safe, I suppose.

[Pausing.]

...I'm assuming you have some quantum space to store a preposterous amount of history and literature books?

[godeatsgod]

[He shrugs, which she probably feels more than sees given how close he's holding her.]

We'll find room for more books, Saori.

[deathdefied]

I gotta make sure, dork. [She does laugh, though, and starts preening his hair again.]

[godeatsgod]

[He'll respond to this by stroking a hand through her hair again, slowly.]

My pretty bird...

[deathdefied]

[He can probably feel how much she just flushed about as much as see it, honestly, because she's ducking her head to hide it in his shoulder.]

D-don't let Michio hear you say that...I'll never hear the end of it.

[godeatsgod]

I didn't take you to be one to care what he would say in a situation like that.

[He'll pet her more while she hides her face in his shoulder, though.]

[deathdefied]

He's less obnoxious when he's terrified of me.

[Huffing a little.]

[godeatsgod]

Then I'll make sure to only say it when he's not around, pretty bird.

[Pet the murderbirdy. Pet *u*]

[deathdefied]

[PLEASED BIRD NOISES.]

O-okay. Good.

[She's not incredibly flustered by all this affection what are you talking about.]

[godeatsgod]

Miss tough demon can't take a little praise, it seems. That's really adorable...

[Stopping petting to kiss the top of her head.]