#it doesnt give me a sense of urgency to finish

[chickenkooks]

It'll be horrible if you end up writing tra feeling miserable and not motivated and excited doing it. Please don't write if you don't feel like it. I personally will enjoy it more if I knew you woke up one day, did your things and suddenly felt like writing, all relaxed and pouring the best you can in that story. This been said, enjoy your time and don't feel bad for anything tra/tumblr related.

oh dont worry about that guys!!!! im touched whenever u guys send me messages like this but i definitely would stop if i didnt want to write tra anymore. i still enjoy the story and dont mind writing it at all!!!!!! i know that as a writer i cant FORCE things. i can write a basic outline but if theres no soul in it, its garbage. thats why i feel so good about it so far because there IS soul in it

[purpleandsilver]

Can't Sleep, Never Quite Restless

For day 2 of @daydreamdeuce's Shadowgastober. See Day 1 here.

The tears aren't real. They can't be; he agreed to this. And yet watching Beauregard and Yasha kiss is not a painless experience. They are happy, even if Yasha will outlive Beau. Even if Caleb and Essek are-

Essek stands up from the table. This is suppose to be a happy affair. The Mighty Nein getting together once a month, for good times. For remembering the hard ones. They just finished with dinner, where Caleb made a toast to surviving the end of the world. They're talking. Essek's eyes catch Caleb's. He gives an unhappy smile. Essek sits on the couch, away from him. Somewhere within him, there's a crack. A fissure. Caleb's hair is full silver. The wizard is wrinkled and experienced and beautiful. Essek is... himself.

Jester makes a joke about tielfing ages. Fjord laments being old, even while he doesn't look it. Caduceus catches Essek's eyes. He sees what Essek is feeling, because of course he does.

"Essek, can you go back into the house and get the other tea pot? I must have forgotten to bring it." Caduceus gives him a smile.

Essek doesn't run out of Caleb's tower. He floats. But if there's a sense of urgency, no one says anything. Essek floats to the house, but doesnt get the tea pot. He floats past it. He goes into the forrest. The gently floating drow harshly drops his cantrip and falls to his knees.

These tears can't be real. He agree with Caleb. They separate in mural agreement. And yet-

And yet Essek hasn't been able to get rest as of late. His thoughts are about Caleb. About letting him go. About regret. The gods knows he has enough of that. Why not more? He takes several deep breaths.

Stop it Thelyss. Stop. Count to ten. Hide it.

It's been years since he was Shadowhand. But surely he can-

Weariness has plagued him lately. It shouldn't. He shouldn't be feeling like this. Is this what they call a break up? Is misery a right emotion? His trances are filled with thoughts of Caleb, Caleb, Caleb. I want to hold you, Caleb. I want to kiss you again Caleb. Why can't we be together like Beau and Yasha Caleb?

He curls up beneath the tree and tries to trance. Some rest will do him good. Then he'll be able to smile again. He begins the trance. Four full hours isn't needed. Two hours rest is enough.

Caleb holds him in Aeor. It's one of their many research trips. Essek is laughing with joy. They just defeated a monster and are alive. Alive and in love. Caleb kisses Essek. Darkness fades in then the scene shifts. Essek is on the ground now. The Dynasty has caught up to him. To the Mighty Nein. They know what the Mighty Nein hid. Caleb breaks from a Dynasty soldier and goes to him. Embraces him. Another kiss as the teleportation spell takes hold. The scene shifts again and this time, it's the day Essek confessed to being in love. They embrace and purple hands tangle in red hair. The scene snaps to Essek on the floor of their study, unable to look upon a book because there's a familiar scarf sitting all alone in an arm chair. The house has been so quiet since Caleb left.

Essek pulls out of the trance with tears in his eyes. He still can't rest without Caleb on his mind. He's awful. He sighs and wipes his cheeks. Purple hands lift to cast teleport.

"Essek, is everything okay? You disappeared."

Essek turns around. Caleb, in all his handsome glory, stands there. Essek bows his head and looks away. Then, there are arms around him.

"Trancing is so much harder now that I'm alone," Essek whispers and leans into the mage's chest.

"You're not a lone Thelyss."

"I am in our bed," he replies. "I miss you. I'm sorry."

"I'm right here." Caleb tilts his head up and Essek looks into two orbs of neverending oceans.

"You know what I mean." Essek pulls away. He starts the motions for teleport again.

"So it's true then."

Essek pauses. "What is."

"What our friends said. You are upset. I have hurt you."

Essek stays silent.

"Just as I have hurt myself. You're not the only one who has trouble resting."

Essek turns around. Caleb embraces him.

"I'll leave you alone for centuries," Caleb remarks.

"Then let me enjoy the time I have with you," Essek remarks, "let me trance beside you until I can no longer."

Caleb nods and they kiss. "Let's get some rest, ja?"

[jimlingss]

Dear Miss Kina, it's me again! First of all, congratulations on finishing your final fanfic on this blog! It was immensely what i've been waiting and hoped for. You definitely played with my heart till the very end! It's kind of like - with every fic you've released till now from Seokjin fics to Jungkook fics - every one of them are all so perfectly crafted, every member gets so written well that sometimes time flies so fast when im reading it!

I waited, and read The End for like two hours? And it was really worth it (im wriitng this at like 3am too) like damn i was pausing every second because I was just trying to decipher whatever was happening in each scene, it was all a lot to take in because with each scenario created with the boys, it almost felt like six whole fics crammed into one! The scrollbar was really small n wasn't moving at ALL when i was reading the first few parts and i was like, "wait this feels more like a 60k than a 31k ㅠㅠ" ??? Like how??? But i was smiling as i was reading through the whole thing, to find out it was a Jin centered fic -- and honestly all of your Jin fics are godtier -- i was like "YES YES YES OMG YES I THINK I KNOW WHERE THIS IS GOING" n it was real fun to guess which member went next and how the scenario would turn out.

N i really loved how smooth u incorporated both oc and Jin during each scenario, their bickering was so fun and their moments made me go "AWW WTF I WISH I WAS OC ATM" AND OMFG especially that parf where ic asks jin if he ever knew her before everything happened n the whole "like you love me" scene went down -- my mouth was WIDE open i was tearing up and i screamed so loud lmaooo omg ur like the only writer to actually make me react so violently about that ○_○ n when the scene wherein oc wakes up and doesnt see jin and rushes out, the way you wrote it, you sense the urgency and the dishevelled/rampant thoughts of hers when she sees seokjin on the floor bleeding like that and all the way to the hospital scene where she cant even talk despite feeling so sick DAMN i cant even stop staring at the screen even tho my head hurts from being awake all night (but honestly ur worth it)

Like if i had to rank the individual realities where reader ended up with, i think the one i got sadder for was the Taehyung reality -- the oc in that universe couldn't even have time for herself n gradually drowned in becoming a mother and a wife n all i could think of was "tae u should at least treat your wife >:((" n with Yoongi's i was like "whut's happening," and instead of being hurt about it i for no reason started to discuss my thoughts onto thin air "i dont want a partner like yoongi, they dont have time for e/o n thats kinda sad" n thats where i really started to guess maybe every scenario has a major downside but i had to figure it out. N then with Hoseok n Joon's i felt my heart crack a lil bit bc the oc's insecurities in that part (she felt world's apart to hobi n then inferior to joon) i was like...this is me n I DIDNT WANNA FEEL THAT WAY IN A RELATIONSHIP so then again i started to talk to myself looool. Then we have Jimin's that got me like damn :(( thats kind of harsh -- being in a reality with oc in the picture removes the fact that jimin had a stable life. And i guess with every scene you made with all members (did that intend to give me life lessons or sum uhh)

And last but not least, Jungkook's! Not gonna lie, i also thought he was gonna cheat on oc bc she mentioned she was a racer, thats the reason he was late to her bday dinner, but then the dots started to connect when she mentioned why jin looked solemn in the hospital (re: everything that i mentioned a paragraph or two before)

I do know this was loosely based on TATBILB, but as i was reading through it i found so many similarities to it. Like the BTS UNIVERSE incorporated in where Jin goes back in the last to try and desperately change the future where he is not there in order to stop people from getting hurt. And also Orange (one of my fav mangas) where Naho received letters (along with her friends) from her alternate self to save Kakeru from committing suicide, and it had the happy ending too wherein she stopped him from getting right in front the truck (tho there were mistakes that she didnt do correctly)

And that's all 😭🤧 im sorry if this ask was really long. But i wanted to say thank you for creating all of these wonderful stories! They made my day n i could still rmember finding out about you as a baby army myself so i could say you were part of my journey as a new army msksksksk. It was such a great fun time to be waiting for new fics to drop, new chapters released and announcements and funny asks to scroll through on my tl! I do hope you do well in whatever you embark on from now on and hey you'll finally get to publish a book! And i'll most likely read that too ^^ happy 5 years to the blog^^ thank you user Jimlingss, thank you Kina!

omg thank you for this amount of feedback and your extensive praise, I feel undeserving of it hahaha anyway, thank you for taking your time to enjoy the end. honestly, I was aiming for it to be a 50k fic to just really indulge you all as my last story. But as I was writing it, it turned out muuuch shorter to my exasperation. but it still stands as my longest oneshot and I think it ended up pretty great in spite of being so much lower than my intial word count goal. that being said, I'm glad it felt long to you!!

Also thank you for giving me a run down on your thoughts on the other timelines LOL it was really fun for me to think about it as well and consider what OC and Jin would've chosen had they chosen. While each had their downsides, some of them they liked more than others. since you indulged me so much with such a long message, I'll indulge you as well....OC's choices prob would've been JK > Tae > Joon > Hobi > Yoongi > Jimin. While Jin (if he could make the choice for her), it would've been Joon > Tae > Yoongi > Hobi > Jimin > JK.

I came up with the whole idea of the end. while watching TATBILB cause I thought this whole alternative reality worlds was gonna happen but nope, they took a much different direction lol and I'm happy to hear you mention Orange bc that was one fantastic manga I read!! Personally, I find the end. to be the love child between The Truth Between Us and The Seven Kinds of Love (with a sprinkle of Seven Seconds in Heaven) hahha there's definitely elements of pre-existing stories to this guy but I don't mind so much since it feels like almost a call back to them :')

Anyway thank you for the love and encouragement!! I'm sending well wishes to you too!!

[drowning-rats-in-fandoms]

Y/N is an intelligence officer on Ren's ship and he always goes to her before missions

When she first gets hired, she always has the mission information sent to him as early as possible

During the debriefing missions, she has the balls to corrent and add information that aas left out or wrong

It's almost always directed to Hux

Kylo enjoys watching someone else irritate Hux by doing their job

When the missions became more sporadic and information was being brought in left and right, Y/N moved her living quarters closer to Kylo's and Hux's living quarters so when she needs to present the information, she goes to them any hour of the day

Hux hates it, wishing to fire her. He know how important she is to the First Order, so he can't

Kylo doesn't care what time she delivers information. Y/N isnt like the guards that stumble over their words and take for ever to relay information

Y/N shows up (after sometime she is given Kylo's code of access to his quarters), hands him her data pad, and leaves.

Hux get an older model of data pads, Kylo gets her own. Her information is all stored on those two devices

Kylo always returns her pad to the table in her quarters. Hux never seeks Y/N out to give it back.

One mission in particular was stressful

On both their ends

Y/N has a translator implanted in her brain to allow her to read and decipher words

During the mission debrief, Hux suggested that Y/N should go along since she mentioned one(1) time that she is one of the only people able to decipher those words

Kylo immediately rejected, having grown fold of his coworker, not romantically of course

"Commander Ren, General Hux is correct. I should go on the mission."

"You have no field training, you'll hold us back. We can just send you video of the dialect." He thought he had a point

"I remember you forgetting to ask what my previous job was commander, may I fill you in?" She snaps right back, General Hux smirking that she is now attacking Ren instead of him.

"Please, enlighten me." Kylo leaned back in his seat, arms crossed. She was nothing more than a brain.

Y/N untucked her uniform to show a gnarly scar lacerating her entire side.

"That was my last bounty hunting job I did with a mandalorian. Saved his skin and his ship. Left me for dead. General Hux has been watching me for a while to recruit me, saw his chance." Y/N would never credit Hex with saving her life, even though they both knew it.

"I know my way around any weapon you give me. I'll do my job and stay out of your way." She sits down in her seat, readjusting her clothes.

Kylo sits there for a moment, empathetic for her, his mask not showing it.

"Report at the hanger at 0600 tomorrow. Stop by the arsenal to pick a weapon." Kylo then leaves in a rush, the meeting quickly adjourned

He

Never

Left

Her

Side

The crypt was filled with strange coffins, some decorated, some not.

Cobwebs and rodents fill the place, Commander Ren taking lead and eliminating the distractions.

Any rune Y/N would see, she would decipher, hoping to point her commander in the correct direction.

Once they get to the end of the tunnel, a bare wall is presented to them.

Kylo ignited is Saber and was about to destroy the wall when Y/N shouted for him to stop.

The urgency in his voice made him hesitate, the hand on his arm guiding the saber close to the made him stop. He allowed her to hover his saber closer to the wall, her hand warm though his field clothes.

Then he saw it.

The heirogliphs showed faintly though the light of the Kyber crystal, the regular lights not doing anthing.

"Lights off. Now." The 4 storm troopers accompanying them complied, turning the hallway dark except for the glowing red saber.

The wall completely illuminated with glyphs, making Y/N gasp.

"What is it?" Kylo asked, his mask trained on her astonished face

"You found it. What your looking for is on the other side. I just need to find a way in." Her voice is low, focused. Kylo saw that she was in her environment, adrenaline rushing through her veins allowed for a quicker deciphering.

Her hands voided the saber in weird movement along the wall, allowing for her to read.

Kylo noticed everything about her, the way she bit her cheek when her breathing picked up, her eyes flickering to him fir a moment before continuing to read. Her grip on his forearm tightens as she holds her breath, hovering over the last hieroglyph.

Y/N let's go of Kylo's arm and takes a step back, creating professional spacing.

"In short, you actually have to stable the wall. In long, you can only stab it in one spot. Only you can see the spot using the force. Dont ask me how, it never said." Y/N steps back with the troopers, allowing Kylo to do his thing.

He nods his head to her, she nods back, her face blank.

Kylo turns to the wall, closes his eye, feeling for the weak spot. He grows frustrated when he cant find it, letting out a huff.

"What do you feel." You.

"There is no weakness in the wall." His voice is strained though the modulator, trying to not last out.

"Maybe the wall is all weak and you need to look for the strong spot. Breaking that should weaken the hold on the weak spots, allowing the wall to crumble." She sounded so close to him, like it was only them.

Kylo focuses on the calm in her tone of voice, allowing him to concentrate on his objective.

Not even seconds later, he finds it, the spot is in the direct center of the wall.

"The keystone." He whispers, the modulator garbling the word.

He reposition his last connection to his grandfather, the helmet being completely destroyed by Supreme Leader Snoke. Kylo drives the blade through the spot, the wall immediately shaking.

Two strong hands grab his robes and pull him out of the stones impact, the small group watching the wall shift and change.

Larger pieces of rock fall as the smaller ones swirl in a circle, assembling themselves in the doorway behind the wall.

The door opens to reveal a corpse cradling a book to its chest.

Kylo immediately rips the book from the corpse's grasp before Y/N could stop him.

"Is that what you need?" Chills run down her spine as the entire crypt turns silent.

Too silent.

"Yes." He turns back to her, handing the text to Y/N, allowing her to out it in her book bag.

Before the mission he pulled her aside. Her job is to translate and to protect the text. His job was to get them in and get them out. They agreed.

Y/N facial expression and the sense of dread Kylo could read on her told him to move quickly.

"Stay behind me. Make sure she doesnt get hit." He points to the respectful groups before charging off into the darkness.

Y/N asks the trooper to turn their lights back on to help them see their way back.

Not everyone has the force to guide them.

Everyone did their jobs, quickly and quietly. The six moved through the crypt, moving up from the deep dungeons.

Once they get to the first open area, they were ambushed. Reanimated skeletons, strange tan creatures, and those damn rats attacked the group.

Y/N drew her sword, charging it. She stayed relatively near the middle of the room, not seating out a fight.

Kylo Ren sliced and diced through the enemies, keeping an eyes on Y/N. The troopers shot down the rats with surprising accuracy. Kylo took care of everything else.

Until two yellow monster slipped from the main group and attacked Y/N from infront and behind.

Kylo quickly eliminated the rest of his threats and watched in awe as Y/N gracefully finished the fight.

Her kicked the one infront of her, throwing him on his back. She quickly pivots, her sword cutting up through the stomach, and down across its head. Before the second monster can register what happened, Y/N turned again, finishing off the first monster with a quick decapitation.

She quickly disarms her sword, reattached it to her back, and looked at the other 5 people in her group.

"They said that more are on their way. We need to leave. Now." It took Kylo a sweet second to put his ass in gear and steer his group out of the crypt, not meeting any more strange creatures.

Once in hyperspace, Y/N stands behind Kylo's chair, watching the stars.

"How did you hear them communicate? None of them spoke." Kylo was watching her through the reflection of the window, further respect for his colleague bloomed in his mind.

"The rats were actually in charge. The yellow creatures, called voulnders, were allowed to live in and around the crypts. Their exchange was that the Voulnders were to reanimate the corpses with their magic when their temple was under attack."

"They said all of that?" Kylo turned in his seat, Y/N already standing far enough away to not get hit.

"The wall that you hit showed the pact that those two creatures made. It also showed how to get in. Only a might warrior could." There was a pause before Y/N spoke again.

"Don't let that go to your head." She then walked out of the room.

Over the years, the two grew closer.

Sparring, talking, planning missions. Everything platonic.

When Kylo cant sleep because of the nightmares caused by Snoke, he'd go into Y/N's room, falling alseep on her couch, in view of her bed.

"If you like my couch so much, why not move it to your room." Y/N asks one morning, handing Kylo his caf.

"It's not the couch that puts me to sleep." His voice is low, eyes dropping to the ground.

Y/N hand cups his chin, lifting his eyes to meet hers. Her gentile smile puts him at ease.

Y/N remembers the first time she saw him without the mask.

It was a few nights in after relentless nightmares, the first time Kylo slept in Y/N's room.

He was half asleep, running on caf and a few minutes of sleep. Everyone on the ship could sense his worsening mood, assuming that it was from the last failed mission.

It was a repercussion of it, Snoke filling everyone involved in the mission with thoughts of dread.

Y/N hid it suprising well when on the command deck, doing her job.

But now, in the middle of the night, she knew she looked like shit.

When her commander knocked on her door, she rolled out of bed, her hair in a loose braid, her body clad in a pair of over sized black training shots and shirt.

Her commander was dressed similarly. She recognized the drained look in his eyes from her own.

She stepped aside to let him in her space, her eyes never leaving the constipation of beauty marks on his face.

Y/N shut off her night, resetting their automatic switch.

She grabs Kylo's bare arm and leads him to bed. She lies on her back, and she pulls him into her, his head resting on her stomach.

Kylo didnt right against her, his mind not raising any alarms.

Once her hands started to play with his hair, Kylo was out.

Y/N stayed awake a little longer, enjoying how soft and smooth her Commander's hair is. She falls asleep, her hands still tangled in his hair.

She woke up first at the rising of the dim lights, she took her time to wake up, enjoying the presence of another body against hers.

Kylo's breathing was still even as she replaced her body with her pillow.

Y/N went to her closet, pulled out her repaired bounty hunting armour, the silver beskar reminding her of painful memories of her old partner.

She changes quickly, keeping an eye on the commander in her bed.

"where are you going?" His voice asks, not removing his head from your pillow.

"To fix our problem."

"Snoke doesnt respond well to asking nicely."

"Oh, that's not why in going to Snoke. Go back to sleep if you can Commander. You need it." He seemed to get only a few hours of sleep last night.

Y/N straps the rest of her weapons to her body, her rifle sliding easily over her back. Her viroblade in the holster at her waist.

She tucks the bucket in her arm, looking at Kylo one last time before going on her first line mission during her First Order Career.

It wont be her last.

It only took her two days, the bounty hunter returning to Snoke with a head and the correct location of the cargo.

"How do you know its correct?" Snoke leans in his chair, observing the cleanly severed head at his feet.

"This tracker." Her voice is modulated, she throws the red chip to her Supreme Leader.

Snoke catches it, hums in approval.

"You have a new job. We have a suitable replacement for you."

Commander Y/N Y/L/N, leader of the bounties hunters and scouts of the first order.

The nightmares stopped

Missions became more successful

Kylo still couldn't sleep without being in the presence of Y/N. Her calm attitude put him at ease enough to fall asleep.

[crowbean]

Gifts for @crybabyanbu

hello @crybabyanbu (why cant i tag you??), i’m your @narutorp-secretsanta

I feel the need to explain the two gifts : because i thought the fanfic i wrote doesnt sit right. i decided to draw you a christmas themed ANBU! Obito with ANBU! Kakashi but it kinda broke away from your request. Because i felt not confident enough to give you one of them, i decided to fix up the fic, and give you both :,DDD. hoping it’ll compensate eachother. I hope you enjoy it and prayers for you to have a good holiday

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Krampus! Obito and Santa! Kakashi : Here’s a high-resolution version of it : https://sta.sh/01dbhjqtxgbh

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The Fanfic

Crybabyanbu’s request :  any kind of ANBU shenanigans or spending holidays away from home. 

i end up combining both lol. because im an indecisive fuck.

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Obito peeked at the owner of the small house as the man greeted the courier. Quietly he stood in the dinner room where the man had already prepared a meal for his own. The man finally hold the gift handed by the courier and closed his door, a gift from yours truly.

The gift is nothing more than a small packet, a contrast to the mountains of giant, ostentatious parcels left untended by his living room. Which prompted Obito to cross his fingers if the man would even open it or simply toss it aside. Obito had chosen the most sentimental looking wrapper and even a greeting card, much to Kakashi’s chagrin. Staring at the man full of anticipation through the door sills.

The man finally opened his present, his dull eyes cracked as he sees the framed picture inside it, and that look scratches Obito’s twisted little sense of humor.  He tears open the envelope containing Obito’s greeting card, adding more bewilderment to his face as he reads it. The man whips his head left and right to see his surrouding, looks like that is Obito’s que.

“who!?-“

Slowly and dramatically, he walks into the man’s hindsight.

“Not liking your gift, Ikezawa-san? Oh yeah, it’s Kenzo Keito now huh?

The man, Ikezawa Shiru, bulged his eyes like deer in the headlights, seemingly with questions he’s supposed to ask, but withheld it. His hands about to form a seal

“Mokuton!”

               A whirlwind of wood engulfed the man before he finished the seal, clenching him tight

               “Ugh!���  

               Obito creeps towards the trapped man. Still with his attempt to look imposingly haunting. the room’s shadow still cloaking his figure with the air of mystery he basked in.

               “What do you want!? I could give you anything! Just let me go!” He blurted so fast Obito barely could understand what he was saying

               “You want me to let you go? I for one, want to spend the holiday week back home. Probably almost as much your friends in the picture want to spend it …alive.. But no, I’m stuck in this dirty little traitor’s hovel. And those people are murdered by you. So you see, you cant always get what you want, even if it’s Christmas.”

his glowing sharingan behind his ANBU mask and his uniform that is covered in black soot possibly from his unsanctioned entrance. There’s no more question on from where and why Obito came

“L-Listen, Anbu.  You might’ve think what you are doing is right just like how I am back when I was a konoha ninja.. but have you ever wonder about the consequences of the missions your Hokage put you through?”

Obito crosses is arms, letting the man finish

“You are nothing more than a tool to do the bidding for the daimyo court, a tool for their exchange of favor, people who’ll let a village burn just to stay in power.”

“How does being an information broker better?”

“At least I could use the money they gave me to do …w-what I believed in.” the man faltered at his ambiguous last words. “Could you say the same?”

Obito didn’t press on the man’s unsure tone despite his curiosity, he picks up the frame the man had dropped from his urgency, showing it to his face. “Even with the cost of their lives?”

The man just paused, he gazed almost sullenly at the photo. it was taken back in his younger days with his three comrades that tried to stop him when he went rogue. When they pick up some his tendency to leave Konoha, they tried to reason with him, one even threatened to report to the Generals. One night he decided to assassinate them all in their sleep. Just to buy himself sometime as he escaped Konoha. Those three murder becomes the foundation to his ambitions, and the hundreds of lives lost because of his information leak only adds to that. And he’s not even sure when is a price would go to high, just so he could stay as himself

“I-“

A Kunai jabbed at his forehead, giving him an instant death.

Obito just turns his head, “I wasn’t finished”

Kakashi looks unimpressed at all, Obito could feel it behind his mask. “You talked to him long enough, Obito.”

The wood trapped him shrinks down releasing the limp body to fall hard to the floor

“Talking too much like a drama villain could be the end of you. I wouldn’t be here forever to babysit your clumsy behind.” Kakashi continued

“You’re the one who always getting your ass saved by me, you pompous fuck.”

Obito crouches down and pulls out the kunai of the man’s forehead. Giving it to Kakashi without looking at him. He stood up, avoiding the pool of red gushing bigger and bigger on the varnished floor.

Kakashi looked at Obito almost knowingly, “He has the same reason as any traitors we have hunted down before. Why do you keep doing this?”

“I don’t know, after weeks of tracking a guy down, maybe I want a story, a good insight why someone turned out like this”

“Does it matter? We all have such struggles and it all boils down in the choice of succumbing to it or not.” Kakashi just sighs, “and we have no way of finding out he is telling the truth anyway.”

After he closed the man’s eyelids, Obito just looked at Kakashi with utter disapproval. Obito always see Kakashi as someone who perceived the world in black and white, succumb or not, true or false, it’s always been that way since they were children, only getting less insufferable thanks to Obito’s influence, whether Kakashi’s would want to admit it or not. Kakashi might be Konoha’s most overrated brightest bulb, second only to the sun, but he has the emotional capacity of a carcass. Obito always noted that maybe that’s why he’s so good at being a ninja, a job that degrades one’s sense of self day after day.

For Obito, he needed to give some kind of tribunal to those he’ll come to assassinate, the context of their crimes. Just so he doesn’t feel their crimes, their deaths, and his own endeavors meaningless. In contrast to Kakashi who felt their stories are just a weight to one’s conscience and a potential jam to his systemic mindset. Obito felt utterly uncomfortable being a small gear to a monstrous machine of the shinobi system.

Obito couldn’t help to wonder if the man was true, if his mutiny is his attempt to follow the greater truth. But it doesn’t matter to him, he murdered the people who trusted him and that’s a step too far for Obito because he always operated under one rule of thumb : never betray a friend. A rule Kakashi finds too simplistic and could break in thousands of situations. but Obito knows Kakashi agrees with it in the most essential level, because he hold loyalty in such a high degree. Judging from Kakashi’s view of life and society.

Kakashi has this mindset that almost reminds Obito of Madara, both see humanity as inherently violent with a natural tendency to infringe in each other’s rights. The difference is Kakashi believed the cure to this is societal order, to intermingle one’s right with other’s duty and vice versa. Madara however, believed there is a salvation for this, the Utopia of infinite Tsukuyomi. To finally abandon all the oppressive quality of reality and redefining it . Both mindset favors loyalty to the cause they pursue.

Obito finally snaps back from his tangent thought. to see Kakashi pondering hard and checking his surroundings in how to erase their trail so the investigation wouldn’t lead to an international feud against the land of lightning. Kakashi would never trust Obito enough to help out, obito would only muck up everything with obvious clues the asshole said.

Obito’s eyes just wandered to the abundance of gifts and parcels the man received, probably thank you from the kumogakure higher ups for his well-informed intel of Konoha’s garrison or maybe a welcome gift from his mutiny against Konoha, Obito couldn’t be too sure. Such a waste Obito thought, even if the guy is alive he’ll never be able to finish it all.

Then an idea pops into his head.

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“We’ve rang the bell five times already! Is anyone even there?” Obito fretted

“Calm down” Kakashi said behind him

The two young Anbu have transformed into two old men. Staring intently at Obito’s clones who he turned into old ladies . Standing idly to what Kakashi said is an orphanage they found two miles from the land of lightning border.

“Is this place is even an orphanage!? Maybe you’ve chosen the wrong place, smartass!”

“Just send another old lady to read the giant sign over there.” Kakashi answered reluctantly.

“Is it even operational!?”

You’d think the bright lights by the window would give out an obvious clue to Obito, but Kakashi knows Obito is just being voicing his antsy mood. he’s always loose his patience easily when something excites him so

“Maybe they’re busy. It’s a special night after all… maybe they’re singing or-”

Then suddenly one of Obito’s clones does a mokuton to the door

BANG!

“What gives!?” Obito half yelled. Kakashi’s eyes just pops out.

The clones disappeared out of the fear. Obito whispered “Cowards!”

“So is your big idea of generous gifts also comes with vandalism?”

“I didn’t know they’ll do that!” Obito’s clones shares Obito’s impatience yet not the teaspoon of self-control he has. “The door seemed okay..”

Finally, an old lady emerged from the orphanage door. To see the mysterious abundance ofparcels and a fat brown envelope sitting by the welcome mat. After begging Kakashi to pilfer the over-abundant of gifts the man has. Kakashi helped Obito choose the things that couldn’t be easily tracked down, because Obito basically wanted to strip the house bare to be gifts.

Kids comes along behind the old lady, who was tentative of the gifts at first but finally gives in as the kids were manic with enthusiasm to raid it all.

“I hope it’s enough.” Obito sighs

Judging by the look the old woman gave after she opened the large envelope. Kakashi smiles, he quite sure it’s enough

After seeing the joyful little crowd in front of the orphanage The two decided to walk back to the alleyway and transformed back to their cloaked figure

“Satisfied?” Kakashi asked

“Yup” very much. Even though the two of them ruined their target, Ikezawa, Christmas for good, at least he didn’t let his earnings go to waste. And For obito he finally got the the good ending for his holiday ruining mission.

Obito remembers why he didn’t choose champion Madara’s cause, choosing the world where Rin died so cruelly and tragically as the reality. It’s basically boils down to his rule of thumb, his loyalty to the real things that he felt like not the idea of a grand “what-if” like Ikezawa did, at least that’s what he believe Rin fought for. With that rule of thumb as his foundation he believes he won’t question the tiniest good deeds he’ll able to wrangle from his grinding life-style. It’ll be a real reward.

“I think one day we should come back here and educate them precautions in taking in gifts” Kakashi added

“What do you mean?”

“Not everyone has well intentions when they left gifts by your door, what if we were to lace them with poision? It’ll be too easy when they are so trusting with anonymous gifts.”

“Who’ll benefit in doing that to orphans!?”

“You’ll never know” Kakashi mused.  

Great

knowing full well where Obito’s mind would head to , Kakashi added. “And relax, those parcels are safe, if they were poisoned I would’ve smelled it.”

Yeah, but there’s an unnecessary 1% chance that’ll bother Obito for the rest of their journey. Kakashi is such an asshole.

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I’m sorry if there’s a spelling error/weird grammar. I double checked, but sometimes i just missed things repeatedly :,DD. i hope you’re having a fun holiday!

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inc. au

Arsé-kun: “I told you, I was merely on a walk!” exclaimed the gentleman, hitting the floorboard with his cane. “Sure, I "stuck it” in one, but it’s what I do. Je ne sais pas, however, what happened. I am going to take a look for you, Monsieur.“ A pause. "Y-yes, I fully intend to return home. One a day, I know my limits. Je suis éclaté, after all.” Without another word, the red-clad gentleman took his leave.

Before long, his silhouette was outlined by the raging flames in front of him. He did not seem fazed by the heat- Instead, he leaned forwards into one. Had he been human, he would have burnt instantly. This not being the case, this slight motion forward granted him a better view of the wreckage. Upon a first glance, he saw nothing of note. Knowing better than to quit now, he took another, slower look around before spotting a strange dark spot in the distance. Having caught his curiosity, he approached.

Realizing the spot was moving ever so slightly, his pace quickened. Once he was at the side of it, he bent down to investigate. A light poke with his cane was met with a weak cough and a whine. Nearly dropping his cane, he realized it was a curled up child, and immediately pulled them into his arms. He was once again startled when he spotted marks on their skin. Ink black stripes, that seemed to waver in the heat.

He was momentarily unable to find words, transfixed by the stripes until another cough from the child reminded him of the urgency of the situation. Very carefully picking them up, he softly muttered “Je vais vous aider… I am going to help you. Do not worry, young one. I will let nothing more harm you.” He stood up, and narrowed his eyes at the flames in his way. As if scared, the flames moved away, making a path to walk through. Once through, the flames returned to their previous place. By the time they naturally extinguished, the pair was long gone. ~~~~ Sheepy: Sheepy: *it takes his senses a moment to adjust to the new environment upon waking up. he was silent for a moment, needing time to summon his voice, and finally spoke.* give… give it b-back… you… you didn’t… … … Arsé-kun: Lupin: *From across the room, he only says one thing to make his presence known.* Eh? Sheepy: Sheepy:……huh? *he slowly begins to sit up, and then notices Arsene. He locks eyes on him.* you’re not… where is this…?? … Who are you? …and what?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I am not one you would know, and I apologize for bringing you to my dwelling. I found you, abandoned in a forest fire. *he tips his hat* And you may refer to me as Monsieur Lupin. *he leans forward a bit* And what is your name, if I may inquire? Sheepy: Sheepy:…uh… … name…? … he… uh… … Sheepy: Sheepy:…I don’t remember… Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he tilts his head* Hm? It is possible it may only be a temporary fit of forgetfulness. Je ne sais pas, I will admit. Is there anything you do recall..? Sheepy: Sheepy: …um… I.. made a deal with s-someone… but he didn’t keep his promise. So he took them from me…. Arsé-kun: Lupin: What? Took what..? *he leans forward a bit more* Sheepy: Sheepy:…uh, my memories… most of them… it’s really hazy trying to remember much… Arsé-kun: Lupin: This certainly is a predicament, mon amie. I will offer you any assistance I can give. Sheepy: Sheepy:…Oh, uh… thank you. Sheepy: Sheepy:…Did my arms burn? *he seems pretty confused about the markings on his arms* …They weren’t like this before… Arsé-kun: Lupin: … These are new..? But that’s… *he shakes his head* Let us assume those markings are new, and not from the burns. Sheepy: Sheepy: I didn’t have them, no. Sheepy: Sheepy: I didn’t have anything like this. Arsé-kun: Lupin: … There is no easy way to explain this, I apologize. *he bows, and stands straight up.* Are you aware of what an Incubi is? Sheepy: Sheepy:…uhhh… the name rings a bell. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Simpler, then. Vampire? Sheepy: Sheepy: ….oh, I’ve heard of Vampires. Arsé-kun: Lupin: It is very similar. And you, I’m afraid, seem to have joined their ranks. Sheepy: Sheepy: Eh…??? B-but!! They’re bad! They… they come… and if you’re bad… they’ll drain your blood… and you’ll die… Arsé-kun: Lupin: This is fairly accurate. However, you are not a Vampire, mon amie. You are an Incubus, which does not partake in the same… *ahem* activities. Sheepy: Sheepy: they don’t drink blood?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: We may. It is not the method of choice by most. It is dirty and not at all tasteful. Sheepy: Sheepy:… … There’s an alternative? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Only a few. Some are only for very specific types of Incubi. The main method… Hm, hm, I’m going to assume you are too young to know. Sheepy: Sheepy:??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he makes a dirty hand gesture, one which requires both hands* Sheepy: Sheepy:…??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he sighs* Sex. Sheepy: Sheepy: … *he stares for a bit before it clicks in* … but I… I don’t want to Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Then, we may have a problem. I may be able to share energy with you, but you’ll need to learn eventually. Sheepy: Sheepy: It’s really gross sounding a-and girls and boys are really gross Arsé-kun: Lupin: Sérieux? Sheepy: Sheepy:???? Sheepy: Sheepy: What does that mean? Arsé-kun: Lupin: … My apologies, I oft find myself slipping into my native tongue. I merely asked “Seriously?” Sheepy: Sheepy:..I’m not… not interested in anyone like that… and if I’m not interested… i-it’s not nice to… uhhh… Sheepy: Sheepy: get involved with someone who I’m not interested in… Arsé-kun: Lupin: We shall see. One’s feelings often change upon the transformation. Sheepy: Sheepy: W-wait…. we?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he bows his head down.* Oui. *he looks back up at the sheep, and his face is covered with the same stripes as the ones Sheepy is decorated with* Call it luck that a fellow Incubi happened upon you. Sheepy: Sheepy:??? does that mean you know how to get me back to normal? Arsé-kun: Lupin: This is normalcy now. At least, until you recall what occurred to you. Sheepy: Sheepy: it… it is? it doesn’t feel normal… Arsé-kun: Lupin: It may take time to get used to. Sheepy: Sheepy:…is it normal for people to get turned into incubi? Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. Non. Most definitely not. Sheepy: Sheepy:…Oh… Sheepy: Sheepy: It’d be nice if I could remember his name… Arsé-kun: Lupin: We.. We will work on your memory as we go, I suppose.. *he adjusts his coat as he’s speaking* Sheepy: Sheepy: Th-thank you!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: It would be my pleasure. Sheepy: Sheepy: I just hope that it won’t inconvenience you. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Most certainly not. I would not mind assisting you in getting back onto your feet. Sheepy: Sheepy: I’m glad… uhh… I don’t see how I can make myself useful, though… Sheepy: Sheepy: I apologize … I don’t have any money or goods. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he waves his hand* That is quite alright. I can easily spare you some. Sheepy: Sheepy: N-no! I can’t accept that…!! I’ll feel… really bad…. Sheepy: Sheepy: Like a freeloader. Arsé-kun: Lupin: It’s only until you can manage on your own..! I am not one to toss someone out..! Sheepy: Sheepy: But if… uh… if I don’t do something of use to you in exchange… it won’t feel right… Arsé-kun: Lupin: We will find something. I assure you, whatever it is will not harm you. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay.. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he stifles a yawn with his free hand* I hope you do not mind, but I am inclined to turn in for a while. You may look around all you’d like. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay… Arsé-kun: Lupin: And as a word of warning, do not tell the spirit he can’t be a bird. Sheepy: Sheepy:…Spirit? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oui. Sheepy: Sheepy:…Where??? Sheepy: *Lupin’s hat is knocked off his head* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Tom, mon amie, must you do such things? Sheepy: Tom: yesyesyes i dooo Sheepy: Tom: who’s this??? who’s this??? im tooooommm Sheepy: Tom: and i want to be Sheepy: Tom:……… Arsé-kun: Lupin: .. Of course. *he picks up and dusts off his hat* … We have not decided on a name for you, have we? Sheepy: Tom: a bird, but not a seagull, because they poop on everythiiiing and they provide nothing to humanity except for disease and poop Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, uh, no… we haven’t. Sheepy: Tom: he doesnt have a name? Sheepy: Tom: thats ok he can be tom too Sheepy: Tom: you can too if you want to lupin Arsé-kun: Lupin: No, thank you. Sheepy: Tom: ok Sheepy: Sheepy:…I can’t think of anything, um.. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he yawns again* We can think of a name at a better hour. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay! Sheepy: Tom: oh… im interrupting something Arsé-kun: Lupin: Non, non, you are fine. Sheepy: Tom: just mention me and ill be there to help. dont worry lupin. everything is ok as long as birds. Sheepy: Tom: oh. im not? Sheepy: Tom: im fine??? Sheepy: Tom: still. ill leave you to this. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he nods* Sheepy: *where did tom goooo* Arsé-kun: *HE IS GONE.* Sheepy: Sheepy:….???? Sheepy: Sheepy: W-well, uh, good night, Mr. Lupin! Sweet dreams! Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he just gives Sheepy a tired smile, nods, and heads out. So now the sheep is Alone. What do?* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he decides to investigate the room. he finds some of the objects there of interest, but decides not to question their existence in the room.* Arsé-kun: *QUESTION IT, SMALL SHEEP.* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he questions it* Arsé-kun: *It doesn’t answer. I have no idea what you expected.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Hmm… tough suspect.. Arsé-kun: *Okay, it looks like a fancy knife, though. What is something like that doing out in the open? It is a mystery.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Wow.. he must be a knife connoisseur. Sheepy: Sheepy:…well, to each is their own. Sheepy: *he finishes his exploration of the room but decides not to explore outside of that room until Lupin is awake* Arsé-kun: *That means he’s gonna be staying put for a while. What do?* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he decides to spend his time by trying to remember exactly what happened, along with doodling on any scraps on paper he can find. good way to use your time friendo* Arsé-kun: *And how does that go?* Sheepy: *he remembers that art is hard and sleeping to escape the suffering that is art is more fun.* Arsé-kun: *about 8 hours later..* Sheepy: Sheepy: *better go and find Lupin* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he’s a room over, reading the paper. he lowers it when he notices Sheepy* Ah, good morning. Sheepy: Sheepy: Good morning!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: How do you feel? *he puts the paper down* Sheepy: Sheepy: Much better than yesterday. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Good! Any luck with your recollections? Sheepy: Sheepy: Uh… not really… Arsé-kun: Lupin: Hm… Well, do not worry! It has only been a few hours! Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah… that’s true.. Sheepy: Sheepy: I… uhh.. noticed that you like knives. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Tis better than collecting something you can’t defend yourself with. Arsé-kun: Lupin: As well, it has made would-be thieves reconsider their actions on multiple occasions. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh.. that’s..uh..true… but.. I don’t really ever remember.. placing an importance on self-protection… … Arsé-kun: Lupin: As if you remember anything at all, little sheep. Sheepy: Sheepy: I remember being cheated… Arsé-kun: Lupin: It is a start. Sheepy: Sheepy:…Umm, are you living all by yourself…? I haven’t noticed anyone else… Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. I have Tom, and occasional.. Erm.. ​Visitors​, but that’s about it. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh…!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: That matters not. Here is what does matter: Aren’t you hungry? Sheepy: Sheepy: But I thought you said.. uh… . and I don’t want t-to.. … … Arsé-kun: Lupin: Well, yes, I did say that. I am not going to subject you to that immediately, though. That would be cruel. Sheepy: Sheepy: There’s alternatives… oh… I remember you saying that… Sheepy: Sheepy: Thank you for not subjecting me to that..!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: That’s right. Unfortunately, I brushed up on the subject.. Most of those variations are far too rare to be the case… Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh… Sheepy: Sheepy: Well, thank you for checking…!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Quite welcome. Oh, are you going to stay standing? Here, take a seat. *he pushes the chair next to him out* Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh…! Thank you! *he takes a seat in the chair* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he gives the newspaper a curious look* Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh… whoever likes this likes writing about the events of the world!! I wonder why… Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he shrugs* Who knows. *he puts a hand on Sheepy’s shoulder* Arsé-kun: *Sheepy feels a sudden jolt of energy, which goes away just as quickly as it started* Sheepy: Sheepy: ????? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Like I said, I wasn’t going to force you to do anything. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh…! That’s what that was…!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. I can feed for myself again later. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay… Arsé-kun: Lupin: … *he seems a bit tired* More importantly, I’m going to start teaching you the basics of Vamping. *he reaches for his cane and stands up* Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay… Arsé-kun: Lupin: Eh? Just “okay”? Sheepy: Sheepy: Umm.. wait, do you mean…??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Not feeding, no. How to hide yourself, how to control any abilities you may have. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, okay. That’s fine. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Let’s start with the easiest. *he waves a hand over his face. his stripes appear. he does it again and they disappear* Sheepy: Sheepy: *He blinks, obviously confused. whaaat* Sheepy: Sheepy: Where did they go?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Your stripes, mon amie, can appear and disappear at will. You may also control them. *they come back again* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he slowly copies Lupin’s example* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oh! You learn quickly! Very good! Sheepy: Sheey: Thank you. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *something catches his attention by Sheepy’s hand* Sheepy: Sheepy: ? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Merely curious about your ring, is all Sheepy: Sheepy: This…? *he looks at the ring* oh, uh… I don’t know anything about it… sorry. Arsé-kun: Lupin: ….. ……….. I, I will take a better look at it later.. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Fine by me! Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he leans back* The next one may take some time. Sheepy: Sheepy: What’s the next one? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he starts removing his jacket* How do you think you would feel in the air? Sheepy: Sheepy: In… in the air? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. Sheepy: Sheepy: Umm.. I don’t know… Arsé-kun: Lupin: I suppose we’ll have to find out. Sheepy: Sheepy: How?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Well, we can wait for Tom to visit. Or I can push you off the roof Sheepy: Sheepy: I.. I don’t really like that second one. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Me, neither. But it worked for me. Sheepy: Sheepy: Your parents pushed you off a roof? Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Let’s not discuss this topic. Sheepy: Sheepy: …Isn’t that illegal?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Implying Incubi are covered by law? Sheepy: Sheepy: …they don’t have laws??? Why not?? Sheepy: Sheepy: That sounds.. uh.. kinda dangerous. Arsé-kun: Lupin: There are. Just not publicly known. Don’t worry- Most of them are common sense. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh.. okay. Sheepy: Sheepy: But… then… if they aren’t known, how do you follow them? Arsé-kun: Lupin: They are, but only by some people. Once again, common sense. Sheepy: Sheepy: But.. how do most people follow them, then??? Sheepy: Sheepy: Is it just like… it’s morally wrong to hurt someone, so you don’t do it? Arsé-kun: Lupin: … That is not a good example, but yes. Sheepy: Sheepy: Why isn’t it??? Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Please stop asking so many questions. Sheepy: Sheepy: … .. uh, when did you want to do that… thing… seeing how I feel about being in the air?? When that ghost guy comes…? Sheepy: *speaking of ‘ghost guy’, something that isn’t fragile falls over* Arsé-kun: *there he is* Sheepy: Tom: hi there. did you need me? did you want some fun bird facts? Sheepy: Tom: alright. Sheepy: Tom: did you know that chickens are the most common species of bird? Sheepy: Tom: did you know that penguins are the only birds that can swim? Arsé-kun: Lupin: That’s… That’s great, Tom. I did need you, though. Sheepy: Tom: did you know that kiwis are almost completely blind? Sheepy: Tom: oh. you did? but not for bird facts?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he explains* Sheepy: Tom: oh. Sheepy: Tom: so throw him off a roof gently. Arsé-kun: Lupin: First of all, how do you do that “gently” and don’t answer that. Sheepy: Tom: let him gently descend into the depths of hell. Sheepy: Tom: … Sheepy: Tom: er. Sheepy: Tom: …. let him gently descend??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: You’re hilarious. Sheepy: Tom: oh. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Just pick him up. Sheepy: Tom: ok. … *he picks up Sheepy, who reacts by immediately trying to get back on the ground. nopenopenope* Sheepy: Tom: do not worry. i only intentionally drop things. i dont unintentionally drop things. Sheepy: Tom: can i offer you some fun bird facts in these trying times? Sheepy: Tom: a group of chickens is not called a flock, but rather a peep. Sheepy: Tom: a group of birds is a flock, but most birds have specific group names for their species. geese have four different names depending on where they are, and ducks have three. Sheepy: Tom: some types of birds even have multiple names for their groups without being in different locations. such as there being a colony of penguins, but also a pride of penguins. isn’t this incredibly interesting? Sheepy: Sheepy: *he’s stopped flailing around to listen to Tom. for once, Tom’s rambling has helped* Sheepy: Tom: but do not be mistaken. platypi are not birds. they also don’t have a collective name because they are solitary creatures, and generally do not form groups. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Then what is a group of crows- Oh, I am late. Go on. Sheepy: Tom: … Sheepy: Tom: …. Sheepy: Tom: ​The way I DIED. Sheepy: Tom: aren’t these facts fun? hahaha! Sheepy: Sheepy: You.. died to a group of crows? Arsé-kun: Lupin: ? Sheepy: Tom: … Sheepy: Tom: its a murder Sheepy: Tom: do you want to know any more fun bird facts Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Ah. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he now looks uneasy* Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Sure, Tom. Sheepy: Tom: did you know that the trait of laying brown eggs and the trait of red ear lobes are connected in chickens Arsé-kun: Lupin: Amazing. Sheepy: Tom: the first bird domesticated by humans were geese Arsé-kun: Lupin: Why are they such jerks? Sheepy: Tom: geese? Sheepy: Tom: So what’s so bad about the goose? First off, they are mean. They would rip your face off of your skull and do the Mexican hat dance on it if given the chance to. Sheepy: Tom: geese are territorial birds and see you as a lower being. if you make a lot of ruckus, such as car honking, theyll believe youre the alpha male and will follow you around rather than going after you. it really depends on who they see as an alpha male. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he looks to Sheepy* This isn’t too bad, is it? Sheepy: Sheepy: n-no, but… I doubt this is how it’s going to be like… Arsé-kun: Lupin: It isn’t too far off. Sheepy: Tom: from my experience its not too bad not having your feet on the ground but then again im a ghost Sheepy: Tom: i go through walls Sheepy: Tom: and dont feel pain Sheepy: Tom: like if you stabbed me i wouldnt feel anything Sheepy: Tom: because why would you stab a ghost Sheepy: Tom: thats stupid Sheepy: Tom: that being said Sheepy: Tom: im usually in your house somewhere Sheepy: Tom: because there are some children who are troublemakers and like chasing me around with a weapon that actually hurts to be hit by Arsé-kun: Lupin: As long as it isn’t the closet- Ugh. Must I tell them off for you? Sheepy: Tom: i doubt youll get anywhere Sheepy: Tom: but i havent done anything about it because i could probably throw them pretty far but i dont want their parents or something to catch wind of that Sheepy: Tom: i hide in things i find cute. like that lamp. that lamp is cute. have you noticed that sometimes it flickers? thats me. its not the bulb. sorry. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I was wondering about that. Sheepy: Tom: oh. Sheepy: Tom: is this enough, or should i keep holding him Arsé-kun: Lupin: That is enough. Sheepy: Tom: *he drops Sheepy* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Couldn’t just put him down? Sheepy: Sheepy: so.. is that all I’m going to have to do with that??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Well, no. But some people just cannot be in the air. Sheepy: Sheepy: What do you mean? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Airsick. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Well I don’t think I am… Arsé-kun: Lupin: We’d know if you had been. So, I’d say you passed that. Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah… Arsé-kun: Lupin: .. And do not worry. I would not have you thrown off a roof, for any reason. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh.. that’s good… I thought you were being serious. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Non. Sheepy: Sheepy: Haha.. well, you got me, then. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Hmhm. *he tosses his jacket aside (finally) and sprouts his wings. he then turns so Sheepy can get a better look* Sheepy: Sheepy: ????? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Why else would I ask about the air? We can fly. Sheepy: Sheepy: We can…??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. Sheepy: Sheepy: …how??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *one flap, two flap, into the air* Sheepy: Sheepy: ???? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he comes back down, and folds his huge fukin wings* Tis not too hard, after practicing. Sheepy: Sheepy: But where did they come from? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Much like the stripes, they can be hidden at will. I’m not going to make you pull yours out- It just happens. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he just stares. he doesn’t get it* Sheepy: Sheepy: So I just… will them to appear…? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. I apologize if I am not explaining clearly. This is my first time teaching such.. Sheepy: Sheepy: It’s okay! Sheepy: Sheepy: I guess I should try, now, uh… Sheepy: Sheepy: *it takes him some time, but he does get them to appear. good job buddy* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he’s genuinely impressed* Sheepy: Sheepy: Um… so I do that.. and then… Sheepy: Sheepy: ..uhhh… Sheepy: Sheepy: …I don’t know how to move them Arsé-kun: Lupin: Try shrugging your shoulders. See if they do anything. Sheepy: Sheepy: ..So you fly by aggressively shrugging your shoulders? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he laughs* Well, no. That isn’t too far off, though..! Sheepy: Sheepy: That’s good. It’d be really uncomfortable… Arsé-kun: Lupin: That would be positively absurd. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he uses big words that sound fancy so he must be someone not to mess with* Arsé-kun: Lupin: .. And we still have not come up with a name for you. Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah, that’s true… umm.. I don’t have any ideas, though… Sheepy: Sheepy: Sorry.. Arsé-kun: Lupin: The only thing that comes to mind whenever I want to address you is “Sheep”, unfortunately. That is not a proper name. Sheepy: Sheepy: I look like a sheep??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: In my humble opinion, yes. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh… I didn’t know because I haven’t looked in the mirror as of yet. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oh! *he fetches a mirror* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he looks in the mirror* Wow! I look suspiciously like that chair in the background, haha! Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Take the ring off first, Sheepy. Sheepy: Sheepy:??? Okay… *he takes it off* Sheepy: Sheepy:….Oh! There I am! Sheepy: Sheepy:…Looking at this face in the mirror… it doesn’t feel quite right… but I guess that’s me… Sheepy: Sheepy: … Wait a second, how did you know that this ring… did that? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I was hoping you weren’t actually a chair- Hm? Sheepy: Sheepy: Umm… what do you know about it…??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: … A fair bit more than I should. No, I do not have one. No, they have nothing to do with being an Incubus, and no. Sheepy: Sheepy: Then where do they come from??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: May we discuss this later? It may not even be yours to begin with. Sheepy: Sheepy: I stole it?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Like I said, I do not know. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Okay. We don’t have to discuss it now. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he puts his wings away and picks up his coat* I will be back in a few hours. You may explore any room you wish, just do not leave. For your safety, I mean. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Arsé-kun: *Lupin heads out* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he watches him leave and decides to look for something that will jog his memory* Sheepy: Sheepy: It’s tempting to go outside but I don’t know what’s out there. Sheepy: Sheepy: Maybe nothing of danger but he’s testing me. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he decides just to wait it out…* Arsé-kun: *Lupin does indeed return a few hours later, and he announces his return by gracefully slamming into the door trying to keep his balance* Sheepy: Sheepy: A-Are you okay?! *he goes over to help support Lupin as best as he can* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Y-yes, mostly. I need to stop looking out of the elevator window. *he realizes what he said and promptly shuts up* Sheepy: Sheepy: There’s an elevator??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. After I, er, recover, I’ll show you. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Arsé-kun: *so about an hour later, Lupin brings Sheepy out into the hallway.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Wow. It’s an apartment! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oui. Sheepy: Sheepy: What floor are we on??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. 7th. Sheepy: Sheepy: Wow! So high up! Arsé-kun: Lupin: It goes higher up, if you’d like to see. Sheepy: Sheepy: Umm… not particularly, no. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Very well. The elevator is at the end of this hall. I do not mind going down in it, so if you want to explore, you may. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay! Sheepy: Sheepy: But what’s the dangerous thing?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Eh? Sheepy: Sheepy: You said it’s dangerous to go out alone. Arsé-kun: Lupin: After what happened to you, I was merely being cautious. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Arsé-kun: *so they go down i guess? idk man* Sheepy: Sheepy: Wow! It looks really nice!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he nods in agreement* Sheepy: Sheepy: You lead!! I don’t know what’s around so I don’t know what to look at! Arsé-kun: Lupin: That’s me leading you around, not exploring. Sheepy: Sheepy: There’s a difference? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. Sheepy: Sheepy: But if it’s dangerous to be alone, how do I explore? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I won’t be far, I can assure you. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay… Sheepy: Sheepy: *he goes to explore, yaaay* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *and he collapses onto a nearby sofa. fuck this* Sheepy: *Unfortunately his rest is interrupted by Izzy sitting on him* Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. Must you? Sheepy: Izzy: Hi there! It looked like you weren’t gonna reply to anything else, so I tried this. Sheepy: Izzy: But I’ve got a question~ Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oui, Mademoiselle. Sheepy: Izzy: Where’s the best place to put a missing child poster? You’re smart. You should know this. Arsé-kun: Lupin: If the next words out of your mouth are “He looks like a sheep”, I’m going to strangle a hooker. Get off of me, please. Sheepy: Izzy: *she moves* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Mademoiselle, there is something very fishy afoot. I would go into detail, but there is a high likelihood we would be caught mid-explanation. Sheepy: Izzy: Ohh. Hmm… well, you can explain later, right? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Most certainly, to you or… Him. Sheepy: Izzy: Him? Oh, you know about the missing kid? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I was referring to the Monsieur, but yes. Sheepy: Izzy: Oh! Thanny! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oui. Sheepy: Izzy: He looked like he needed a break from me so I decided to come bother you instead. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Thanks a million. Sheepy: Izzy: I only bother friends … Arsé-kun: Lupin: I am aware. I apologize, I’m in a bit of a mood. Sheepy: Izzy: What’s bothering you? Sheepy: Izzy: I can strangle whoever it is for you! Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. We’ve covered the matter before. Your response was to throw me onto a mountain for “therapy”. Sheepy: Izzy: Ohh… thaaatt… Sheepy: Izzy:…Wait a second!! I threw you off a mountain? Sheepy: Izzy: That’s awesome! Arsé-kun: Lupin: No, you threatened to. Sheepy: Izzy: But! Hey!! I’ll try to do something about it~ Sheepy: Izzy: *she raises her voice* Gee they should add opaque walls to the elevator or someone is gonna get strangled Sheepy: Izzy: *she lowers her voice* Sheepy: Izzy: But, don’t worry! I don’t think you’re wimpy because of it. Sheepy: Izzy: You’re brave, because you actually face what you fear. Most people wouldn’t do it. Arsé-kun: Lupin: … I…. Thank you. Sheepy: Izzy: Whenever you feel bad about it, just remember that bravery isn’t not being scared. It’s being able to face your fears. Sheepy: Izzy: Does that make you feel better?? I hope so. I can’t think of any other motivational things. Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Actually, yes. Sheepy: Izzy: I’m glad! Sheepy: Izzy: But, look, if you need help with that, I’m here. I don’t have much to do with my time anyway. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he nods* Sheepy: Sheepy: Mr. Lupin! I’m baaack! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oh! And how did it go? *he quickly stands up, partially blocking Izzy from view* Sheepy: Sheepy: I had fun!! I think I’m starting to understand the geography now! Sheepy: Izzy: you’re a dad???? Sheepy: Izzy:???????? Arsé-kun: Lupin: That’s good, that’s good- N-No! Sheepy: Izzy: he’s adorable… hello small child. I’m your mom now and you don’t have a choice in this matter Arsé-kun: Lupin: Mademoiselle, please. He is not my child. Sheepy: Izzy: Ohh. Okay. That means he might actually have a mom then. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. We do not know, though. Sheepy: Izzy: Huh. Weird. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Ah, I’m sorry I ignored you. This is one of my… Er.. Bosses, lets say. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh… Sheepy: Izzy: He’s rad. He’s also a nerd his existence makes me want to give him a noogie Arsé-kun: Lupin: M-mademoiselle..! Sheepy: Izzy: Huh? Sheepy: Izzy: Am I being too informal?? Sheepy: Izzy: Okay. Lemme try to be more formal. Sheepy: Izzy: *she mimics Thanny’s voice badly* you’re fired grumble grumble paycheck grumble project grumble Sheepy: Izzy: Is that better? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Not exactly. Sheepy: Izzy: I tried. Sheepy: Sheepy: She’s your boss? Okay.. Arsé-kun: Lupin: One of two, yes. Sheepy: Sheepy: ohh. Sheepy: Izzy: Lupin, we should race RC cars later Arsé-kun: Lupin: And you call me the nerd? Sheepy: Izzy: yeah you’re a nerd Arsé-kun: Lupin: .. Thanks. Sheepy: Izzy: Like when they show people being shoved into lockers for being a nerd, the victims call upon you to bring dowm justice because you’re the giga nerd Sheepy: Sheepy: *he is lost already* Arsé-kun: Lupin: If you do not mind, Mademoiselle, I think I am going to return upstairs. Sheepy, you may come if you wish. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay! Sheepy: Izzy: See you later, man. Sheepy: Izzy: I might drop by later 'cause I’ve got a job for you. Sheepy: Izzy: Don’t worry. It’s easy. Sheepy: Izzy:…At least, for you. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I understand. Sheepy: Izzy: GREAT! Great! Sheepy: Izzy: *there she goes. goodbye izzy* Sheepy: Sheepy: … She’s weird. Arsé-kun: Lupin: M-hm. Sheepy: Sheepy: …What kinda job do you have that has you working for her??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Later. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he gets up, and heads for the elevator* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he follows* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *open sesame, elevator* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he enters the elevator. the windows are still so cool, wooow* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he presses the button and faces away from the window, concentrating on the elevator door* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he doesn’t even notice that Lupin isn’t looking out. scenery is more important right* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *and now we wait* Arsé-kun: *1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, wait, what* Sheepy: Sheepy: …eh? Sheepy: Sheepy: …We’ve been going for a while… haven’t we…? Arsé-kun: Lupin: ….. Oh, not this again.. Sheepy: Sheepy: ? Arsé-kun: Lupin: .. It breaks sometimes when going up, and goes to the wrong floor. We can just use the stairs to go down, it’s not a worry. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, that’s good… Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he leans back, using the rail to stay balanced* So we just need to wait a minute. Sheepy: Sheepy: Are you okay? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes, I’m fine. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, okay, that’s good… Sheepy: Sheepy: but are you going to be okay?? Arsé-kun: *And it dont stop goin and it dont stop goin and it dont stop-oh it stopped* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oui. Sheepy: Sheepy Okay, that’s good. Sheepy: Sheepy: But don’t push yourself. Arsé-kun: *The elevator stopped, y'know* Sheepy: Sheepy: We should get out. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Possibly. *he hits the Open Door button. It’s the roof. k* Sheepy: Sheepy: Wow… we’re high up! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes, we are. Sheepy: Sheepy: …. so there’s a staircase around here.. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. Right over there. *he points it out* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he heads over to the staircase* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he follows, making sure not to look anywhere else but the staircase* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he seems to be keeping an eye on Lupin* Arsé-kun: Lupin: … What? I’m fine. Sheepy: Sheepy: You sure? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. You’re awfully concerned for someone you just met. Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh? Ummm… well, you just didn’t look so good earlier. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I’m fine. It’s okay. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay… Sheepy: Sheepy: *he stops at the stairs and waits for Lupin* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he catches up* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he heads down the stairs* Arsé-kun: *so does Lupin. Intense* Sheepy: *Sheepy doesn’t actually trip down the stairs. good job buddy* Arsé-kun: *Lupin almost does, but that’s because he’s a moron. A+.* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he looks over* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *nothing happened I swear* Sheepy: Sheepy: *okay* Sheepy: Sheepy: By the way, why didn’t we take the stairs up? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Because they’re a mess. Sheepy: Sheepy: Did your boss destroy them? Arsé-kun: Lupin: At least once, probably. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Sheepy: Sheepy: Maybe your boss knows something about that ring of mine. Although, if it’s not mine, it’s kinda useless… Arsé-kun: Lupin: Most likely. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh! Well, if you want, you can have it for now so you can show it to her. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I’d rather not. You already have it, so. Sheepy: Sheepy: Why do you dress really fancy while your boss was wearing sandals with socks? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Preferences. Sheepy: Sheepy: Do you do evil things? Sheepy: Sheepy: Because only evil people wear sandals with socks Arsé-kun: Lupin: There is an entire culture who do that, you know. Sheepy: Sheepy: There is? Sheepy: Sheepy:…I think she also planted that flower garden I saw… it had all yellow flowrs except for one, which was red. Arsé-kun: Lupin: That was her, yes. Sheepy: Sheepy: But… but why…??? Sheepy: Sheepy: That’s so…mean… Arsé-kun: Lupin: I thought it looked nice. Sheepy: Sheepy: But it’s completely fine until the one red flower. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I think it makes it stand out. Sheepy: Sheepy: But it had the opportunity to just be completely yellow. Sheepy: Sheepy: And then that red flower happened. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I used to joke about it being me in a world of idiots. Not anymore, of course, that would be rude. Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh? Why not anymore? Arsé-kun: Lupin: It’s simply rude. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Arsé-kun: *Getting back into the apartment, there’s a few papers and pictures on the table that had not been there earlier. Lupin does not notice them.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Where did these papers and pictures come from? *he goes over to look at them* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Eh? What are- Ah! *he goes over and puts his hand over them* Do not worry, do not worry! Sheepy: Sheepy: ?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: It does not concern you. Mademoiselle did state she had a job for me.. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Okay. Sheepy: Sheepy: The way you’re acting … makes it seem really suspicious… Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Well, actually… *he takes the papers and leaves the pictures* You can look those over, in the off chance they’ll spark a memory- Hm? I.. I just do not like discussing the details, I apologize. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he looks at the pictures* Arsé-kun: *it’s just pictures of people. nothing too exciting* Sheepy: Sheepy: Wow. Arsé-kun: Lupin: ? Sheepy: Sheepy: It’s people. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. Sheepy: Sheepy: Your job is photography? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Non. Sheepy: Sheepy: ??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I did say to not worry, did I not? Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Sheepy: Sheepy: But I can’t think of any job that would require anything like this. I don’t recognize any of these people, either… Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Then don’t think about it. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Sheepy: Sheepy: You’ve got a really weird job … Arsé-kun: Lupin: Indeed. I would quite dislike if either of my bosses got angry at me, so I believe I am going to take care of this now. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he bends over, takes something out from under the sofa, and heads out before Sheepy can get a good look at it* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he watches Lupin leave* Arsé-kun: *he is Gone* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he waits a bit to make sure Lupin doesn’t suddenly return before checking under the sofa* Arsé-kun: *there is nothing else there* Sheepy: Sheepy: *oh.* Arsé-kun: *there’s a noise like a firecracker from the roof, then a second. no more after that* Sheepy: Sheepy:….??? *he wonders if he should go investigate * Arsé-kun: *he could if he wants to* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he remembers the warning about it being dangerous outside, but at the same time. he’s curious. curiosity wins and he goes to check it out* Arsé-kun: *the elevator is currently in use. take the stairs? y/n* Sheepy: *y* Arsé-kun: *So he does. Lupin is not up there, but whatever he was carrying is.* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he assumes that it’s intended for Lupin’s bosses, and doesn’t touch it. Arsé-kun: *But is there harm in seeing what it is?* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he is tempted to see, but wonders if Lupin will check on it soon* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he decides to stay put and see if anything happens* Arsé-kun: *nothing does. yippee* Sheepy: *he gets really curious and decides to check it out* Arsé-kun: *That is a gun. That is most definitely a gun. A long gun. Longgun. And if Sheepy decides to touch it, it’s still warm* Sheepy: Sheepy: *WELL BETTER GET OUT OF HERE FAST HAHAHA* Arsé-kun: *So Sheepy goes… Somewhere. Where?* Sheepy: *he decides the place to go is the best hide-y hole he can find in the building to give himself some time to think through the gun* Arsé-kun: *he isn’t interrupted and doesn’t find anything on the way.* Sheepy: Sheepy: well he isn’t looking for me it seems… so maybe the contents weren’t intended and he was framed… Sheepy: Sheepy: But the longer I stay out, the more suspicious it’ll seem Arsé-kun: *There is some noise from elsewhere* Arsé-kun: *and a door closing* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he looks over at the noise* Arsé-kun: *he sees a closed door. exciting* Sheepy: Sheepy: … … ? *he looks at his surroundings* Arsé-kun: *someone was there, he can tell. their shadow just disappeared from view. huh.* Sheepy: Sheepy: ….? *he considers going out of his hiding place to look, but…* Arsé-kun: *well, they are certainly gone now* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he gets out of his hiding spot and looks around* Arsé-kun: *AINT SHIT. Check closet y/n* Arsé-kun: *HEY KIDS, YOU KNOW WHAT’S BETTER THAN SKELETONS IN THE CLOSET? DEAD BODIES IN THE CLOSET! GEE, WOWZERS!* Sheepy: Sheepy: ??!! *he screams, but covers his mouth to try not to attract any attention. he proceeds to close the closet door and go back to hiding. nooooope* Arsé-kun: Lupin, from a few floors up, and very muffled: SHEEPY?! WAS THAT YOU?! WHERE ARE YOU?! Sheepy: Sheepy: *he isn’t sure if he should reply or not… so he does his best to remain quiet, trying to decide between his two choices* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he continues calling for Sheepy, taking a risk with the ruined stairs * Sheepy: Sheepy: *he tries to get his voice to work to reply to Lupin. That doesn’t work too well* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he’s beginning to sound worried* Sheepy: Sheepy: *oh shoot. oh shoot. he tries a few times, the first three or four times his voice can’t get all too high, and the last he finally manages to get out a “I’m here!”* Arsé-kun: *Lupin nearly falls down the stairs getting to him, and boy oh boy is he worried* Arsé-kun: Lupin: A-are you all right?! Sheepy: Sheepy: I..sorry..I…closet…t​here’s… … h-heard noise on roof… and.. and uh… so I hid here because uh… then… someone came.. b-but… closet.. Sheepy: Sheepy: There’s a body i-in the closet! Whoever was here put it there! I didn’t see them but I’m sure of it!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he pales a little at the mention of the closet* … A-ah… Th-that… Sheepy: Sheepy: D-Did you see them?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I, er, did see, y-yes… Let’s go upstairs, away from it.. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he stands up* okay… Sheepy: Sheepy:… why was it there…?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. ….. Sheepy: Sheepy: Y-you don’t know either, huh… w..well, let’s be careful… Arsé-kun: Lupin: … No. I am fully aware of it. *he takes a moment to regain his composure* Once again, let us go elsewhere. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Sheepy: Sheepy: You know … the body itself isn’t that scary. It’s just that someone left it there… … Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. Had nowhere else to put it, perhaps? Sheepy: Sheepy:…but it’s more that the person who put it there is the scary one… Sheepy: Sheepy: so let’s try to avoid them, okay? Arsé-kun: Lupin: ………….. Sheepy: Sheepy: Is… is something wrong? Sheepy: Sheepy: Did they threaten you?? I’ll fight them! It’s okay! You’ll be safe from them!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: N-no.. Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh? What is it then? Arsé-kun: Lupin: ….. Let’s go upstairs. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Arsé-kun: *and they go, with Lupin visibly nervous the entire time* Sheepy: *and Sheepy is focused on Lupin* Sheepy: Sheepy: Um, since we’re here now, someone’s trying to frame you! They put the murder weapon in your bag! Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Non. Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh? But… but I saw it in your bag… Arsé-kun: Lupin: It was there, correct. Sheepy: Sheepy:…but then…why are you sure no one framed you? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he quietly takes a seat, and waits for Sheepy to catch on* Sheepy: Sheepy:…you… you killed… them..? th…that body’s… something you left there …?? Sheepy: Sheepy:…. but why? Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. *he shakes his head* No choice. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he parrots the words back again a few times* … … no choice… uh, are you g-going to… kill me..? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he looks rather horrified at the idea, and he quickly shakes his head* N-non, most certainly not..! Sheepy: Sheepy: … Okay. I believe you. Sheepy: Sheepy: I won’t tell anyone what I saw. Arsé-kun: Lupin: … … You do not have to do that. Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh? But it’d be bad to tell anyone, because then you’d get in trouble, and you don’t want to do it anyway. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I… I did not expect you to take this so.. Easily.. Sheepy: Sheepy: They aren’t scary. It’s just the people who make them that’s scary. But you’re not bad, so it’s okay. Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Very well. If you ever feel you need to leave, go on ahead. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. Sheepy: Sheepy: I don’t feel like I do… Sheepy: Sheepy: I mean, unless you want me to. But it’s safer here than out there… Arsé-kun: Lupin: … I suppose. Sheepy: Sheepy: It is! Because I know you won’t try to hurt me because you said you wouldn’t! But no one else has! Arsé-kun: Lupin: … You’ve got an awful lot of trust in me. Sheepy: Sheepy: ?? “Trust”? Arsé-kun: Lupin: The belief that I will do as I said. Sheepy: Sheepy: Of course you will! Because you said so! Sheepy: Sheepy: People… people don’t actually say things and then not do them, do they? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Some do. Sheepy: Sheepy: Why…?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: A multitude of reasons. Sheepy: Sheepy:???? Sheepy: Sheepy: I didn’t know that. Sheepy: Sheepy: But I doubt you would, because you told me about it. Arsé-kun: Lupin: …… I see. I… I am sorry you had to see that.. Sheepy: Sheepy: It’s okay. Arsé-kun: Lupin: … I don’t understand you. Sheepy: Sheepy:? Sheepy: Sheepy: What do you mean? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Do not worry about it. It is not a bad thing. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay! Sheepy: Sheepy: Why are you paid to kill? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I’m… Not really.. Paid, exactly. Sheepy: Sheepy: Then how do you pay for your room? Arsé-kun: Lupin: By working. Sheepy: Sheepy: But you don’t get paid. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I do not need to be. I work, I get more time to live here. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Okay. Sheepy: Sheepy: I hope me staying with you doesn’t affect anything… Arsé-kun: Lupin: I hope not. Sheepy: Sheepy: I’m sure your boss will understand! Arsé-kun: Lupin: I sure hope they- *there’s a knock at the door, followed by a quieter one* Sheepy: Sheepy:??? Sheepy: Sheepy: Is that your boss? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Judging by the- Arsé-kun: *the door is kicked open* Sheepy: Sheepy:!!! Arsé-kun: Impey: YO LUPE MY DUDEEEEE Sheepy: Fran: You could’ve waited a bit longer before doing that… it might break for good one day… Sheepy: Sheepy:…….“Lupe”? Sheepy: Sheepy: Do you know them, or are they robbers? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Thankfully, ye- Arsé-kun: Impey: DUUUUUDE, WHEN’D YOU ADOPT Sheepy: Fran: I didn’t know you had a kid. Arsé-kun: Lupin: ….. ……… I don’t, two you. It’s only temporary. Sheepy: Sheepy: He’s letting me stay with him until I get my memory back. Sheepy: Sheepy: It was stolen from me after they turned me into this… Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he nods to confirm* Impey, Fran, this is Sheepy. Sheepy: Fran: It’s nice to meet you. (but how does he know that’s his name) Arsé-kun: Impey: So is he a new Ink? Have ya taught him to stick it in yet? *he gets punched by Lupin. Hard* Yow! Take a joke! Sheepy: Sheepy: What? Arsé-kun: Lupin: He’s asking if you’ve fed for yourself yet. Sheepy: Sheepy: oh… Sheepy: Sheepy: *he is visibly grossed out* … Arsé-kun: Impey: *he observes* That a no? Sheepy: Sheepy: I haven’t. It sounds nasty. Sheepy: Sheepy: You’re kinda weird… Arsé-kun: Impey: *ouch.* Sheepy: Sheepy:? Sheepy: Sheepy: That wasn’t meant to be an insult. It’s just weird to ask about that. Arsé-kun: Impey: Not for us it ain’t! *he grins, baring his fangs* You’d better get used to it, kiddo. Sheepy: Fran: It is a bitof an awkward question to ask… Arsé-kun: Impey: Naaaah. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he shakes his head* I don’t like girls or boys. Arsé-kun: Impey: Huh. Sheepy: Sheepy: They’re gross. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I would like to assume! That you two have vacation time and that is why you are here? Sheepy: Fran: *he nods* Sheepy: Sheepy: Do you have the same job he does? Arsé-kun: Impey: Nope! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Mon aéroglisseur est plein d'anguilles! There is no need to question him so much! Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Okay. …. but why not? Sheepy: Fran: It’s not busy where I currently work, and they didn’t seem to need me currently, so I, uh, took some time off.. Arsé-kun: Impey: And I wasn’t doin’ anything, so I dragged 'im to visit ya! Sheepy: Sheepy: Are they incubi as well? Arsé-kun: Impey: Some of em! Sheepy: Sheepy: ?? Arsé-kun: Impey: I am. Franny isn’t. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Sheepy: Sheepy: So he’s like that weird lady I saw earlier? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I suppose. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, okay. Sheepy: Fran: ??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: My boss. Sheepy: Fran: Oh, her… Sheepy: Fran: …she’s interesting alright. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Quite. Arsé-kun: Impey: I don’t know, I think you’re more interesting~ Sheepy: Fran: I am? *he doesn’t seem to get that that’s a flirt. oh well.* Arsé-kun: Impey: :3c Sheepy: Izzy: Wow! It’s a party in here! Why didn’t you invite me? *her tone becomes serious, if not threatening* ​Is it because you did terribly at your most recent job?​ *it goes back to its cheerful tone* Hahahah! That’s okay! I believe in you! You can do better next time! Sheepy: Izzy: As long as you believe in yourself, you can do anything! ​I’d seriously recommend taking that advice. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he flinches* R-right, Mademoiselle.. That won’t happen again..! Sheepy: Izzy: Huh? Why’re you so scared? Don’t worry. I’m not actually mad. Sheepy: Izzy: Accidents happen. I’m not too concerned about it. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he nods. he’s still a bit scared tbh* Arsé-kun: Impey: *this is awkward, better start flirting with the boyfriendo* Sheepy: Fran: *impey no* Arsé-kun: Impey: *IMPEY YES.* Sheepy: Fran: *but why* Arsé-kun: Impey: <3 Sheepy: Izzy: You’re like… not comic relief, but a relief from every boring person who I work with. Especially Thanny. He’s so grumpy all the time. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I would hope I am not comic relief. Sheepy: Izzy: They’re all like, “You can’t make a remote control monster truck and then take over a whole city with it!” What do they do for fun? Reading? Sheepy: Sheepy: I want to do that. Sheepy: Izzy: I know, right? I’ll be the monster truck overlord. Arsé-kun: *Lupin notices Impey and Fran, and decides to COMPLETELY IGNORE IT.* Sheepy: Izzy: I’m sure you think taking over through monster trucks is a great idea. Right, Lupin? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Clearly. Sheepy: Izzy: Great! You can be my partner in crime! Arsé-kun: Lupin: I feel honored. *he can still see Impey and Fran and it is uncomfortable* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he doesn’t appear to notice them* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *try to ignore the lovers. fail step 1.* Will you two get a room?? Sheepy: Fran: S-sorry! Sheepy: Sheepy: How do they get a room if they need to work for one??? Sheepy: Sheepy: They don’t have the same job as you, so they probably can’t own one here… Arsé-kun: Lupin: It’s not literal. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh… Arsé-kun: Impey: *he takes it literally anyway, picks up Fran, exit stage left. Lupin does not look impressed* Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh. Arsé-kun: Lupin: ……… May we move this discussion elsewhere? Sheepy: Izzy: Yeah, sure. Arsé-kun: *so they go downstairs. yippee* Sheepy: Izzy: Maaan, it must be lame to have to deal with that… fortunately, most I have to deal with is Thanny. He’s boring but that’s good. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I don’t mind too much. It’s company, and they don’t get the chance often. Sheepy: Izzy: Oh, I see. I’m willing to be company! You’re more fun to talk to than Thanny! I guess I have responsibilities though. Sheepy: Izzy: Like strangling people. Arsé-kun: Lupin: C-carrying on! Sheepy: Izzy: Huh? Sheepy: Izzy: Is there something wrong with that? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Slightly Sheepy: Izzy: What’s wrong with it? It’s my job. Sheepy: Izzy: I ​promised I would do it EVERY DAY. Sheepy: Izzy: But don’t worry! I like you, so you’re safe! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Th-thanks, I suppose… Sheepy: Izzy: You’re welcome! Sheepy: Izzy: I don’t have any problems with a friend or two living with you, though. I know you’re working in order to be able to stay here, but companionship is important. That’s what he said before he revealed that he brought five cats home. Arsé-kun: Lupin: They aren’t living with. Merely visiting. Sheepy: Izzy: Yeah, I know. You implied you’re lonely though. Sheepy: Izzy: Don’t worry. I am too. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Pas de soucis. I’ll be fine. Sheepy: Izzy: I can’t help but to worry, but… if you say so. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he seems mostly uninterested in this* Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. And if I may, might we have a meeting later this week? Sheepy: Izzy: Fine by me. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Thank you. Sheepy: Izzy: Do you have a preferred time or day? I’m free whenever. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Provided that was my week’s work, even tomorrow is fine. Sheepy: Izzy: It was, yes. Sheepy: Sheepy: I won’t leave again. Sorry for making you worry. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Hm? You may go where you wish inside. I was only worried when you yelled out. Sheepy: Sheepy: I went out because I heard something.. sorry. Arsé-kun: Lupin: My apologies. Sheepy: Sheepy: It’s okay. Sheepy: Sheepy: How long do you expect to be gone? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I am not sure. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, okay. Sheepy: Izzy: It’s not really like you to want to have meetings, though, so I’m a bit surprised… Arsé-kun: Lupin: And I do not. But the matter requires such. Sheepy: Izzy: I get it! You feel bad 'cause I said I was lonely! You don’t need to feel bad! Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Too late? Sheepy: Izzy: I was right? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Partially Sheepy: Izzy: You’re really good at making someone feel bad, you know that? Sheepy: Izzy: You shouldn’t just hang out with me out of pity. If you aren’t enjoying it, there’s no purpose to it. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Point taken, but I still think it is necessary. Sheepy: Izzy: Well okay, whatever you say. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he glances over his shoulder at Sheepy* I do not know if my friends will be here still tomorrow or not. If they are, you may go out with them. I trust them enough to allow it. Sheepy: Sheepy: Really? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Really. Sheepy: Sheepy: Thank you! Sheepy: Izzy: I’ll be looking forward to it. Sheepy: Izzy: Is that all you wanted to discuss, or…? Arsé-kun: Lupin: More or less. Sheepy: Izzy: Ohh, okay. Well, I’ll let you get back to whatever, then! Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Might be a bit before then. *he glances at the ceiling momentarily* Sheepy: Izzy: Oh. Sheepy: Izzy: That… Arsé-kun: Lupin: It’s weirder for me than it is for you. Sheepy: Sheepy: I used some of your paper to draw earlier… I hope your don’t mind. Sheepy: Izzy: I can see how it’d be weirder for you. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I do not mind. Sheepy: Izzy: I’m glad my friends aren’t like that. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay, that’s good. Sheepy: Izzy: I never understood that about Incubi… Sheepy: Izzy: You’re different, which I’m glad for. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Not really. Sheepy: Izzy: You’re different from most I’ve met. Sheepy: Izzy: Most of them are annoying… Arsé-kun: Lupin: I take this to be a compliment. Sheepy: Izzy: It is! Sheepy: Izzy: If you were part of the group of annoying ones… Sheepy: Izzy:….When I first met you, ​my scythe would’ve been the last thing you saw. Sheepy: Izzy: Hahaha, what? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *awkward laugh* Indeed… Sheepy: Sheepy: I want to see your scythe. Sheepy: Izzy: I don’t have it with me, but you can see it later! I recently found these really cute ribbons for it! Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he falls quiet* … ….. Sheepy: Sheepy:…why do Incubi have horns if they aren’t going to headbutt each other to establish dominance or fend off predators??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Huh? Well, they could.. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Okay. Sheepy: Sheepy: So it’s a last resort. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. That’s often why it’s the last thing we reveal about ourselves, as well. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Arsé-kun: Lupin: As well, some groups consider it to be a highly personal thing. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Sheepy: Sheepy: I guess that makes sense… Arsé-kun: Lupin: Carrying on. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he looks like he’s trying to think of more questions to ask Arsé-kun: Lupin: … I wonder, are you able to feel what I am at the moment? Sheepy: Sheepy: ???? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Taking that as a no. Sheepy: Sheepy: I don’t think so. Sheepy: Sheepy: Why? Arsé-kun: Lupin: merely curious. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, that’s fine… Sheepy: Sheepy:…I didn’t think anything was going on though… Sheepy: Sheepy:….is that why we’re out here? I zoned out so I just followed you…. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oui. It is not a large deal. I was simply unsure if staying put was the best idea. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, okay, if you say so. Arsé-kun: *One timeskip to the next day later* Sheepy: Sheepy: Have fun at your meeting. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I most certainly will not. Have fun with those two. Sheepy: Sheepy: Thank you! Arsé-kun: *And Lupin heads out, yippee* Sheepy: Izzy: Heyy. You didn’t tell me what the meeting was about, so I’m not at all prepared!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: I did not because whom is being discussed was present, mademoiselle. Sheepy: Izzy: Ooh, gossip. I love gossip. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Not gossip. Far more important. Sheepy: Izzy: Then what’s it about? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Your missing reaper. Sheepy: Izzy: Really? Sheepy: Izzy: I’ve missed him… Arsé-kun: Lupin: I know where he is. Sheepy: Izzy: You do?! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oui. He’s back in my apartment. Before you comment, I found him with a Reaper’s ring and it works for him. He also, minus being an Incubi, matches your description. *he shakes his head slightly* I just don’t fully understand how. Sheepy: Izzy:…Hmm… well, it’s not like reapers are set looking… well, human. Arsé-kun: Lupin: My point is, he lost his memory and is unaware of his Reaper status. Sheepy: Izzy: …huh. That’s a problem. Sheepy: Izzy: Who would aim for him with something like this…? That’s kinda stupid of them… were they not aware of the fact he’s my kid? Arsé-kun: Lupin: … The little he recalled was making a deal with someone, immediately followed by them taking.. something. Other than his memory, I presume. Sheepy: Izzy: I should know what’s going on, but… Sheepy: Izzy:…I really don’t. Sheepy: Izzy: He’s of the animal division. Who would he even make a deal with?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I do not, either. I have never heard of such a thing. Sheepy: Izzy: Where did you find him? I’ll start there. Arsé-kun: Lupin: On the way home. Remember how there was a small forest fire the other day? In that. Sheepy: Izzy: Ah…! Sheepy: Izzy: Okay! I’ll look there. Arsé-kun: Lupin: If you wish to. Sheepy: Izzy: It might be safer if he stays with you, though, because it might’ve been a move against me… Sheepy: Izzy: I have power, but you don’t. Sometimes, safety comes with lack of power. Arsé-kun: Lupin: He does seem to trust me. Even after knowing what it is I do.. Sheepy: Izzy: Well, that makes things easier! Arsé-kun: Lupin: It does. Do you want me to tell him what he is? Sheepy: Izzy: That’s fine by me. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Then I shall. Sheepy: Izzy: Thank you! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Je vous en prie. Sheepy: *Lupin gets a blank look as a reply* Arsé-kun: Lupin: I said you’re welcome. Sheepy: Izzy: Oh! Sheepy: Izzy: Was that all? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Mostly. The only issue with this is that, as an Incubi, he has to feed himself. He completely refuses to do such. *he pauses to word the next statement* So if I begin to make poor performances, I know why. Sheepy: Izzy: Oh…. I see. Sheepy: Izzy: Well, thanks for helping him! Arsé-kun: Lupin: You are quite welcome. Sheepy: Izzy: Poor performance is okay with a reason like this. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I understand. If I am permitted, I will take my leave. Sheepy: Izzy: Fine by me! Arsé-kun: *BYEEEE, LUPIN* Sheepy: *meanwhile, sheepy is having fun with impey and fran is having a hard time keeping up* Sheepy: Fran: I-Impey… wait up…! *he is trying to catch his breath* Sheepy: Fran: I…. I can’t keep up…! Arsé-kun: Impey: *he stops* Do I need to carry you? Sheepy: Fran: N-no! Sheepy: Fran: I’ll try harder to keep up…! Arsé-kun: *ok this sucks back to izzy* Sheepy: Izzy: Well, it was sorta good news, so for once in your existence, you should stop moping! Arsé-kun: *the shadows nearby make a grumbling noise that may or may not be a foreign swear* Sheepy: Izzy: That’s not getting up and enjoying life. Sheepy: Izzy: Are you nervous the shadows will get lonely without you? Arsé-kun: Thanatos: …. You are not funny in the slightest. Sheepy: Izzy: I’m not trying to be funny. Sheepy: Izzy: Is it impossible for me to be concerned about a partner in crime? Arsé-kun: Thanatos: ….. …… Most importantly. From what has been learned, something very foul has gone on. I can only think of one thing capable of such a thing, but it does not make sense. Sheepy: Izzy:?? Arsé-kun: Thanatos: It could not be a wish type deity or being. They do not take without permission and this clearly was such a situation. Sheepy: Izzy: Yeah… Sheepy: Izzy: It’s weird… Sheepy: Izzy: Too bad the only witness doesn’t remember it. Sheepy: Izzy: If he had his memories, we could track down whoever this is, but… Arsé-kun: Thanatos: If he had them, this entire predicament would have been solved. Sheepy: Izzy: That’s true.. Arsé-kun: Thanatos: But he does not. Sheepy: Izzy: Maybe we could try asking wish type deities or beings about it. Sheepy: Izzy: That’s hard though… Arsé-kun: Thanatos: Perhaps. Some are easily offended, as well, so it would be dangerous. Sheepy: Izzy: That’s true. Arsé-kun: Thanatos: Furthermore, even Incubi do not know how they can be “created”, and thus are of no assistance. Sheepy: Izzy: Thanks, Incubi. Sheepy: Izzy: Man… what a choice though. Sheepy: Izzy: An incubus, of all things… Arsé-kun: Thanatos: Mhm. And he refuses to feed? That will not end well. Sheepy: Izzy: Not surprised about that part. Arsé-kun: Thanatos: It will affect both of their performances, possibly permanently. Sheepy: Izzy: That’s an issue, definitely… Arsé-kun: Thanatos: If I recall correctly, sharing energy can only be done for so long before one side is forced to weaken. Incubi are not adapted to do that sort of thing. Sheepy: Izzy: I’m glad Lupin is helping, but I’ll feel bad if he’s damaged in the process. Sheepy: Izzy:…'Forced to weaken’?? Arsé-kun: Thanatos: Not have as much energy as necessary. They may weaken to the point where reversal is impossible. Sheepy: Izzy:…That’s…not good at all… I wonder if Lupin knows this. Arsé-kun: Thanatos: I cannot say. He seemed to know, but may not know the entirety of consequences. Sheepy: Izzy:…maybe I should tell him… Sheepy: Izzy: But you know more about it. Sheepy: Izzy: And I might mess up an important detail.. Arsé-kun: Thanatos: You may. I will come with, though. Sheepy: Izzy: OK! Sheepy: *she goes to visit lupin i guess* Arsé-kun: *She goes and knocks (the door down maybe) but he doesn’t go and get it* Sheepy: Izzy: I feel super rejected! Sheepy: Izzy: What a rude individual! Arsé-kun: Thanatos: ….. *he tests the doorknob. It opens* Sheepy: Izzy: And that’s careless. Arsé-kun: Thanatos: Considering no one else is here… Hm Sheepy: Izzy: Maybe someone broke in. Sheepy: Izzy: That would be no good at all. Arsé-kun: Thanatos: I doubt this scenario. Sheepy: Izzy: No idea, then. Arsé-kun: Thanatos: How about… You do as you intended, and I will check the perimeters. Sheepy: Izzy: So go in? Sounds good to me Arsé-kun: Thanatos: *he walks away. bye* Sheepy: *she goes in* Arsé-kun: *Lupin’s not in the living room!* Sheepy: Izzy: …? Arsé-kun: *Better check a different room!* Arsé-kun: *which* Sheepy: *a room. select a room.* Arsé-kun: *well fuck you, too, theres only two rooms to check nearby* Sheepy: *she checks room #1* Arsé-kun: *that is a bedroom, and he is indeed there* Sheepy: Izzy: *oh whoops. but she’s got a message to give…* Arsé-kun: *well, go wake him up if you need to* Sheepy: Izzy: *she goes and wakes up Lupin* Arsé-kun: Lupin: …….? ?? Sheepy: Izzy: Hi, Thanny told me there’s stuff I still have to tell you. He came along, but I don’t know where he is right now. Sheepy: Izzy: ..By the way, you left your door unlocked. Arsé-kun: Lupin: ..! *he sits up and blinks* I told them to lock it on the way out…. Sheepy: Izzy: So you weren’t the careless one. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Why would I leave it unlocked…? Sheepy: Izzy: *she shrugs* Arsé-kun: Thanatos: *he has returned, and he slinks in, keeping close to the shadows on the wall* Sheepy: Izzy: There’s Thanny. He’s got something important to say to you. Arsé-kun: Thanatos: ….. You. Said you were going to say it. Sheepy: Izzy: Dude…. I don’t remember what you said, just that it was super important for him to know and a great risk to his health. You have all of the weasel words that made it sound as terrifying as it did. Sheepy: Izzy: Oh, right. Arsé-kun: Thanatos: …. I worded it honestly. Sheepy: Izzy: Basically you’re not supposed to transfer energy to him or whatever because after a while it can kill you. Sheepy: Izzy: And dying is bad. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *this is really awkward, and nervewracking.* But of course… Sheepy: Izzy: Can’t Incubi be child friendly in their feeding habits? Arsé-kun: Lupin: N-not that I am aware of… Sheepy: Izzy: I feel bad for your entire species. Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. C-can you guys wait in a different room, perhaps? Sheepy: Izzy: Yup! Arsé-kun: *So Lupin makes himself more presentable, and goes out* Arsé-kun: *We’ve basically covered this already, so lets cut to team Moron: Aka, Impey, Fran, and Sheepy.* Arsé-kun: *the good news is that they’ve finally sat down. the bad news is that Impey is being a disappointment. because he is talking* Sheepy: Sheepy: If you’re going to the moon, I want to go too!! Sheepy: *dont worry fran is good at tuning him out* Arsé-kun: Impey: *0* You’d be a much better partner to go with than Lupin! Sheepy: Sheepy: We can fight aliens on the moon!! Arsé-kun: Impey: I like the way you think! Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh! Is there actually a man on the moon? Sheepy: Sheepy: Doesn’t he get lonely? Arsé-kun: Impey: I’ve got no clue! We need to find out! Sheepy: Sheepy: Let’s be friends with him!! Arsé-kun: Impey: Should we bring Fran, too? Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah!! Sheepy: Fran: Huh? Bring me where? Arsé-kun: Impey: The moon! Sheepy: Fran: Oh. I’m willing to come. Arsé-kun: Impey: Yaaaay! Sheepy: Fran: It sounds like fun. Arsé-kun: *There’s someone looking at you, Fran* Sheepy: Fran: ….? Sheepy: Fran: Um… can I help you? Arsé-kun: Watson: *howdy* Sheepy: Fran: Oh, um, hi. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he takes Fran’s glasses off his head and onto his face* That may help. Sheepy: Fran: Oh! Watson! Arsé-kun: Watson: Good afternoon, Frankenstein. I will cut directly to the chase. *he returns two books* Sheepy: Fran: Thank you! I hope you enjoyed them. Sheepy: Sheepy:…? Arsé-kun: Watson: I did, yes. Holmes may have learned something, as well. Sheepy: Sheepy: Fran-ken-stein??? Arsé-kun: Impey: I think it’s German. Wait, no, that isn’t right Sheepy: Fran: Oh, good, good. Sheepy: Fran: Er, it is, yes. Arsé-kun: Impey: Oh! I got it right that time! Sheepy: Sheepy: Why is his name long and complicated? Arsé-kun: Impey: Because German is long and complicated! Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh!! Arsé-kun: Watson: ? Don’t tell me you two have adopted a child. Sheepy: Sheepy: Who is this guy? Is he an incubus?? Sheepy: Fran: A friend of ours found him. He had a meeting and asked us to babysit him. Arsé-kun: Watson: Ah, that makes more sense. And no, I am not an incubus. Sheepy: Sheepy: Someone stole something very important from me. I can’t remember a thing. Arsé-kun: Watson: Oh? Perhaps I may be of assistance. I AM a doctor. Sheepy: Sheepy: Really?? Sheepy: Sheepy: That would be super nice!! Arsé-kun: Watson: Yes. I would love to, but now is not the time. I need to catch up with my partner. Perhaps next time we meet we may discuss it further. Sheepy: Sheepy: Thank you very much Mr. not an incubus! Arsé-kun: Watson: Aren’t you funny. You may call me Watson. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay, Watson! Arsé-kun: *And so Watson goes to find his partner. Where has he gone this time.* Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh! William!! Arsé-kun: Watson: It’s Watson. What are you doing up there? Sheepy: Sherlock: I want to understand how cats feel when they’re in trees. Arsé-kun: Watson: So you can’t get down? Sheepy: Sherlock: You’re very bright, Winchester! Arsé-kun: Watson: I give up. Sheepy: Sherlock: So now I know what they feel is fear! Amazing! Sheepy: Sherlock: If I fall, I could break my neck and die. Sheepy: Sherlock: You should try it out as well! Arsé-kun: Watson: …… I can’t get up there. Sheepy: Sherlock: Why not? Sheepy: Sherlock: It’s very easy! Arsé-kun: Watson: *he, instead, helps Sherlock get down* Arsé-kun: Watson: May I ask you a question, while you are here? Sheepy: Sherlock: Yup! Arsé-kun: Watson: Why is the television always on the weather channel? Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, er… Arsé-kun: Watson: It’s been two weeks, and I have never seen it off. Do you just like the background noise? Sheepy: Sherlock: Because I need to know if I need an umbrella. Sheepy: Sherlock: That too!! Arsé-kun: Watson: Hm, hm. I see. Sheepy: Sherlock: But, don’t worry about it! You can change it if you want! Arsé-kun: Watson: Oh, no need. I was merely curious. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh! Okay! Arsé-kun: *So team Moron have returned to the apartment!* Sheepy: Sheepy: We’re back!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: *He’s seated on the sofa, looking rather thoughtful. He does look up, though* Eh? Welcome back! Sheepy: Fran: Watson said that he may help later. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oh? How..? Sheepy: Fran: Um, checking him, I guess. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I suppose that would be helpful… Sheepy: Fran: I didn’t really think to ask why. Sheepy: Sheepy: He might figure out how I can feed without needing to use other people to do so… Sheepy: Sheepy: Because doctors know everything, right?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Sure. Sheepy: Sheepy: Great!! Sheepy: Sheepy: I’m gonna get my memories back soon at this rate!! Arsé-kun: Impey: :D Sheepy: Fran: Er… yeah. Sheepy: Fran: Ah… it occurs to me now… I was meant to be the one who locked the door, wasn’t I? But I forgot… my apologies! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Perhaps. No harm done. Sheepy: Fran: I’ll check next time! Sheepy: Fran: I’ll do my best to remember it in the future. Arsé-kun: Lupin: That’s fine. How did today’s outing go? Sheepy: Sheepy: It was really fun!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: I’m glad. Sheepy: Sheepy: Impey and I are going to go befriend the man on the moon one day!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oh? Have fun. Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah!! Sheepy: Sheepy: Fran’s coming too!! Sheepy: Fran: Oh, right, I am.. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he nods.* Have fun, you three. And Fran, if I may, when do you have to work again? Sheepy: Fran: Oh, uh… I’ll need to check that for you… I’ve forgotten the date. Sheepy: Fran: Why do you ask? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Well, I would not want you to miss work trying to reach the moon with these children. *he sounds like he’s joking, but he isn’t smiling* Sheepy: Fran: Is something wrong, Lupin? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. Impey’s mouth is open, he’s about to speak. God save us. *again, he sounds like he’s kidding* Arsé-kun: *Impey promptly flips Lupin off from the safety of behind Fran* Sheepy: Fran: You seem upset… Arsé-kun: Lupin: Not upset. Do not worry yourself over it. Sheepy: Fran: You’re making me worry more. Sheepy: Sheepy: Maybe he got fired. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I- Non. Not at all. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he seems curious anout what’s up* Arsé-kun: Lupin: There is no way to put this lightly. Sheepy, we need to talk. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay!! Sheepy: Fran: Impey, we should let them, er, talk alone. Arsé-kun: Impey: Should we “get a room”? Sheepy: Fran: Not in that sense Arsé-kun: Impey: I’m being bullied. Sheepy: Fran: But, Impey, we really shouldn’t. It might unnerve them. Arsé-kun: Impey: I’m going to starve and die. Arsé-kun: Impey: Not really! We’ll head upstairs, Lupe! Sheepy: Fran: Thanks Impey. Arsé-kun: *so fran and impey leave, I guess* Sheepy: Sheepy: OK!! What did you want to tell me? Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Quite a bit, actually. Sit down. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he sits down* Arsé-kun: Lupin: I’ll start with the good news. *he grins rather suddenly* My boss and I were able to figure out who you were! Sheepy: Sheepy: Really??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oui! Sheepy: Sheepy: Who am I?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Well, you were actually originally under her service helping animals. She had commented on losing one of her reapers, but I had never thought about it.. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh!! That makes sense! Arsé-kun: Lupin: It does. The only part we are unsure about is how you became an incubus, as you were not before. Sheepy: Sheepy: I don’t know, either. But the person who made me lose my memories is definitely the one who made me this way. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I am inclined to agree. Sheepy: Sheepy: And they stole my special thing! How could they…? Sheepy: Sheepy: Good news implies there’s bad news, though… Arsé-kun: Lupin: Correct. Arsé-kun: *Lupin then explains what Izzy and Thanatos told him regarding the energy passing* Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh… Sheepy: Sheepy: Hmm… I don’t know what to do. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Nor do I… Sheepy: Sheepy: Because I don’t want to do that. Sheepy: Sheepy: It’s not right to leech off of people, I think. Arsé-kun: Lupin: It isn’t as if we have much of a choice. Sheepy: Sheepy: But it’s gross to do it that way. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Considering you’re also a reaper, you may not have to. Sheepy: Sheepy: Yeah, that makes sense to me!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: There is food in the fridge. … I don’t know if it’s any good, but it is there. Sheepy: Sheepy: That could work! Arsé-kun: Lupin: I’ll have to ask her next time I see her. Sheepy: Sheepy: Thanks a lot!! Sheepy: Sheepy: I doubt most people would be as kind as you. Sheepy: Sheepy: So I’m lucky you’re the one who found me! Arsé-kun: Lupin: I Sheepy: Sheepy:…? Sheepy: Sheepy: Is everything okay? Sheepy: Sheepy: Did i say something weird? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Did we not have the discussion where I disagreed with your statement already? Sheepy: Sheepy: I still think so. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I continue to disagree. Sheepy: Sheepy: It’s still my opinion. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I suppose. Sheepy: Sheepy: But, thank your boss for me too!! Sheepy: Tom: woa Sheepy: Tom: did you guys miss me Sheepy: Tom: i went on an adventure Sheepy: Tom: it was very exciting. i was a dog toy Arsé-kun: Lupin: YES, Tom. Sheepy: Tom: they’re sharp and hurt my dog toy soul Sheepy: Tom: im just an innocent little dog toy Sheepy: Tom: you should join me next time lupin Sheepy: Tom: although on a full moon you’d be a dog toy too Arsé-kun: Lupin: … What? Sheepy: Tom: it’d rip you to shreds on a full moon probably and if you live you won’t enjoy the next full moon Arsé-kun: Lupin: What are you talking about? Sheepy: Tom: i saw some things lupin Sheepy: Tom: like a guy turning into a dog. it was disturbing Sheepy: Tom: it must be what furries dream of Arsé-kun: Lupin: I… see. Sheepy: Tom: id be careful on a full moon Sheepy: Tom: because theres a furry on the loose Sheepy: Tom: although i guess they’re called werewolves? whatever just dont get bit Sheepy: Tom: or you’ll get sick as a dog Sheepy: Tom: heh Arsé-kun: Impey: *from at least two floors below them* WHO IS TALKING ABOUT DOGS WITHOUT ME?? Sheepy: Tom: i am Sheepy: Tom: you can join Sheepy: Tom: its important for health anyway Arsé-kun: *Impey enters mere moments later* Sheepy: Tom: hey Sheepy: Tom: theres a werewolf Sheepy: Tom: i posed as a dog toy Sheepy: Tom: it threw me around Arsé-kun: Impey: *he goes from excited to… more excited* Seriously?? I haven’t seen one of those yet! Sheepy: Tom: and then got sad there was no one to play with Sheepy: Tom: yea. it was disturbing watching the transformation Sheepy: Tom: i could tell you where it is if you wanna see Arsé-kun: Impey: Yeah, yeah, yea- Arsé-kun: Lupin: Non. We are not putting any of ourselves in danger just because you want to see a dog. Sheepy: Tom: suit yourself I guess Sheepy: Tom: i doubt youll ever go over to their residence or anything anyway Sheepy: Tom: and you should be ok anyway if you dont come over for dinner Arsé-kun: Lupin: All right, that’s enough. Sheepy: Tom: woah Arsé-kun: Impey: Woah? Sheepy: Tom: lupin hates dogs Arsé-kun: Lupin: I do not. Sheepy: Sheepy: Why are inflammable things flammable? Arsé-kun: Lupin: …….. What did you do? Sheepy: Sheepy: I messed up. Arsé-kun: Lupin: … *he gets up to look* Sheepy: Sheepy: I tried cooking. Arsé-kun: Impey: … Tom, my dude, my buddy, you gotta show me. Sheepy: Tom: ok i can show you Sheepy: Sheepy: Is salad meant to be cooked like this?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Don’t ever say those words in that sentence ever again. Sheepy: Sheepy:? Sheepy: Tom: come and we will gaze upon a pup Arsé-kun: *By the time Sheepy and Lupin clean up, Impey and Tom are gone. Okay.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh. They left. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Seems so. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh well!! Sheepy: Sheepy: In a way, though, it’d be terrible if the person who’s a werewolf was living with someone, because isn’t Impey basically breaking into their house? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he shrugs* Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, um.. why does your boss make you do what she makes you do? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I… am not actually sure? Sheepy: Sheepy: …You aren’t??? Sheepy: Sheepy: Maybe it’s some evil plot to take over the world and your'e actually helping!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: I.. doubt that. Sheepy: Sheepy: What do you think it is then??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: If I am correct, reapers are not allowed to kill, but I have heard utterings of people having to die by a certain point. That may be it. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, I see.. Sheepy: Sheepy: Why’d you choose this job, though?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: … I didn’t. Sheepy: Sheepy: Did she force you into it or something? She seems like the type. Arsé-kun: Lupin: More or less. Sheepy: Sheepy: She’s a jerk. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Sometimes, yes. Sheepy: Sheepy: I’m glad I don’t have to work for her!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: A news update: All reapers work for her. Sheepy: Sheepy: Huuuhhh??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: She is one of the two bosses of the reapers. You are one. Sheepy: Sheepy: That stinks…!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oui, and- Sheepy: Izzy: *she slams in* Hey, hey, hey!! Did you tell him yet??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *jESUS CHRIST* Oui, oui I did, don’t do that! Sheepy: Izzy: Don’t do what? Talk in my normal voice and enter in my normal manner? Sheepy: Izzy: You’re super duper demanding! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Maybe so, but it would be appreciated, mademoiselle! Sheepy: Izzy: *groan* Fiiiine. Sheepy: Izzy: Oh! Don’t worry. I’m not so cruel as to make someone work when they don’t remember who they are. Sheepy: Izzy: Maybe. Sheepy: Izzy: Unless we’re understaffed. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Is that ever? Sheepy: Izzy: I don’t think so. Sheepy: Izzy: We sorta just work our entire lives forever and ever and never really die, I think. Sheepy: Izzy: Or something. Sheepy: Izzy: I don’t really think about it. Arsé-kun: Lupin: That sounds horrible. Sheepy: Izzy: I mean I guess we don’t exactly have to work, but our existence doesn’t have much purpose if we don’t. Sheepy: Izzy: Considering that reapers are specifically made for the purpose of reaping souls. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I figured you had only meant taking vacations. Arsé-kun: *meanwhile in Tom and Impey town* Sheepy: Tom: it was here Arsé-kun: Impey: I hope you mean that yard, and not this tree! Sheepy: Tom: the yard Arsé-kun: Impey: Okay, good. Sheepy: Tom: although maybe he wanted to be a cat Sheepy: Tom: you dont know Arsé-kun: Impey: Maybe. Either way, now we know where it’s coming from if anyone is hurt by it. Sheepy: Tom: yeah Sheepy: Tom: it threw me around. it was very sad. that must be the life of a dog toy Sheepy: Tom: you only realize just how reliant a dog toy is on a dog for friendship when the dog ditches you. Sheepy: Tom: although the fact that hes a werewolf implies that theres another one Sheepy: Tom: so we cant be sure its this one Arsé-kun: Impey: That’s true! It’s too bad me and Fran live elsewhere. Sheepy: Tom: its ok Sheepy: Tom: secret agent tom is here to Sheepy: Tom: die Sheepy: Tom: woah Sheepy: Tom: bird gender Sheepy: Tom: ill deduce things because im sherlock holmes ii baby Sheepy: Tom: heck yeah Arsé-kun: Impey: does that make me the john to your sherlock Sheepy: Tom: yeah Arsé-kun: Impey: I’m finally important, my dreams have come true. Sheepy: Tom: were gonna solve the case Sheepy: Tom: we probably wont need to worry about it though Arsé-kun: *ok this is boring so MEANWHILE NOWHERE CLOSE TO HERE* Sheepy: Sherlock: Willy.. it’s much too quiet. How is a detective like me going to get cases when there’s no crime?? Arsé-kun: Watson: Tack on “supernatural” to your title. Wait. Sheepy: Sherlock: I’m not at all supernatural, Wayne. Arsé-kun: Watson: I suppose. Sheepy: Sherlock: To us, we’re completely normal. For others… Sheepy: Sherlock: I believe we’re the weirdest ones here. Arsé-kun: Watson: (or you are.) Hm, hm. Sheepy: Sherlock: At least Mrs. Hudson doesn’t think we’re weird. That’s a plus. Arsé-kun: Watson: I’m very glad for that. Sheepy: Sherlock: And you don’t think I’m weird either, so that’s nice, Walter. Arsé-kun: Watson: You’re just interesting. Sheepy: Sherlock: Thank you!! *sherlock no need to bear hug him- you know what nevermind* That’s the nicest thing anyone has said to me for a while!!! Arsé-kun: Watson: You’re, err, quite welcome, Holmes. Arsé-kun: Watson: They’re strange. Sheepy: Sherlock: Yeah!!! Sheepy: Sherlock: You are the only one who has called me “interesting” rather than “strange”.. Sheepy: Sherlock: It’s a relief someone feels that way, Wilson! Arsé-kun: Watson: Now if only you got my name right. Sheepy: Sherlock: I do my best… Sheepy: Sherlock: Do you have a non-W name I can try? Sheepy: Sherlock: W is a hard letter. Arsé-kun: Watson: Do you not remember that, either? Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t. It’s… er, ehhh, Jjjjooohn…ny??? Sheepy: Sherlock: I think it’s Johnny? Sheepy: Sherlock: Maybe Jim… no, no, don’t tell me, I’ll get it eventually. Let me just search my memory. I’m sure it’s there. Arsé-kun: Watson: You were close. Sheepy: Sherlock: Hmm… Sheepy: Sherlock: Johnson???? Something like that??? Arsé-kun: Watson: Close. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, oh! John, right? Arsé-kun: Watson: you’ve got it! Sheepy: Sherlock: Great!! I told you I could get it! Arsé-kun: Watson: You did. Sheepy: *sherlock seems much happier about being right than he should.* Sheepy: Sherlock: But… why was I trying to guess your name, again? Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh well! If it were important, I wouldn’t have forgotten it. Arsé-kun: Watson: Indeed. Sheepy: Sherlock: It’s very sad. Sheepy: Sherlock: Maybe I should have chosen an area with more crime as my base of operations.. Arsé-kun: Watson: I don’t know. I think I may have something for you to work on. Sheepy: Sherlock: Really?! Arsé-kun: *Watson then repeats the information he had been given on Sheepy’s memory being stolen.* Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh…! Sheepy: Sherlock: Sounds interesting!! Sheepy: Sherlock: I’ll take the case and meet up with the kid!! I guess I should tell him that. Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t know who he us though.. Arsé-kun: Watson: You can come when I speak with him. Sheepy: Sherlock: Really?? Thank you!! Sheepy: Sherlock: I appreciate it! Sheepy: Sherlock: Because even my caramel is feeling what it is to be lonely and without a single thing to be interested in… Sheepy: Sherlock: And my violin is sad. Sheepy: Sherlock: But Wag seems happy as ever… Sheepy: *speaking of Wag, he is here now.* Sheepy: Wag: *he hops up onto Watson’s lap. hello. I am here now!* Sheepy: Wag: *meow* Arsé-kun: Watson: *small kitty. you are my friend now? pet, pet* Sheepy: Wag: *no im a ruler and this is my throne but I’m okay with being called a friend* Arsé-kun: Watson: So, is Wag the reason there is fur all over your apartment? Sheepy: Sherlock: Yes. He was a friend’s, but they’re living somewhere that doesn’t accept pets, so they gave Wag to me. Arsé-kun: Watson: Ah, that makes sense. Sheepy: Sherlock: He likes breaking things, too, so I’d recommend not letting him get around anything fragile. Sheepy: Sherlock: Cats are cruel.. Arsé-kun: Watson: I may be inclined to agree. Sheepy: Sherlock: He knocked over some of my chemistry stuff earlier… Sheepy: Wag: *meow* Sheepy: Sherlock: And he likes to make direct eye contact with me and knock things off of places so they break. Sheepy: Wag: *what is this weird human speak? I don’t get it. let me imitate it. meow. I am part of the conversation now. acknowledge my existence. I want attention only because you aren’t giving it to me. if you were, I wouldn’t want it.* Arsé-kun: Watson: *he pets Wag* Sheepy: Wag: *good.* Sheepy: Sherlock: By the way, when’re you going to check out that kid? Arsé-kun: Watson: When they call over. His temporary parent has my number. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, really? Hmm.. oh well. At least it means I’ll get a case eventually. Arsé-kun: Watson: Here’s a case: Why is this place so messy? Didn’t we clean up last week? Sheepy: Sherlock: *he crosses his arms* … Who am I supposed to question about that? I can’t make myself break down and tell a truth that not even I know… Arsé-kun: Watson: It’s probably possible. Lets clean up. Sheepy: Sherlock: Alright! Sounds good to me! Arsé-kun: *SO THEY CLEAN* Arsé-kun: *also wag got in the way a lot. sherlock gets a cat to the face* Sheepy: Sherlock: It looks much better in here now! Arsé-kun: Watson: That, it does. Sheepy: Sherlock: It’s never like this!! Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t recall really cleaning at all before you moved in, actually. Arsé-kun: Watson: How did you survive? Sheepy: Sherlock: I just avoided the mess. Arsé-kun: Watson: …. I’m inclined to ask. Sheepy: Sherlock: Hudson reminds me that eating, drinking, and sleeping are daily needs. Cleaning, she doesn’t ask me to do as much. Sheepy: Sherlock: She’s not so pushy about the sleeping part, either, really. Sheepy: Sherlock: So… Sheepy: Sherlock: It isn’t too important, if I forget it, I think. Arsé-kun: Watson: We’ll see about that. Sheepy: Sherlock: Although… I guess you’re a doctor, right? Sheepy: Sherlock: I guess whatever you say is necessary for the human body, is necessary for the human body… oh well. Arsé-kun: *and we skip ahead to much later* Arsé-kun: *Watson glances towards the hallway as a CRASH was heard, and he spots a shadow against the wall. A particularly large one. He peeks out, and it’s.. Wagahai, standing next to a downed lamp.* Sheepy: Wag: *meow* Arsé-kun: Watson: *he seems relieved. Also, the front door closes. Did Sherlock leave? Whatever, it’s too late to chase him.* Sheepy: Wag: *he doesn’t appear to think anything weird is happening* Arsé-kun: *so where’s sherlock?* Sheepy: *there is a noise of something bumping at the door. Hudson goes to get the door and. THE DOG IS IN* Arsé-kun: Watson: *WHAT IS THAT. IS THAT A DOG* Sheepy: Dog: *I AM HERE NOW!!! HELLO EVERYONE!!* Sheepy: *Hudson doesn’t seem all too surprised about this. Wag goes over to greet the dog.* Arsé-kun: Watson: *he heads out and leans slightly over the banister* Holmes never mentioned having a canine to me..! Sheepy: Hudson: Oh… this pup isn’t Holmes’. I really wouldn’t worry about him, though. He’s very friendly. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he slowly comes downstairs and Wow that is a Big Dog* Sheepy: Dog: *THAT LOOKS LIKE FRIEND MATERIAL!!! LET ME WAG MY TAIL AND ACT SUPER EXCITED* Sheepy: Wag: *meow* Arsé-kun: Watson: Ms. Hudson, pardon my asking, but are you quite sure that is a dog..? Sheepy: Hudson: It certainly acts like one. Sheepy: Dog: *it jumps onto Watson. HELLO HELLO I AM DOG I HAVE BIG TEETH BUT IGNORE THAT IM 100% A DOG* Arsé-kun: Watson: *#dead. not really but that is a really big dog* Are you sure this is not some sort of wolf?? Sheepy: Hudson: I’ve never really thought about it. Sheepy: Hudson: It does have some unusual traits for a dog. Arsé-kun: Watson: Erm, all right.. *he goes to pat the pup’s head* Sheepy: Iris: *where did she come from? wag breaking the lamp probably awoke her.* Oh! Shirley’s here! Sheepy: Dog: *MORE PEOPLE LEMME JUST ACT EXCITED* Arsé-kun: Watson: *he takes a moment or so to register “Shirley”* Sheepy: Iris: He’s got a really bad habit of knocking stuff over. Sheepy: Dog: *whimper* Arsé-kun: Watson: So.. Like.. Holmes. Sheepy: Iris: Yup! They’re really alike, aren’t they? Sheepy: Iris: Dogs and Holmsies, I mean. They’re both always sticking their heads in places that they shouldn’t. Arsé-kun: Watson: I had been under the belief you called Holmes “Shirley”. Sheepy: Iris: Huh? I like both names, really. It’s just a bit strange calling him “Shirley” to you! Arsé-kun: Watson: So both names are still for Holmes. Sheepy: Iris: Uh-huh! Sheepy: Iris: So that’s why I called the puppy “Shirley”! Sheepy: Dog: *bark* Arsé-kun: Watson: And where did Holmes go? Sheepy: Iris: He’s right there. *she points to the dog* Arsé-kun: Watson: … I was quite hoping it would not lead to the conclusion it would. It does explain quite a bit. Sheepy: Iris: Holmsies told me not to say anything, but we’re all living in the same household, so… Sheepy: Iris: It wouldn’t be nice to leave you out. Sheepy: Sherlock: *woof* Sheepy: Iris: He waltzed in with his head stuck in a tire. Sheepy: Iris: Hudsie and I had to help him. Arsé-kun: Watson: …. I am not surprised. Sheepy: Sherlock: *I’m right here while you’re talking trash about me* Arsé-kun: Watson: How long has this been happening? Sheepy: Iris: Holmsies said he was born this way. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he looks surprised* I had no idea. Sheepy: Iris: I should’ve based bunny Holmsies after a dog instead of a rabbit.. Sheepy: Iris: He was complaining that he wasn’t some undignified, brutish werewolf and was something else entirely, but… Sheepy: Iris: Holmsies has a bad habit of rambling until people stop listening Arsé-kun: Watson: Perhaps we should stop speaking as if he is not present. Sheepy: Sherlock: *IM RIGHT HERE!!! YOU TELL EM WILSON* Sheepy: Sherlock: *with some difficulty* you tell her wantson Arsé-kun: Watson: That is the closest you have gotten all day. Sheepy: Sherlock: *whimper* Arsé-kun: Watson: At least, that I am aware of. *sherlock gets a headpat* Sheepy: Sherlock: *yea thats right I did get it right today* Sheepy: Wag: *meow* Arsé-kun: *Later that day!* Arsé-kun: Lupin: N-no, Sheepy, that’s not how you cook at all.. Let me show you. Sheepy: Sheepy: *he lets Lupin get to it* OK… Arsé-kun: Lupin: *so he shows Sheepy the proper way to do it-* Arsé-kun: *Which is interrupted by Impey correcting THAT.* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he seems confused* Arsé-kun: Impey: ..? Sheepy: Sheepy: *there are way too many ways to do this right. why is there not one way.* Arsé-kun: Impey: *because cooks are weird.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Cooking is weird! Arsé-kun: Impey: It really is. Sheepy: Sheepy: But I’ll do my best to figure it out! Sheepy: *One’s sherlock senses are going off really strong right now. Oh, wait, that’s because he’s talking loudly and one can hear him from inside.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Who’s that? Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Oh, no. Sheepy: Sheepy:….? Sheepy: Sheepy: What’s wrong? Arsé-kun: Lupin: ….. He’s kind of a…. How do I say.. Imbecile. Sheepy: Sheepy: Imbecile? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Idiot. Sheepy: Sheepy: Why? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Well- Sheepy: *Sherlock may or may not have kicked the door in in order to enter* Sheepy: Sherlock: Hi! Sheepy: Sherlock: *he gives Lupin a big hug* I missed you!!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he looks startled and uncomfortable* Please stop Sheepy: Sherlock: …? Huh? But… Arsé-kun: Lupin: … Kicking in my door. It’s going to fall off one day when you do that! Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh! Okay! I just missed you! I couldn’t help myself! Arsé-kun: Lupin: It hasn’t been that long..! … Has it? Sheepy: Sherlock: It has! Arsé-kun: *And Watson finally catches up, having taken the shitty elevator.* Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, Wilson, there you are! Arsé-kun: Watson: *why do you hurt me in this way* Sheepy: Sheepy: Are you a dummy, too? Arsé-kun: Watson: I don’t even get a hello before I get insulted? Sheepy: Sheepy: But Lupin calls Sherlock a dummy and he never said 'hello’… Sheepy: Sheepy: So I asked you to make sure if I’m supposed to say hello to you or not. Arsé-kun: Lupin: ….. You’re still touching me. Sheepy: Sherlock: Is that bad? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I need to breathe. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh! Breathing is important, right! *he lets go* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Thank you. Sheepy: Sherlock: You’re welcome! I got too excited! Sheepy: Sherlock: I dunno why we’re here! But I’m very excited to see you again! Verrrry excited!! It makes me want to wag my tail! Sheepy: Sherlock:…. Sheepy: Sherlock: Figuratively. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes. Figuratively. Sheepy: Sherlock: But that’s how it makes me feel! Arsé-kun: Lupin: I.. See.. Sheepy: Sherlock: Is there something weird about that? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Non. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, good! Sheepy: Sherlock: So, why are we here? Arsé-kun: Watson: I was going to speak with Sheepy. You came because you wanted to. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, okay! Sheepy: Sheepy: What did you want to speak to me about? Arsé-kun: Watson: Your memory loss. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh! Sheepy: Sheepy: Ask away! Sheepy: Sheepy: I can’t tell how much I can answer, though. Arsé-kun: Watson: I’ll keep the questions simple, if that will help. Sheepy: Sheepy: OK! Arsé-kun: Watson: … Let’s start at the beginning. Is there anything you do remember? Sheepy: Sheepy: I made a deal with someone and they didn’t keep their side of the deal. Sheepy: Sheepy: They stole my memories and made me like this. Arsé-kun: Watson: And nothing else? Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh? You mean, did they steal anything else or do I remember anything else? Sheepy: Sheepy: Because that’s all they stole, and I don’t think I remember much else. Arsé-kun: Watson: Hm. And nothing has seemed familiar to you? Sheepy: Sheepy: Familiar? I don’t know… it’s more that I get a strong feeling when something is unfamiliar. Sheepy: Sheepy: Like this body. Arsé-kun: Watson: It’s a start, I suppose. Sheepy: Sheepy: I’ve been trying ti figure out what I asked for that they didn’t give. Sheepy: Sheepy:…Really, all I know is that they didn’t. Arsé-kun: Watson: Are you quite sure? If you don’t remember, maybe you did ask for whatever changed. Sheepy: Sheepy: I can’t see why I would… Sheepy: Sheepy: I want to remember… Arsé-kun: Watson: It takes time. Sheepy: Sheepy: I just remember feeling incredibly upset and thinking I’d been cheated… Sheepy: Sherlock: I often feel that way when I go to the store. Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. ? *he pauses and looks towards the kitchen* Impey, are you baking again?? Sheepy: Sheepy: Impey bakes? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes, and quite well. … I’m going to need to go grocery shopping again. Sheepy: Sheepy: I’ve never been to a grocery store before! Can I come? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I suppose? Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, um, I had a thought. Arsé-kun: Watson: Hmm? Sheepy: Sheepy: Wasn’t your boss putting up missing posters for one of her reapers earlier, and that ended up being me? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Yes, that’s right. Sheepy: Sheepy: Do you think she has any left? Maybe seeing how I looked before hand would help. Arsé-kun: Lupin: That… That is a fantastic idea, actually. Sheepy: Sheepy: Really? Arsé-kun: Watson: I am inclined to agree. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, that’s great! Arsé-kun: *also everyone can smell the smell of BAKING.* Sheepy: Sherlock: *IT SMELLS LIKE BAKING and also chemicals, faintly?* Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. Impey, tell your boyfriend to not do alchemy right under the vent. Sheepy: Sheepy: Why does Impey cook if he doesn’t eat food? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I never said we couldn’t eat food. In fact, I told you we could. Sheepy: Sheepy: But… but don’t Incubi have a restricted diet? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Well, yes, but Impey knows how to go around that. Sheepy: Sheepy: Ohhh.. Sheepy: Izzy: ARSENE YOURE HAVING A PARTY WITHOUT ME?? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he nearly jumps out of his chair* N-non, mademoiselle..!! Sheepy: Izzy: I thought you were my friend. Sheepy: Izzy: You even invited… Sheepy: Izzy:….. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I did not. Sheepy: Izzy: Holmlock Shears and uh… Sheepy: Izzy:…….. Sheepy: Izzy:….Some guy off the street maybe? Arsé-kun: Watson: *he looks done* Sheepy: Sherlock: Huh? His name isn’t Holmlock Shears. Arsé-kun: Lupin: A-anyway, mademoiselle, would you happen to have any of those lost posters left? Sheepy: Izzy: No, that’s your name. Sheepy: Izzy: HECK YEAH I DO!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: May we have one? Sheepy wanted to see it. Sheepy: Izzy: *she takes one out and gives it to Lupin* Thanny was like, “this is stupid!” and left. Sheepy: Izzy: So I designed it on my own! Arsé-kun: *Lupin immediately passes it to Sheepy* Sheepy: Izzy: There’s the most recent photo I had and then a baby picture. Sheepy: Izzy: Because I can show off any baby photos I want on missing people posters! Arsé-kun: Lupin: That’s… Uh, not how it works, I think…. Sheepy: Sheepy: Um, but… this kid looks younger than me. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I see the similarities, though. Sheepy: Izzy: Oh, yeah! I rule over violent death! I’m one of the main reapers! Nice to meet you two. Sheepy: Izzy: Don’t worry! You have lots of time ahead of you! Sheepy: Izzy:….Although. Sheepy: Izzy: How do I phrase this…?? Sheepy: Izzy: Well, it’s not too important I guess? Arsé-kun: Lupin: ….? Sheepy: Izzy: Your friend has a soul, right? Like, he’s supposed to have one? Sheepy: Izzy: The geeky one. Arsé-kun: Impey: *he comes in, with cake. Impey, why* Huh? Yeah?? Sheepy: Izzy: Is that so…. Arsé-kun: Impey: *he puts the cake down, looking worried* Shhhould I call him? Sheepy: Izzy: Lemme just say this as bluntly as possible. Sheepy: Izzy: He doesn’t. Sheepy: Izzy: I stopped detecting it a while ago. Like, when I got here. Arsé-kun: *Impey takes out a cell phone and calls Fran. Everyone can hear Fran’s phone ringing downstairs. .. He does not answer it.* Sheepy: Izzy: Huh…. Arsé-kun: Impey: ……… Sheepy: Izzy: And I thought he was supposed to have maaaaannnyyy years ahead of him. Sheepy: Izzy:…. Arsé-kun: Impey: …. Wait, are you saying what I think you’re saying?! Sheepy: Izzy: Sort of? Sheepy: Izzy: We reap souls when people die, so… Arsé-kun: *Impey fucking bails at the speed of GONE.* Sheepy: Izzy: ? What’s up with him? Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. Were you saying that he died..? Sheepy: Izzy: I dunno if he’s DEAD…. Arsé-kun: Lupin: You don’t know…??? Sheepy: Izzy: I can’t tell. Sheepy: Izzy: OK, kiddo! I bet you want to see a real live dead body, right? Let’s go! Sheepy: Sheepy: But- Sheepy: Izzy: *she grabs Sheepy’s hand and rushes towards the scene of the crime* Arsé-kun: Watson: what just happened Sheepy: Sherlock: I have no idea! Sheepy: Sherlock: Should we follow them? Arsé-kun: Lupin: It would probably be for the best. Sheepy: Sherlock: But how much would we help? … I guess they’ll get mad if we don’t go… Arsé-kun: Lupin: … I don’t think we could do much, in actuality. Sheepy: Sherlock: Huh? Really? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Perhaps. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh well. Arsé-kun: Watson: Shall we have cake, then? Sheepy: Sherlock: Um, but what if that guy is dying? Arsé-kun: Watson: I have the feeling that it’s out of my league. Sheepy: Sherlock: I’m of no use either. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Me, too. Sheepy: Sherlock: Maybe later. Sheepy: Sherlock: I guess I AM a detective but… Arsé-kun: *More importantly, downstairs..* Arsé-kun: *Impey’s trying to revive Fran. At least Fran isn’t dead.* Sheepy: Fran: *he collapsed at the table. the alchemy stuff is untouched. a card was left and something was etched into the table.* Sheepy: *….fran is also completely unresponsive…* Sheepy: Izzy: Hmmm… Arsé-kun: Impey: –Fran?? *he shakes Fran* C'mon! Wake up! Sheepy: *he doesn’t wake up.* Sheepy: *he’s still breathing… maybe he really is sleeping?* Arsé-kun: Impey: …… *he’s fallen quiet, but he’s still trying* Sheepy: Izzy: It’s not gonna work. Sheepy: Izzy: People need their souls. They can’t live very long without them. Arsé-kun: Impey: …………….. …………….. *he slowly stops* Sheepy: Sheepy: Let’s find who took it and get it back! Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he finally joins them* Eh? We can do that? Arsé-kun: *Impey has sat down next to Fran, an expression of sadness beginning to form on his usually-cheerful face. He slowly and carefully pulls Fran into a gentle embrace, burying his face in Fran’s shoulder. He shakes and shudders, silently weeping in fear and sorrow. On the occasion that he raises or turns his head, his tears are able to flow more freely. His eyes seem to have lost their usual shine, replaced with a dull, red glaze. He is absolutely and completely broken-hearted. “Victor….” Sheepy: Sheepy:!! Oh, no! Impey, don’t cry! … … I’ll figure it out!! Sheepy: Izzy: *she is reading the card.* … … Those idiots! They think they can steal MY kill?! That was gonna be mine!! Sheepy: Izzy: I can’t just accept this! Sheepy: Sheepy: *he’s looking at what’s etched on the table* This symbol… Sheepy: *a big, furry dog has entered! he sticks his snout in Impey’s face. hellooooo gimme attention. the dog pauses, gets up on its hind legs, and wraps his forelegs around impey* Sheepy: Dog: *boof. please ignore how big and sharp my teeth are, and how muscular I look when I stand* Sheepy: Izzy: Just what we need, a dog! Hey,doggy, do you smell any smells? Any smells that can find the culprit? Sheepy: Dog: *he sniffs at the card Izzy has put in front of his face, getting one of those big dumb dog grins on his face and a quickened tail-wagging rate* Arsé-kun: Lupin: ……. *he backed away when the dog first arrived, and is watching it with a look of discomfort and nervousness.* Arsé-kun: Watson: *he finally catches up, again* Arsé-kun: Impey: ….? *he slowly looks at Dog. Dooog?* Sheepy: Dog: *please stop crying and give me attention. I am Important.* Arsé-kun: Impey: *he slowly reaches up and pats the dog.* Sheepy: Dog: *he licks Impey’s face. gross.* Arsé-kun: Impey: H-hey! Sheepy: Dog: Hey? Hey! Hey! Hey! *woof* Arsé-kun: Watson: Holmes, that was unsanitary. Sheepy: Dog: *whimper* Sheepy: Sherlock: you’re the wan with the unsanitary mouth. Arsé-kun: *Impey’s kind of staring at Sherlock. Lupin is still uncomfortable* Arsé-kun: Lupin: ……. So now you’re so happy you’re wagging your tail. Literally. Sheepy: Sherlock: I’m vvveeeeerrrryyyyyy excited to help!!! Sheepy: Sherlock: I’ve never been more excited!!! except when I saw a squirrel a few days ago!!!! I chased it into a tree and got stuck! but wilson helped!! Arsé-kun: Watson: *deadpan* watson. Sheepy: Sherlock: the card has a smell! I smell a trail! follow me follow me follow me!! Sheepy: Sherlock: *he tugs at impey* Arsé-kun: Impey: But, but, what do I do with….? *he means fran* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he tilts his head, as though he’s thinking* Sheepy: Sherlock: I can drag him along!! Arsé-kun: Watson: Please don’t drag. Sheepy: Sherlock: I’m no horse! I can’t carry him on my back. Sheepy: Izzy: Psh.. if I have to. Sheepy: Izzy: *she takes Fran from Impey* Arsé-kun: Impey: *he wipes his eyes and stares at Sherlock in amazement* S-so.. Y-you’re the werewolf….? Sheepy: Sherlock: No! Werewolfs are brutes! Sheepy: Sherlock: They bite people and hurt people! Sheepy: Sherlock: I’m a… … … the name’s verrrryyyyy complicated!! But I don’t bite and eat people! My job is to protect the young, the sick, and the injured! Arsé-kun: Impey: Oh! A Faoladh! I think that’s greek. Or irish. Sheepy: Sherlock: Yes!! Sheepy: Sherlock: That’s me!! Sheepy: Sherlock: I’m verrrryyyy eager to help! Sheepy: Sherlock: *he sniffs at the card once again and starts following a scent trail* Arsé-kun: Impey: *he runs after Sherlock* Sheepy: Izzy: *she follows them. Sheepy stays close to Lupin* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *He walks behind them, wary* Sheepy: Sheepy: Why do you think they did that? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I don’t know. Sheepy: Sheepy: Maybe they wanna sell it. Sheepy: Sheepy: Is that possible? Sheepy: Sherlock: We’re getting closer!!! Sheepy: Sherlock: I wonder who it is! Sheepy: Sherlock: *he slows down some to let them catch up* Sheepy: Sherlock: Look, look! Sheepy: Sherlock: There!! That’s someone! *tailwag* ​Welcome!! Arsé-kun: *There most certainly is. Who, you can’t tell, due to wearing a hood. They’re seated on the ground, holding a blue flame in their hands. They seem to be concentrating on it.* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he goes over to investigate. do you like dog snout in your face? no? too bad* Sheepy: Izzy: Ah, that thing in their hand is… Arsé-kun: *That definitely gets their attention, and they scoot backwards in terror.* Sheepy: Sherlock: IM SHERLOCK!! Hey hey hey hey! Welcome!! Arsé-kun: ??: W-w-were….. T-take it back, take it! J-just stay away from me! *Sherlock obtained the soul! dadada daaaaaaaaa* Sheepy: Sherlock: *you know that weird thing dogs do where they’re feeling really playful so they stick their butf in the air and they shake it? he’s doing that.* You look fun!! What’s that? Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh! I got the thing! I got the glowy thing! Sheepy: Izzy: *she goes and retrieves the soul from Sherlock, giving the hooded figure a good look* Sheepy: Izzy: Did Thanatos give you this order? *she sounds dead serious* I didn’t. Sheepy: Sheepy: Lupin, who’s that? Sheepy: Sherlock: They look nice!!! Sheepy: Sheepy: They took Fran’s soul. Sheepy: Sherlock: Let’s be friends!! Sheepy: Sherlock: I’m not a werewolf so it’s okay! Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t bite people! Sheepy: Sherlock: I’m something that’s veeeeerrrry hard to pronounce for me! Arsé-kun: ??: …… *they look from Sherlock, to Izzy* No. You know I want knowledge. Sheepy: Izzy: Don’t run off with it when I’m right there. Arsé-kun: ??: Didn’t know you were present, Ma'am. I was going to return it. Sheepy: Izzy: You realize that if it’s not given back fast enough, they’ll die, right? Arsé-kun: ??: Of course I know that! Sheepy: Izzy: Then don’t make that mistake. Sheepy: Sherlock: Did I do well?? Sheepy: Izzy: *she returns Fran’s soul to him [Fran]* Sheepy: Fran:……*he slowly opens his eyes* …….huh? Arsé-kun: Impey: Victor! Are you okay?! Sheepy: Fran: Impey…? What happened? I feel really tired, but other than that, I’m okay… Arsé-kun: Impey: Hold on, I need to make sure you’re you! *he kisses Fran on the mouth* All right, we’re good! Sheepy: Fran: *his face goes bright red* Sheepy: Izzy: *she passes Fran over to Impey* Sheepy: Izzy: There’s a few people you can’t do that too. They’re off limits. Arsé-kun: Impey: *he hugs Fran and glares at the Dude* Arsé-kun: ??: N-noted, ma'am. Sheepy: Fran: *he seems pretty happy to be hugged* Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh! He’s back! YOU’RE BACK!! Sheepy: Fran: *he clings to Impey. nopenopenope* Sheepy: Sherlock: *whimper* Lupin, why is everyone scared of me? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he shrugs* Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t bite people. Sheepy: Sherlock: You’re not scared of me, right? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Scared, no. Wary, yes. Sheepy: Sherlock: Huh? Why? Sheepy: Sherlock: I’d never hurt you! *he is a sad pup* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Because I have never dealt w-with a were before… N-nothing against you, though..! Sheepy: Sherlock: But I’m not a werewolf!! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Lycanthrope, then. Sheepy: Sherlock: *sad dog noise* Sheepy: Sheepy: What does he learn from taking souls? Arsé-kun: ??: Whatever I want from them. Nothing personal, though. Arsé-kun: Impey: *he puts Fran down. Now that he isn’t worried about Fran, he approaches Sherlock* Sheepy: Sherlock: *friend?? FRIEND!!* Arsé-kun: Impey: Can I… Can I pet you?? Sheepy: Sherlock: *he gets excited. that’s probably a yes* Arsé-kun: Impey: *he slowly puts his hand on Sherlock’s head* Sheepy: Sherlock: *good. good!* Arsé-kun: *And then Impey just ends up semi-aggressively petting Sherlock. Who’s a good boy? Who is it? Is it you?* Sheepy: Sherlock: *IT’S ME!!!* Arsé-kun: Impey: *IT’S YOU!!* Sheepy: Sherlock: *WOAH!!! ME!!!* Sheepy: Sheepy: Why did you steal Fran’s soul? Arsé-kun: ??: I answered that already. Sheepy: Sheepy: But… what’s so interesting about his knowledge? Sheepy: Izzy: Hmmm… actually. I’ve got a question for you. Arsé-kun: ??: Yes? Sheepy: Izzy: You’re smart. Do you know of any wish granters who have, y'know… granted wishes recently? Arsé-kun: ??: Huh? N-no, ma'am. Why? Sheepy: Izzy: He says he was cheated, though. Arsé-kun: ??: *he seems thoughtful* …. No idea. Sheepy: Izzy: That’s too bad. Sheepy: Izzy: If you hear anything about wish granters cheating their customers, though, can you tell me? Arsé-kun: ??: Of course, ma'am. Sheepy: Izzy: Thank you~! Sheepy: Izzy: I’m glad it was you, though. Sheepy: Izzy: I was ticked, because I thought someone stole his soul and because I rule over violent death, it’s technically mine. Sheepy: Fran: That’s very, um, concerning. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Y-yeah. Sheepy: Izzy: Is it? Sheepy: Izzy: Anyyyyway, because it’s mine, I didn’t want anyone to touch it. Arsé-kun: Lupin: That says a lot about the future. Listed under things I didn’t want to know. Sheepy: Sheepy: But don’t you feel at all bad? Arsé-kun: ??: I was going to return it. I don’t see the issue. Sheepy: Izzy: Nope! When you’re in the biz long enough, you stop feeling bad for those you know you’re going to claim the souls of. Sheepy: Sheepy: I wasn’t asking you, Mr. No Name. You’re okay. Arsé-kun: ??: I have a name. Sheepy: Izzy: *she pats Sheepy on the head* If you follow my example, you’ll go from animals to humans in no time! Sheepy: Sheepy: You have a name? Sheepy: Izzy: Completely ignored…! Sheepy: Sheepy: What’s your name? Arsé-kun: ??: Germain. Sheepy: Sheepy: Lupin calls me Sheepy so that’s my name now. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh! Nice to meet you! Sheepy: Izzy:…But.. but… we lovingly chose out your name… well, actually, I tried to name you, but I was met with, “Izzy, Godzilla isn’t a good child’s name! Nor is Terminator!” Sheepy: Izzy: Why does everyone hate my ideas? Sheepy: Fran: Um… Watson… do you think that getting your soul taken can cause health problems? Arsé-kun: Watson: I wouldn’t know. It was returned, so I don’t believe so? Sheepy: Fran: Oh, good… Arsé-kun: Impey: *he laughs* Godzilla?? Sheepy: Izzy: I tried to name him Godzilla. Sheepy: Izzy: It fit him perfectly! Arsé-kun: Impey: I can’t believe Sheepy is actually Godzilla. Sheepy: Izzy: But instead he got an incredibly lazy name. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I think you should tell him what it is. Sheepy: Sheepy: Lupin, what’s a Godzilla? Sheepy: Izzy: His name’s Aries, because that’s the star sign he was born under. Sheepy: Izzy: Lazy, right?! Sheepy: Sheepy: I like Sheepy more. Arsé-kun: Lupin: That’s fine. Sheepy: Sheepy: So I can just stick with that name? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oui. Sheepy: Sheepy: Great! Also, um… Sheepy: Sheepy: I know we’ve figured out who I am, but… I wanna stay with you still. I feel like if I stay with you, we can find the guy who made me this way. Sheepy: Izzy: I’ve been totally rejected… ouch.. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Eh??? Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, um, I guess you’re not okay with that. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Non, non, I’m okay with it! I just… But… Why? Sheepy: Sheepy: I feel safer around you. Arsé-kun: Lupin: ………… *he looks slightly vexed* That’s… Fine, then Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, that’s great! Sheepy: Sheepy: I’ll do my best to be useful to you! Arsé-kun: Lupin: And the first order of business is grocery shopping. Tomorrow. Sheepy: Sheepy: OK!! Arsé-kun: *Germain apologizes to Fran in the background, explaining that asking for souls generally does not work. Fran accepts multiple times. It is an experience* Sheepy: Sherlock: Germain doesn’t seem bad!! Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, oh! If people are scared of me because I look like a big dog, would this help? Sheepy: Sherlock: *he stands up on his hind legs* Arsé-kun: Impey: *he looks up at Sherlock* *woooooooow* Sheepy: Sherlock: I just look like a very tall man in a mascot suit, right? So no one should be scared of me! Arsé-kun: *Germain appears to be the contrary.* Sheepy: Sherlock: ….? Sheepy: Sherlock: Is this worse…? Sheepy: Sherlock: But… but I don’t want to be scary… Sheepy: Sherlock: Wilson, how do I not be scary? Arsé-kun: Watson: *he shrugs* Sheepy: Sherlock: Hmm.. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he stifles a yawn* Arsé-kun: Impey: Oh, right. *he goes over to Sheepy* Lupe told me already. Here. *he passes some energy on* Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh…? Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh… thank you…! Sheepy: Sheepy: But… I thought you weren’t supposed to do that because it doesn’t end well for either party. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he gets back on all four again* Sheepy: Sherlock: Wilfred! Should we go home? Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, um… Lupin, are you tired? Sheepy: Sherlock: Home has Wag!! And Iris!! And Hudson!!! I miss them verrrrryyyyy much! I haven’t seen them in forever! Sheepy: Tom: look impey its a werewolf Sheepy: Tom: but thats not the werewolf i saw Sheepy: Tom: i havent seen this werewolf before Sheepy: Tom: oh hi there edgy man i am tom Sheepy: Tom: im a ghost Sheepy: Tom: i do ghost things Sheepy: Tom: like this *he knocks watson’s hat off if he is wearing one* Arsé-kun: Impey: It’s okay once in a while! I’ve never done it for ya, have I? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he nods once Impey’s done speaking* Yes. Oui. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he picks his hat up* Ah, so you’re Tom? Nice to meet you. Sheepy: Tom: woah Sheepy: Tom: youre bowler hat man Sheepy: Tom: the werewolf i saw was smaller Sheepy: Tom: but. yes yes yes i am tom Sheepy: Tom: i am dead it is nice to meet you Sheepy: Tom: did you know Sheepy: Tom: catbirds are good at copying other birds Sheepy: Tom: but never accomplish anything themselves Arsé-kun: Tom: kind of like me Sheepy: Tom: and are absolute monsters who will go after you just because you’re alive Sheepy: Tom: what did i miss Arsé-kun: Lupin: A lot. Sheepy: Tom: but im important Sheepy: Sheepy: Should we head back if you’re tired? Arsé-kun: Lupin: … I’d like to. Sheepy: Sheepy: OK! I want to! Arsé-kun: *so they go back* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he, too, appears a bit tired. sheepy. what did you even accomplish today? not much that’s what* Arsé-kun: *you dont have to physically do much to be tired* Arsé-kun: *anyway, once they get back to the apartment, lupin immediately collapses onto the sofa. better find somewhere else to sleep, sheepy* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he thinks for a moment, goes to get a blanket, and puts it on Lupin* Arsé-kun: *How kind of you* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he goes to bed.* Sheepy: *and by bed, I mean one of the chairs* Arsé-kun: *sheepy no* Sheepy: *sheepy does as sheepy wants* Arsé-kun: *and that’s where Sheepy wakes up the following morning.* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he starts to get up. ow. stiff. better not try curling up in a chair again. ow, ow, ow.* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he’s already up, and reading a book. He looks up* Good morning. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh…! Good morning! Sheepy: Sheepy: What time is it? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Almost noon. Sheepy: Sheepy: ..Oh. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oops. Arsé-kun: Lupin: And there was a bed you could have used. Sheepy: Sheepy: There was? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oui. Sheepy: Sheepy: …where? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Down the hall, of course. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh… Sheepy: Sheepy: I hope you weren’t too cold last night! I gave you a blanket but I don’t know if it helped at all… Arsé-kun: Lupin: It did, merci. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, good! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Impey and Fran have left, by the by. Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh? They did? *he looks a bit sad* Why? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Fran has work. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, right… Arsé-kun: Lupin: We’ve got to go grocery shopping, anyway. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, yeah! I forgot! Sheepy: Sheepy: When should we go? Arsé-kun: Lupin: When you are ready, I suppose. Sheepy: Sheepy: OK! I’ll go get ready!! Arsé-kun: *They go out when Sheepy is ready. What a big store. wowee* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he sticks real close to Lupin. he doesn’t want to get lost in ＳＴＯＲＥ　ＨＥＣＫ* Arsé-kun: *Sheepy has a good time. I guess. Until it comes to carrying groceries back. haha, get rekt nerd* Sheepy: Sheepy: *this is heavy. he is suffering* Arsé-kun: *Lupin is not suffering as much.* Sheepy: Sheepy: *hide the fact you’re having trouble. hide the fact you’re having trouble.* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Do you need help? Sheepy: Sheepy: No, I’m fine! Sheepy: Sheepy: *remain strong.* Arsé-kun: Lupin: D'accord. Sheepy: Sheepy: *oh, good, he didn’t ask further.* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Bonne chance. *he goes on ahead* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he lags behind some* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he notices, and waits for Sheepy to catch up* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he is thankful for this.* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Are you sure you don’t need help? Sheepy: Sheepy: I’m sure!! After all, I said I’d carry this! So it’s my job now! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Vouz avez plein de merde. I don’t believe you, but fine. Sheepy: Sheepy: I don’t want to feel useless, so I have to do something. Arsé-kun: Lupin: W-well, all right. Sheepy: Sheepy: So, don’t worry! I’ll manage! Arsé-kun: Lupin: If you say so. Arsé-kun: *they survive and make it back to the apartment. the elevator is not an asshole* Sheepy: Sheepy: *HE’S SO HAPPY TO FINALLY PUT IT DOWN* Arsé-kun: *And Lupin starts putting it all away* Sheepy: Sheepy: Is there some way I can help? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Oui. Arsé-kun: *and then they get everything away* Sheepy: Sheepy: I hope I was of assistance! Arsé-kun: Lupin: You were. Arsé-kun: *Meanwhile, at the house of sherlock and pals* Sheepy: Sherlock: Hey, Watson. Don’t go out tonight. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he sounds dead serious* Arsé-kun: Watson: !! *he looks up from his writing* I’m not sure what I should be more concerned about: Your tone, the warning, or that you got my name right. Sheepy: Sherlock: There’s a werewolf. He’s okay during the day, but… he’s very violent at night. Sheepy: Sherlock: I keep watch over him, but I’m sure he wouldn’t hesitate to kill you. Sheepy: Sherlock: So please be careful. Don’t go out no matter what. Arsé-kun: Watson: *he nods* I understand. What I don’t understand is how you were able to keep all this from me. Sheepy: Sherlock: Hard work and determination! Arsé-kun: Watson: *he laughs* I can respect that. Sheepy: Sherlock:…Because. Sheepy: Sherlock: I thought if you found out… Sheepy: Sherlock: You’d be scared of me and eventually hate me like everyone else. Arsé-kun: Watson: Nonsense. You’re already my friend. Sheepy: Sherlock: I’m really glad!! Arsé-kun: Watson: … If you’re a … I forgot what you said you were, is this other wolf something different? Sheepy: Sherlock: Mhm. They’re your run of the mill werewolf. Brutish, violent, cruel. No control over their actions. Every full moon they change and begin their hunt. Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t know if they’re hungry or just enjoy the bloodshed, but… Sheepy: Sherlock: It’s disgusting. Sheepy: Sherlock: I feel bad for those who have been cursed with it… Arsé-kun: Watson: That sounds terrible. Sheepy: Sherlock: It’s my job to protect people, but… Sheepy: Sherlock: He’s much more powerful than me. Arsé-kun: Watson: Isn’t there any way to keep him in check? Sheepy: Sherlock: I don’t know. Arsé-kun: Watson: If you’d like, I can do some research. Sheepy: Sherlock: As long as you aren’t in danger. Arsé-kun: Watson: Of course. Arsé-kun: *There’s whining and scratching from the front door. Get the door.* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he opens the door* Arsé-kun: *It’s a dog! They look happy when they see Sherlock. Did I say dog? I meant a wolfish dog. Wolfdog. Shut up* Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, Issachar! Hi! I was just about to head out! Arsé-kun: Issachar: *he barks and wags his tail.* Sheepy: Sherlock: Did you want to come with me? Arsé-kun: Issachar: *Yip!* Sheepy: Sherlock: OK! Let’s go! I’ll be back before you wake up, Wilson! Arsé-kun: *so Issachar and Sherlock go out!* Arsé-kun: *they then arrive at a small house. it’s a few miles away, but the walk isn’t hard.* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he basically kicks the door in* Vaaaan, we’re here! … Van? Sheepy: Sherlock: Maybe he’s sleeping. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he hunts for Van and finds him!! sleeping.* Sheepy: Sherlock:…. …. *he prods at Van* Vaaaan, wake up, we’re here. Sheepy: Sherlock: It’s me! Sherlock! Sheepy: Sherlock: *as soon as there’s any sign that Van is waking up, he gives him a big hug* Sheepy: Sherlock: I’m verrrrryyyyy happy to see you! Sheepy: Sherlock: Issachar and I are here to make sure nothing bad happens tonight! Arsé-kun: Van: …. *he groans and reaches for his glasses* wh'time is it…? Sheepy: Sherlock: 2:30! Arsé-kun: Van: You’re here this early…? Sheepy: Sherlock: Yeah! Arsé-kun: Van: Ugh. Sheepy: Sherlock: What’s wrong? Arsé-kun: Van: ’m not ready for this month. Sheepy: Sherlock: If there was some way I could fix it, I would. Arsé-kun: Van: Yeah, I know. Move so I can get up. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he moves* Sheepy: Sherlock: Don’t worry! I’ll make sure nothing bad happens! Sheepy: Sherlock: Because that’s my job! And we’re friends! Sheepy: Sherlock: So I should protect you! Sheepy: Sherlock: I didn’t come too early, right? Arsé-kun: Van: I guess not. Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, good! Sheepy: Sherlock: My friend may look into it. Arsé-kun: Van: That would be great. Sheepy: Sherlock: Yeah! Sheepy: Sherlock: He’s smart! Arsé-kun: Van: ….. *he’s quiet for a moment, then bangs on the wall* Get out of the fridge, mutt! I hear you doing that! Sheepy: Sherlock: ? Arsé-kun: Issachar: *he strolls in with meat hanging out of his mouth. issa no* Sheepy: Sherlock: Issachar, that’s his food. Arsé-kun: Issachar: *he whines* Sheepy: Sherlock: Don’t do that again. Arsé-kun: Issachar: *he gulps it down and whines again* Sheepy: Sherlock: It’s not nice. . You aren’t the one who bought it. Arsé-kun: Issachar: ….. I’ll pay for it! Sheepy: Sherlock: You will? Arsé-kun: Issachar: Well, yeah. Sheepy: Sherlock: OK, good. Arsé-kun: Issachar: *he sits down* Sorry, Van! I couldn’t help it. Arsé-kun: Van: Yes, you could. And I’m not taking you for a walk, either. Sheepy: Sherlock: I’d think you’d have a bit more self control than that… Arsé-kun: Issachar: I don’t need that anyway! The walk here was enough! Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, good. Arsé-kun: Issachar: *he lies down on the floor and huffs* Sheepy: Sherlock: Oh, um, how have you been, Van? Arsé-kun: Van: Fine. Sheepy: Sherlock: That’s good! Sheepy: Sherlock: Everything has been great recently! Arsé-kun: Van: that’s good. Sheepy: Sherlock: Is there anything I can do to help before, uh… Arsé-kun: Van: … Do we not do the same thing every month? Sheepy: Sherlock: I guess that’s true.. Arsé-kun: *and then we skip to that night bc fuck* Sheepy: *Sherlock would think about how uncomfortable his transformation just was, except he’s more concerned about Van* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he checks on Van* Arsé-kun: *If by “Van”, you mean that shuddering furball, he’s there and alive. And still changing. Lovely sounds include bones BREAKING TO REARRANGE. IT’S SO LOVELY* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he goes over to see if he can comfort the shuddering furball* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he wonders why, exactly, he doesn’t have such a painful transformation like van’s* Arsé-kun: *maybe bc sherlock is a werewoof.* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he sits by Van* Arsé-kun: *BEING HELSING IS SUFFERING* Sheepy: Sherlock: *don’t worry I’m here for you buddy* Arsé-kun: Van: ……… *he huffs and uncurls. why he so tol.* Sheepy: Sherlock: *HELLOOOO FRIENDO* Arsé-kun: Van: *he pushes Sherlock to the side so he can get out of the room. He doesn’t push Sherlock hard, though.* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he follows close behind Van, tail wagging as he goes* Arsé-kun: Issachar: *he yips and moves out of Van’s way* Sheepy: Sherlock: Where are we going tonight?? Arsé-kun: Issachar: No idea! Sheepy: Sherlock: I guess it’s really up to him. Arsé-kun: *Van is busy dumping food into his face. Packaging and all. Van, no* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he is slightly concerned about the packaging part* Arsé-kun: *And Van finished before lumbering outside. He’s go* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he follows Van* Arsé-kun: *Van makes his way up a hill.* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he follows Van up the hill* Sheepy: Sherlock: What’s up at this hill that’s so exciting? Sheepy: Sherlock: *he moves to Van’s side and looks around* Arsé-kun: Van: *he plops down and makes a noise somewhere between a whine and a growl. Doesn’t seem too happy* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he is confused. why is he unhappy.* Arsé-kun: Issachar: *he trots over with a branch in his mouth* rets ro romrmphin! Sheepy: Sherlock: Would he appreciate you throwing a branch around??? Arsé-kun: Issachar: ri rurro. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he pokes at Van some* Arsé-kun: Van: *he glares* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he goes over to join Issachar* Sheepy: Sherlock: What’re we gonna use this stick for?? Arsé-kun: Issachar: Whatever we want! Sheepy: Sherlock: Sounds good to me! Arsé-kun: *then they play with the branch. it’s great. that poor tree gets rekt because Van joined in. rip tree* Sheepy: *rest in pepperoni tree* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he’s somewhat relieved that Van has joined in* Arsé-kun: *and that most of van’s aggression is on the tree, and not dogs* Sheepy: *Sherlock is thankful for that* Arsé-kun: *So is Issachar* Arsé-kun: *the tree isnt.* Sheepy: *but the tree is not as important as the dogs* Arsé-kun: *of course* Sheepy: *who knows, the tree may even be the person who cheated sheepy* Arsé-kun: *if they were, they’re dead now* Arsé-kun: *anyway, the night passes without incident* Sheepy: *it was amazing* Arsé-kun: *ye* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he heads home.* Sheepy: Sherlock: *he makes sure not to wake Watson up* Arsé-kun: *good job* Sheepy: *HE DONE IT!!* Sheepy: *you know what it’s time for? Izzy to kick the door of arsene’s apartment down* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *and he jumps, like usual* Sheepy: Izzy: Hey-o! Arsé-kun: Lupin: Mademoiselle, with all due respect… Please don’t kick the door. Sheepy: Izzy: But that’s my main way of entry! Sheepy: Izzy: How’s everything going??? Arsé-kun: Lupin: F-fine..? Sheepy: Izzy: Great! I’ve got a request for you. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Is it work? Sheepy: Izzy: Sort of? Arsé-kun: Lupin: And I’m not being paid overtime, am I? Sheepy: Sheepy: I thought you don’t get paid. Arsé-kun: Lupin: …… The point stands. Sheepy: Izzy: I need you to capture this guy for me. I need info from him. Sheepy: Izzy: I’d do it myself, but, y'know. Arsé-kun: Lupin: All I heard was “Lupin, please jump off a roof.” *he sighs* I’m going to need more information than that. Sheepy: Izzy: I can throw you off one if you want! Arsé-kun: Lupin: P-please have mercy. Sheepy: Izzy: Here, I have a picture of them. Arsé-kun: *Lupin takes the picture* Sheepy: Izzy: I want them alive. Arsé-kun: Lupin: …… I’ll see what I can do. Sheepy: Izzy: Good, good! Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. But, why? Doesn’t he work for you? Sheepy: Izzy: You think he listens to me? Arsé-kun: Lupin: …… oui? Sheepy: Izanami: That’s where you’re wrong. Arsé-kun: Lupin: I see. Sheepy: Izanami: He goes missing suddenly, he never listens to our orders, and I’m pretty sure he’s got something up his sleeve. Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. Noted. Where am I to bring him? Sheepy: Izanami: Here’s the address. *she gives a slip of paper to Lupin* Boy, am I lucky to have you. Sheepy: Izanami: You listen more and you’re more fun than most of the reapers working under me. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Th-thank you? Sheepy: Izanami: No, really, I mean it! Sheepy: Sheepy: *he hasn’t been paying much attention to this* Sheepy: Izzy: Oh yeah. Thanks for being a babysitter. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Je vous en prie. Sheepy: Izzy: Now! I should probably leave you to whatever you were doing. Arsé-kun: Lupin: ….. I was going to go out later, too Sheepy: Izzy: Huh? Really? Sheepy: Izzy: Go ahead and do that. It’s no rush. Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. You can guess what I mean bu “go out”. Either way, merci. Sheepy: Izzy: That I can! Sheepy: Izzy: See you later! *she go* Arsé-kun: Lupin: Sheepy? I’m going to get dressed, and I’m going out for a few hours. Sheepy: Sheepy: Okay. I’ll stay here. Sheepy: Sheepy: Is there anything you want me to do while you’re gone? Sheepy: Sheepy: I’m sure there’s something I can do. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Of course. Feed yourself. Maybe find fresh clothes to put on. Sheepy: Sheepy: OK! Arsé-kun: *So Lupin goes out!* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he does as Lupin asked, and then decides to clean. gotta stay busy.* Arsé-kun: *Lupin is out far longer than he probably intended. It’s getting dark* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he’s starting to get a bit worried…* Arsé-kun: *Today’s options include: Ask Tom to look, look out the window, look off the roof, go downstairs and look. Or do nothing* Sheepy: Sheepy: *Ask Tom to look *Look out window *Look off the roof >​Go downstairs and look Arsé-kun: *Sheepy goes downstairs. Lupin is not there.* Sheepy: Sheepy: *Ask Tom to look >​Look out window *Look off the roof Arsé-kun: *Sheepy doesn’t see shit! There is faint yelling in the distance, though. This is followed by Lupin flying into view, dragging Germain along. Werewoof Sherlock is with them. Not far behind them is a very large, angry, outraging bara furball.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh. That looks like a predicament. Arsé-kun: *team WE’RE GONN CRY bursts through the doors, which inexplicably catch on fire. Fire stops the angered furball* Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, hi. Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he lets go of Germain and lands* Salut. Let’s all agree now to not ever go through that again. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he just. flops over. he’s done. he just wants a nap. save him from this misery.* Arsé-kun: *Germain is sobbing a little.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Why was that furry man chasing you? Arsé-kun: Lupin: Full moon. Were. *he sounds like he’s catching his breath* Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh.. Arsé-kun: *the doors stop being on fire.* Sheepy: Sheepy: Why was the door on fire? Arsé-kun: Lupin: I panicked a little. Sheepy: Sheepy: I don’t think I’ve ever been that panicked in my life… Arsé-kun: Lupin: …. Either way, if he comes back, we’re not safe. Sheepy: Sheepy: What do we do if he comes back? Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he shakes his head* I don’t know. Sheepy: Sheepy: Maybe we should call your boss and ask her to help… Arsé-kun: Lupin: … It’s worth a shot. Arsé-kun: *Lupin calls Izzy* Sheepy: Izzy: Helloooo, how may I transfer your call? Arsé-kun: Lupin: To whatever department manages us not being murdered by an angry were. Sheepy: Izzy: Oh, you came to the right place! One moment. I’ll be over. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Please and thanks, I lit the doors earlier. Sheepy: *Izzy hangs up. About ten minutes later, she arrives* Sheepy: Izzy: The star of the show is here! Arsé-kun: *and so is van, again.* Sheepy: Izzy: Huh, you didn’t mean the sleeping carpet on your floor. Arsé-kun: Lupin: Non. Sheepy: Izzy: Oh, well. Hey, Mr. dog, I really would recommend going somewhere else. Sheepy: Izzy: You don’t wanna know how a reaper’s scythe feels. Arsé-kun: *Izzy is snarled at. Van doesn’t seem to care for the words you are speaking* Sheepy: Izzy: Fine, I warned you. Sheepy: Izzy: *she summons her scythe* Arsé-kun: Van: *he growls and raises his haunches. or whatever. i dont furry anatomy* Sheepy: Izzy: *she gets ready to fight* Arsé-kun: *Van leaps at her! roaaaaaaar* Sheepy: *Izzy tries to protect herself using her scythe* Arsé-kun: *and that just serves to make the angry furball angrier* Sheepy: Izzy: Alright, you asked for it! Sheepy: Izzy: *she goes for him with her scythe* Arsé-kun: *Today, we learn that limbs are meant to stay on. It’ll probably be where it belongs in a few hours.* Sheepy: Izzy: Oh, huh. That’s not what I intended to do. Arsé-kun: *and then van grabs his arm off the floor at whacks izzy with it. effective* Sheepy: Izzy: Eww. You’re getting werewolf blood all over me. Sheepy: Izzy: Aren’t you at all concerned about the fact that I just cut off your arm? Sheepy: Izzy: You bloodied up my scythe, too! Sheepy: Izzy: I just cleaned it! Arsé-kun: Van: *He growls, baring his teeth and preparing to lunge at her again* Sheepy: Izzy: If you do that, I’ll cut the other off, too! Arsé-kun: Van: *he’s still growling* Sheepy: Izzy: Sit. Sheepy: *Sherlock.. is napping through this. Good job buddy. You’re contributing so much.* Arsé-kun: *germain’s still crying.* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he’s gone over to try to help comfort Germain* Arsé-kun: Van: *he does not sit. he snaps in izzy’s general direction* Sheepy: Izzy: That’s not sitting. Sheepy: Izzy: Unless you act nicer and stop trying to kill people, I’m gonna treat you like a dog. Sheepy: Izzy: Ordering you around and talking to you like you’re a baby. Arsé-kun: Van: *he’s STILL growling. izzy, that’s not working* Sheepy: Izzy: Shush. Arsé-kun: Van: *a single bark is thrown into the growl 3x combo* Sheepy: Izzy: Barking’s okay. No growling. Sheepy: Izzy: Put your arm back down and chill. Arsé-kun: Van: *he drops to all fours (threes. shut up) and stares. look how HAPPY he is. SO MUCH. YES.* Sheepy: Izzy: Do you want me to.. Sheepy: Izzy: Give you a ​hand? Arsé-kun: Van: *he snaps at her again* Sheepy: Izzy: No, really. Do you want me to help you with your arm? Arsé-kun: Van: …… *he snorts and sits down.* Sheepy: Izzy: *she goes over and starts helping him, y'know, put his arm back on. because that works.* Sheepy: Sheepy: How are you feeling?? Arsé-kun: Germain: Terrified, disgusted, and uncomfortable, but fortunately alive. Sheepy: Sheepy: That last one’s always good. Arsé-kun: Germain: Yes, yes, of course. Sheepy: Sheepy: I think the dog’s done for now, and the other one’s sleeping. Arsé-kun: Germain: Yes, yes, I do see this, but I swore I had seen a third. Arsé-kun: Issachar: *woof!* Dog?? Where?? Sheepy: Sheepy: There’s a dog who lost his arm just now and another dog right there. And there’s a third dog, apparently. Are you the third dog? Arsé-kun: Issachar: That’s right, kid, I’m a dog! Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Well, this guy saw you. That’s what he was saying. Arsé-kun: Issachar: *he tilts his head* Hello, sailor! I’m the well behaved dog. Sheepy: Sheepy: But the one that’s sleeping right now seemed well behaved the last time I saw him. Arsé-kun: Issachar: I was kidding! Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Arsé-kun: Issachar: And for the record, I’m no were, either. Sheepy: Sheepy: You aren’t? Arsé-kun: Issachar: Nope! *one zorua-esque backflip later, he hu mun. with clothes. not sure how that works. dont ask. dont tell* Ta-daa! Sheepy: Sheepy: Wow. Arsé-kun: Issachar: *and he sits down. plop.* Really, the only one of us that is a real were is Van. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh. Is that why he attacked them? Arsé-kun: Issachar: Yeah. *he frowns* He always gets like this. Me n’ Sherlock can handle him the day before and after the Full, but day of? Not at all. Sheepy: Sheepy: Will his arm grow back? Arsé-kun: Issachar: … Uh. No? Sheepy: Sheepy: She cut his arm off. Arsé-kun: Issachar: hUh?? *he looks back at Van again* Sure doesn’t look like it from here! Sheepy: Sheepy: She did. Sheepy: Sheepy: We all saw it. Sheepy: Sheepy: And then he picked it up and hit her with it. Arsé-kun: Issachar: … Sounds like something he’d do. I’ll believe it. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh, good. Sheepy: Sheepy: Maybe she fixed his arm, if you don’t see that it was cut off. Arsé-kun: Issachar: Maybe! Sheepy: Sheepy: Are you feeling better? Arsé-kun: Germain: *he nods* Y-yes, I think I’ve calmed down. Sheepy: Sheepy: I’m glad! Sheepy: Izzy: That’s great! Now, quite unfortunately for you, I’ve got business with you, and I guess this place is as suited as any. Arsé-kun: Germain: Ahh?? L-like what, ma'am? Sheepy: Izzy: I think you know. Arsé-kun: Germain: … Oh. Sheepy: Izzy: Don’t think you’re getting out of it. I want to know everything. Arsé-kun: Germain: … I suppose I’m trapped. Where shall I begin, ma'am? Sheepy: Izzy: Wherever you want. I don’t care, as long as I know everything by the end of it. Arsé-kun: Germain: “Everything” is a bit of a broad spectrum.. Sheepy: Izzy: What you’re doing. Why you’re doing it. What your aim is. Arsé-kun: Germain: Learning as much as I can. Because I ’d like to know a wide range of topics. For curiosities sake and also something else. Sheepy: Izzy: I don’t believe you. Arsé-kun: Germain: I did not lie. Arsé-kun: Germain: I just did not detail the end result. Sheepy: Izzy: Detail the end result. Arsé-kun: Germain: Not here. Sheepy: Izzy: Is it really so bad that you don’t want to discuss it here? Arsé-kun: Germain: Not bad. It’s just not a well received topic due to how others understand it. Sheepy: Izzy: Huh? Sheepy: Izzy: Sounds shady. Arsé-kun: Germain: *he shrugs* It’s like how the modern world think zombies are raised dead, when that isn’t what the originally were. It’s nothing bad. Sheepy: Izzy: Oookay. If you say so. Sheepy: Sheepy: How d'you do the thingy? Arsé-kun: Germain: …? Sheepy: Sheepy: The thingy where you read people’s souls or whatever. Arsé-kun: Germain: … I don’t know how to explain. It’s just something I’ve always done. *he slowly shakes his head* Sheepy: Sheepy: Are you reading their memories or something? Arsé-kun: Germain: I could if I wanted, but no. Sheepy: Sheepy:….Would it work on me if my memories got stolen?? Arsé-kun: Germain: *he blinks* I… I do not know. Are you asking what I believe you are? Sheepy: Sheepy: Uh-huh! Arsé-kun: Germain: ….. *he looks up at izzy* Sheepy: Izzy:….I don’t agree with it, but whatever. I can’t complain. Go ahead. Arsé-kun: Germain: I will be quick, I promise. Sheepy: Sheepy: I probably don’t know anything you care out, but… Sheepy: Sheepy: I hope it isn’t too inconvenient. Arsé-kun: Germain: I recommend you sit back against the wall. Sheepy: Sheepy:….? OK… *he does so* Sheepy: Sheepy: Why? Arsé-kun: Germain: So you do not fall, of course. *he turns, and lightly places his hand on Sheepy’s chest. His hand then goes INTO sheepy’s chest, and he pulls out a green soul. He quickly glances at Izzy again, and then turns his full attention to the soul* Sheepy: Izzy: *she watches him closely* Arsé-kun: *Other than breathing, he doesn’t seem to be doing much.* Sheepy: Izzy: *and Germain?* Arsé-kun: *thats who i meant you dope, but its basically the same, except germain is conscious.* Sheepy: Izzy: *she waits* Arsé-kun: Germain: *it’s hard to tell if he’s even conscious by this point, with how little he’s moving- oh, never mind, he blinked. the first in several minutes* Sheepy: Izzy: *creepy* Sheepy: *sheepy doesn’t mind because he’s unconscious* Arsé-kun: Germain: ……. *he blinks a few more times, and shakes his head. He puts the soul back and waits.* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he wakes up* Sheepy: Sheepy: Huh… .. oh, how’d it go…? Arsé-kun: Germain: Well. When you said “Stolen”, I’d thought they’d only be missing in your head.. Sheepy: Sheepy: What do you mean…? Arsé-kun: Germain: There’s barely a trace of your memories in your soul. Before we sound too negative, though, your knowledge remained. Sheepy: Sheepy: Really??? Arsé-kun: Germain: I didn’t go through much, as I did not intend to. I did get something, though. Sheepy: Sheepy: What’d you get?? Arsé-kun: Germain: You had a bit more knowledge of genies and fae than anyone your age would need. *he closes his eyes again and shrugs. he :). the default. it returns* Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh… Sheepy: Sheepy: So that means I probably asked one for something and they cheated me. Arsé-kun: Germain: If that is the case, it had to be the fae. Genies cannot cheat except certain situations. Sheepy: Sheepy: Oh…! Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he returns from wherever the fuck HE went. By which i mean he was lurking on the stairs for the last two minutes. Before that, dragging the changed-back van upstairs.* So that’s what it was? Sheepy: Sheepy: That’s what he said. Sheepy: Sherlock: *he, too, has changed back, except he’s still sleeping on the floor* Sheepy: Sheepy: But what does that mean for me? Sheepy: Izzy: Once I find that fairy I’ll throw a table at them! Sheepy: Sheepy: …. but how would that fix anything? Sheepy: Izzy: It wouldn’t, but it’d mqke me feel better! Sheepy: Izzy: Although, I gotta make sure it’s a whole table, because if it isn’t, it’ll give them…. a leg up. Sheepy: Sheepy:………….huh?​ Sheepy: Izzy: You know, like table legs? Maybe it’s missing table legs? Sheepy: Sheepy:………….ok. Sheepy: Izzy: Aww, shoot, they took your sense of humor, too. You would’ve laughed before. Sheepy: Sheepy: Was that a joke? OK… Sheepy: Sheepy: *in the most bored way possible* Ha. Ha. Ha. Sheepy: Izzy: You poor child…. Sheepy: Izzy: You poor, poor child… Arsé-kun: *Lets skip to the following afternoon, for convenience* Sheepy: Sheepy: *he is being himself aka clumsy aka he probably knocked something over bt accident and is now cleaning it up* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he decides to help* Arsé-kun: *Elsewhere, Germain is hunched over multiple books, his wide-open eyes darting from book to book. Tightly gripped in his hand is a staff, an ugly thing with skulls hanging upon it. The foreign language written on the pages seems to make sense to Germain, and a faint smile crawls onto his face. Pleased with his findings, he gently closes the aged tomes, scattering dust throughout the air. He stands, closing his eyes and setting his staff on the table. His smile remaining, he extinguishes the lights and leaves the room, locking the door behind him.* Arsé-kun: *But anyway back to sheepy and lupin* Sheepy: Sheepy: Thank you! Sorry for knocking it over…..! Sheepy: Sheepy: I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going and tripped… Sheepy: Sheepy: But, d-don’t worry! I didn’t hurt myself! Sheepy: Sheepy: *a nervous grin has spread across his face, and despite his words, he seems intent on hiding his hand from view and the slight smell of blood is in the air…* Arsé-kun: Lupin: ….. Did you hurt yourself? Sheepy: Sheepy: Nope! Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he gives a side glance to Sheepy* Really? Sérieux? Sheepy: Sheepy: I didn’t! Arsé-kun: Lupin: So the scent of blood must be my imagination. Sheepy: Sheepy: *welp. he’s caught. better just show his hand off to Lupin* Arsé-kun: Lupin: *he sighs, and fetches bandages* Sheepy: Sheepy: Sorry!

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How should young women react as #MeToo moves into dating? Female writers discuss | Anne Perkins, Iman Amrani, Marie Le Conte, Rachel Shabi and Ash Sarkar

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How should young women react as #MeToo moves into dating? Female writers discuss | Anne Perkins, Iman Amrani, Marie Le Conte, Rachel Shabi and Ash Sarkar

Five female commentators share their views on how Aziz Ansari and Cat Person are taking the #MeToo debate into todays dating scene, showing gender disparity and raising consent issues

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How should young women react as #MeToo moves into dating? Female writers discuss

Aziz Ansari and Cat Person are taking the #MeToo debate into todays dating scene, showing gender disparity and raising consent issues

Anne Perkins, Iman Amrani, Marie Le Conte, Rachel Shabi and Ash Sarkar

Wed 17 Jan 2018 07.48EST Last modified on Wed 17 Jan 2018 17.54EST

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I recognise that by blaming Graces response, I am also saying that on one level Ansaris behaviour is OK. Photograph: Cassie Wright/WireImage

Anne Perkins: Being young is the time when you should be utopian in your views

Part of me wants to give Grace a really good shake. What did she expect, dating Aziz Ansari, a man 10 years older than herself and famous enough to have an overdeveloped sense of entitlement, whatever his public reputation as a thoughtful and considerate person fully signed up to #MeToo. The message of his haste to leave the restaurant, the food barely finished, the wine untasted, and race her back to his apartment is so blatant it might have been written up in one of those neon bubbles.

Her failure to tell him where to go once things went pear-shaped when she was there is even more worrying. Sure, she indicated that it was not what she wanted. A genuinely thoughtful man of course would have responded appropriately. He didnt. She should have left. That is level one in elementary social skills.

But I recognise that by blaming Graces response, I am also saying that on one level Ansaris behaviour is OK. Thats what men do. Its down to women to handle it. Get used to it.

And the point of telling stories like this is to say to other women, and men, its not you, its him. To say, check your ideas about consent. Consent is not the absence of rejection. It is not a tense silence. It is not passive. It should not be capable of being misread.

Utopian, perhaps. But whats the point of being 23 if you dont refuse to get used to stuff thats wrong?

Anne Perkins is a Guardian columnist

Iman Amrani: Bad experiences should not be lumped with serious assaults

There are three main things in my experience that can expose young women to exploitative or uncomfortable situations. First, money. Whether its keeping a job or a roof over your head, the need for it can push some women into circumstances that they wouldnt freely choose. Second, ambition. Drive can lead to women feeling forced to put up with things that they know are unacceptable, in order to achieve a greater objective.

Both of these factors expose women to abuses of power as we have seen in many of the cases of workplace harassment, from Hollywood to Westminster to all the women contributing to the #MeToo movement. Its this power struggle that adds weight to the stories about hands being placed on womens knees or unwanted advances, and its important this movement continues.

The third trap is the desire to be liked. There is a societal pressure on women to be attractive, friendly, and grateful, felt most acutely in young women. Aziz Ansaris accuser, Grace, and the narrator of Cat Person fall into this one. The latter might be fictional, but both accounts resonated widely with many young women. Both feature women in their early 20s, who found themselves in circumstances they didnt want, but felt unable to fully vocalise that they had reached their comfort limits.

Part of dating and sex as a young person is finding our boundaries, learning to protect them and develop the confidence to tell people who overstep, in no uncertain terms, where they can go. Not many people are born with this confidence, and it isnt something you can learn in a two-hour workshop on consent, but through making mistakes. Some of the situations that contribute to our experience may be unpleasant or regretful, but that doesnt necessarily mean that they should be grouped with assault, harassment or rape.

There has to be room for both men and women to make mistakes, to create a space where real dialogue can happen and where people can learn what is and isnt OK. Lumping all these grey-area stories in the wider #MeToo debate about rape, assault and the abuse of power only serves to drown out the voices of women whose stories should be focusing on this week, such as Simone Biles, and the countless other women who are bravely speaking out.

Iman Amrani is a Guardian multimedia journalist

Marie Le Conte: Men can no longer be seen as guided by their sweaty crotches

I had a conversation with an older feminist recently and she asked why women of my generation seem to hate men. We never stop criticising them, find endless examples of objectionable behaviour, and will gleefully turn on any man deemed not good enough by our precious standards.

She wasnt entirely wrong our expectations are undeniably higher than they used to be but my response was that it was, at least from my viewpoint, the exact opposite.

We expect more from men because we want to have more faith in them.

I refuse to see them as foolish animals, clumsy and to be pitied because life isnt easy when one simply cannot understand the complex and confusing women around them, choosing instead to be guided by their sweaty crotches.

This is why some of the responses to the claims about Aziz Ansari felt puzzling sure, we could have an argument about why the woman didnt leave, but why not talk about why he felt the need to keep trying it on?

Why can so many men feel so comfortable trying to sleep with women who dont want to sleep with them? Why do so many men think they can plunge their tongue down a womans throat before making sure its wanted?

Incidents which to some feel too small to be scandalous actually reveal the way men see women, and if they have no trouble crossing womens boundaries once or twice, where will they stop?

Weve been raised to see men as the superior intellectual gender, so spare me the idea that they just dont know what theyre doing.

If women can go through life without lunging at men, groping them, and treating their bodies as property, then surely we can expect men to do the same in return.

Marie Le Conte is a French freelance journalist living in London

Rachel Shabi: Older women wondering why millennials dont walk away have forgotten dark times

These stories have forced light into another area where it is sorely lacking: the stark lack of parity over sexual agency, expectation and desire. Its there in harsh, excruciating detail: the distorting and damaging ways in which heterosexual men and women are socialised about sex.

This isnt about a generational divide, despite some of the responses to such stories. Doubtless this terrain is thornier for younger women who, on top of the usual biases, are also navigating complications imposed by a certain kind of porn culture, and the image- and confidence-twisting burdens of social media.

But maybe the older women wondering why millennials dont just walk away from horrible sexual encounters have forgotten the times when they also stayed, rather than dealing with the awkwardness, risk his angry response, or navigating the paralysing weight of confusing expectation. Because women are socialised to be polite and accommodating, and are under constant pressure to be passive pleasers in every way, to the extent that our own desires and ambitions are routinely subjugated.

Such is the pervasive social messaging around gender and sexuality, such are the ever-present biases, that a woman asserting her own will or expressing a preference risks being labelled as unpleasant, unattractive or aggressive as it is in the boardroom, so it is in the bedroom. And thats before we even get to the men in the equation, with all their socially conditioned expectations, damaging biases and toxic assumptions.

Its messy and awkward and all tangled up, but if this #Metoo discussion is bringing us on to the question of what genuine equality in sex and relationships might look like, then good. In that spirit as with all parts of this debate we could do with less judgment and a lot more listening.

Rachel Shabi is a freelance writer and commentator

Ash Sarkar: A divergence in perception between men and women must be addressed

Theres a truth to the Aziz Ansari story which extends beyond whether or not he behaved in the manner alleged; that all too many of us have had sexual encounters in which one persons comfort is subordinated to the urgency of anothers desire.

Traditional feminist discourse from Susan Brownmillers Against Our Will to more recent discussions prompted by the Harvey Weinstein revelations has focused on a figure of the rapist as monstrous and malevolent. However, nearly one in three women have experienced sexual violence at the hands of an intimate partner the archetypical perpetrator looks less like a grotesque outsider, and more like a familiar neighbour. We hold him in affection and esteem. We trust him. We might even desire him.

Whatever we wear, wherever we go yes means yes, and no means no! The old Reclaim the Night slogan misled a generation of feminists into understanding consent as binary, and violation as self-evident. Were supposed to announce our consent (or lack thereof) like were entering a plea at trial.

But yes, in a context of mutual respect, might be a joyful wordlessness; no might come in the guise of not now, maybe later, or even well, OK then. In a society where sex is often seen as something to be extracted from partners like a mineral or an ore, a soft no is just so much social sediment to be worn away.

A rigidly legalistic model for understanding consent doesnt encourage men to shift the parameters of how they understand sex. The Ansari allegations show us that the task isnt to get men to see themselves as rapists, but to see their partners pace of desire as being of equal primacy to their own. There is no god-given right to orgasm: even a one-night stand requires patience, empathy and a capacity to interpret more complex cues than what is accepted in a court of law.

For what its worth, I believe Grace in her account of events. I also believe Ansari when he says: It was true that everything did seem OK to me, so when I heard that it was not the case for her, I was surprised and concerned. Its precisely this divergence of perception which men need to address. That starts with viewing consent as the beginning of a social process not a verdict at the end of a long process of litigation.

Ash Sarkar is a senior editor at Novara Media, and lectures in political theory at Anglia Ruskin and the Sandberg Instituut

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My fallout 76 beta thoughts

I played through the B.E.T.A for fallout 76 and enjoyed it greatly, that said I had my fears when I preorded the game. When I first got it I was thinking about how much I enjoyed the previous fallout games and wanted to get the game in the hopes of getting some preorder gift, my wishes for these gifts were forgotten when I learned that those who preorded the game would be able to participate in the beta for the game a few weeks before release, this made me super excited for the rest of the week, for the rest of the time I made sure to skip all of the ingame spoilers that i could, luckily I did not come across much aside from the rare snippet whilst I did not search for it, I did however plan out a build, in this planning stage I ended up with an agility/strength build, my original plan was to have a pistol wielding gunslinger but my plans quickly changed to a one handed melee build. I wanted to have a fists only build but the lack of my awareness of fisting weapons prevented me from traveling down that route, that was until I found a pair of knuckles off the dead bodies inside of a lighthouse, still I continued on investing in my current melee build keeping my fisting ideas in store.

How I traveled:

Wielding only a combat knife and a 10mm I explored the wasteland, I traveled off the beaten path my fellow vault dwellers traveled, there I found workshops and even a suit of power armor hiding within a barn, without any real use for the power armor I took its fusion core and traveled on, in total I found three workshops in the north, east and west directions from the vault, each workshop costed only 25 caps to control.

My experience with others:

In general my experiences with other players has been enjoyable, though I did notice a lack of other players using mics. Throughout my travels I was only interacted by one player, he shot at me while I was cutting down the scorched with a combat knife, I had thought he was shooting at the scorched trying to help me but missed them and hit me instead so I finished off the scorched and noticed that even after the scorched were slain he was still shooting at me with a little pipe gun. Accepting his challenge I ran at him and stabbed him, in response he took out his shotgun, he could not get a single round off before I stabbed him to death.

In total my complaints are:

1. The server crashed on me occasionally.

2. I would randomly get hit by an invisible spirit both inside and outside of combat, most commonly right after combat.

3. Melee builds seem very op.

4. I felt the small limit of players per server limits the enjoyment that could be had from how large the map is.

5. I felt the game forced the player to go at a slow pace to really enjoy the games environment, this is especially bad for the multiplayer aspect of the game where you have a group of people each doin their own thing and rushing everywhere.

6. There needs to be some sort of way to travel, not necessarily fast travel but because the map is so big some way to get from one side to the other would be nice, it would however promote faster gameplay and may be best utilized if there were factions or players fighting each other from bases.

7. As I just mentioned about factions, player owned factions or main game factions that effects the map in some way, think of it like fo4's factions where at the end the factions you chose controls the commonwealth.

8. The wasteland feels lonely, while I did not play with others I wanted to enjoy the world instead. What I'm hoping to see is some sort of companion, I'm hoping to see a return to the automatron DLC from fo4 where we can build our companions or gain a robotic friend that seem to be an abundance as remnants with nothing else do to but stand over a corpse telling it how much it hates camping.

9. I felt the game was too easy at times, the enemies didn't give me much sense of urgency to not get hit by them and I constantly came across supplies I needed to survive. Now this may just be my wish for a difficult experience like when I mod fo4 to extreme realism but even playing alone I didn't feel the need to even use a stimpak very often which ended up with me being loaded with them.

10. Someone teach the scorched how to shoot. I constantly found myself inside of a building with scorched outside shooting at the building rather than at me. As for a graphical glitch that was throughout my playthrough but i have yet to see it in other peoples plays are the scorched inability to actually hold their guns, too many times I've noticed their guns bugged in their hands with their fingers sticking through the gun itself.

Conclusion.

In total I truly do believe that the game still likes a solo playthrough, groups can be fun but will ultimately prove a hazard for other players. But do not let that disway anyone hoping to enjoy a nice fallout game where you can enjoy the wasteland, in fact it may even prove beneficial for the play if you think of other players like the mercenaries from Assassins Creed Odyssey but with more interaction and even more possible outcomes. From a role players perspective I see this as a great opportunity since you will have a more varied audience, the lack of npc's however may prove annoying for any rp not including other players, unless you want to play a survival playthrough where you travel through the wasteland trying to survive off the land and living from your camp. I do feel the game is a little easy and that the enemies dont exactly give me this sense of urgancy that the previous games gave me. I loved playing the beta and I want to play more but at the moment the game will get repetitive without long term goals or a reason to come back to a location that wont get repetitive due to events. I am happy to say that my fear may not last long since the developers are constantly listening to the fanbase and trying to make improvements, as evidence listen to the people that played both at the greenbriar and the beta, many of whom are saying the game is running much more smoothly and I predict that after each beta the game will get more smooth and cleaner and way more playable, within a year of release it may not even look like the beta anymore, just like elder scrolls online the game may get updated until it doesnt even feel like the same game. I remain hopeful of the games future and wishing to continue playing.

Should you buy it?

When the game releases the bugs seen during the beta will be in the past, however the main game itself will not have changed very much. That said it will likely be changed after a few months of release, so should you buy it as soon as possible? No, the game is too early in development and playing it on day one may easily burn you out and prevent you from playing the game when it gets to the height of possibility.