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Desiree: *slowly nods* I see.. *she shrugs* I wouldn’t really know much of anything. I can’t say that I know your parents at all. *she tilts her head as she watches him sew his robe once more* Umm… Why don’t you just go get new clothing? I’m certain there are things that you can wear other than dresses..
Kalysto: *tenses, momentarily bristling* For starters, it’s a robe. ROBE. You know, spell-casters wear them? Secondly, I earned this damn thing. I worked my way up the ranks to be awarded this – it’s like a badge of honor, or acheivement. Only the best cloth finery is afforded to the best spellcasters in the war effort. *flicks his ear back* Don’t you dare call it a dress again. I’m not some cross-dressing lunatic.
Desiree: *mutters* I’ve sworn that I’ve seen a few real dresses in your drawers when I was looking for that soul shard thing… *She shakes her head and frowns* And no, I don’t know. Mother most definitely doesn’t wear any thing like a robe, and she’s a spellcaster. In fact, you’re the only person that I’ve ever seen wear them… No wait.. their is the priest guy… *she smirks* If you want to have fun, we can beat him up.
Kalysto: *groans* Priest? He isn’t one of those arrogant holy, holier-than-thou ones is he? Rhydork is almost as irritating as that on his own. I wouldn’t be able to do much though, other than melt his insides or cause him to go blind. Unless… *glances off to the side, thinking*
Desiree: *snarls* Oh, hell yes, he is. *she clenches her fists as she thinks about the priest in question* The day that he spotted my little brother, Dimitri – you know, the one with wings – he proclaimed him a demon. He has a tendency to want to try to hit my brother with a bit stick if my brother is anywhere around. *she then smirks* So, I make a point of making his life a living hell.
Kalysto: I know how to do that without too much effort on my part. *carefully snaps his thread and sets the robe on the bed beside him. He crouches down, reaching under his bed for a soul shard and proceeds to crush it in his hand* So, do you want to make his life hell? I should introduce you to the first companion I ever had. I knew him when I was five. I actually knew him longer than that, but it took me until I was five years old to work out how to talk back to him. *scatters the dust across the floor, then raises a hand out over the dust, binding a small impish creature into the tangible world* This is Kuppit. He’s a little bag of shit if ever there was one.
Kuppit: *excitedly looks around his surroundings and bounces on his heels before leaping into Kalysto’s dresser to begin tearing it apart* Yarr-yarr-yaaaah! Gimmie the shinies!
Desiree: *yelps as the small creature leaps across the room to Kalysto’s dresser. At the same time, she steps back, winding up bumping into Kalysto in the process. So, she releases another yelp for she hadn’t been paying attention. She then looks up at Kalysto before composing herself* Well… Yea… I think that description works. *she frowns* Do you really want him destroying your room though?
Kalysto: *flatly, not really seeming to care when Desiree bumps into him* No. *reaches down to grab the imp by the arm, lifting him up out of the dresser* That’s enough now. *tries to pry the sock out of Kuppit’s teeth, which ends up being torn* If you want shinies, I’ll show you how to get them. *glances at Desiree, smirking* Lead the way.
Kuppit: *spits out the sock fibers in his mouth* Shinies!? Gimmie-gimmie-gimmie the shinies!! *immediatley struggles in his master’s grip, wanting to flee*
Desiree: *stares at the imp for another few moments. She then shakes her head in order to recompose herself* Umm… Yea… Lead the way.. Right! *she coughs as if to recover from her brain freeze. She then steps away from Kalysto and begins to move through the base. Soon enough, she reaches the area where she can sense St. Sephy* He’s near here..
Kalysto: *follows Desiree through the base, stopping once she reaches the area where she can sense the Priest Sephiroth* I see. *holds Kuppit at an arm’s length, then sets him on the ground, patting him on the head* There’s somebody up ahead in this room. They took all of your shinies. You’re going to have to look everywhere for them, because they might be hidden. Off you go.
Kuppit: Your wish is my command. But don’t think I’m sharing any of the shinies with you! *bounds into St Sephiroth’s room and immediately launches a fireball at the bed to distract him* Yarr-yarrr-yaaaaahhh!!
St Sephiroth: *chokes for a moment as he sees the imp bound into his room* A demon! Kill it! *quickly grabs at his staff, then smacks Kuppit over the head*
Desiree: *tilts her head as the imp moves toward St. Sephiroth. However, as the ruckus begins, a grin creeps over her face. Soon enough, she turns around and begins to snicker* Good. He deserves every single moment of that.
Kalysto: *”If he wants to see a real demon, I should track Bael down and send him on in there. I’m sure they’d love to meet up. By meeting up, I mean Bael smashing his skull in with a fist.”* *peers in the doorway*
Kuppit: *screeches as he is bashed. He is very quick to launch himself at the staff, hugging onto it, also grabbing and gripping it with his claws. He begins to use his teeth to chew into the wood, trying to break it* Shinies in this!? Where do you hide them?
St Sephiroth: Get off my staff at once! *hurls the staff across the room, causing Kuppit to bash into the opposite wall as the staff hits it*
Desiree: Hmm… Nah.. I rather just torment him. This works quite nicely. *she turns to look at Kalysto again. She then nods* Thank you very much. *she begins wandering away from the room, not really caring to watch the insanity that is occurring with the demon and priest. However, she pauses after a few steps* I’ve been meaning to ask you about one other thing..
Kalysto: I don’t see how he thinks a kid with wings is a demon. Wings does not equal demon. By that theory, birds, dragons, and bats are demons. Hmm. I don’t think so. *shakes his head and leaves Kuppit and St Sephiroth to get better acquainted* What was that one other thing you wanted to ask me?
Desiree: *glances at the wall and bites her lip as she ponders over whether to continue with this line of conversation or not. Eventually, she decides to turn and face Kalysto before looking into his eyes* Your big demon guy.. Bael.. He said the only reason he helped me was because you liked me. I just want to know if that was a true statement.
Kalysto: *glances back at Desiree, then moves to grasp her hand in his, lightly patting it for a moment before releasing it* Of course I like you. If I hated you, your brain would have melted out of your eye sockets a long time ago. Why are you asking? Isn’t that obvious?
Desiree: *blinks as Kalysto grips onto her hand. She then tilts her head and looks up at him. Carefully listening as he speaks, she frowns then slowly shakes her head* No… Not obvious.. You have a tendency to tell me to not touch you and stuff…
Kalysto: And you should listen to that, you know. *narrows his eyes* If I don’t want to be touched, you shouldn’t be breaching that and ignoring what I’m saying. If somebody tells you to stop, you should stop. Why don’t you?
Desiree: *grumbles* Back to that… *she shakes her head* Most of your words are aggressive toward completely benign stuff. I don’t know what you hate about me… But yea.. *she shrugs and steps away* You send so many mixed signals..
Kalysto: *rolls his eyes then shakes his head* Oh stop it. You’re being too self-concious I think. *glances around himself, then moves in to hug her* I appreciate what you have done for me. *moves back from her and shakes his head* Now don’t worry any more.
Desiree: *blinks then grins as she’s hugged* Thank you.. You’re still very confusing. *shaking her head, she moves away from him* Come on.. We should.. Umm.. Well, you probably should still be remaining rested or something..
Kalysto: My stomach healed if that’s what you are worried about. The muscle is still tender and that silver-haired human boy still needs to remove the stitches as I no longer need them, but I’m fine more or less.
Desiree: *nods* I know that you’re doing a lot better than you were. Still, I can’t imagine that you should be straining yourself too much. *she shrugs* Come on, let’s at least get those sticthes removed. *she begins leading Kalysto to the infirmary* ~Zach, can you help Kalysto out?~
Kalysto: *shrugs* Yeah, alright. I didn’t really strain myself that much to begin with, though. You do know what I do again, don’t you? There’s not much physical strain to it. I just wave my hands a lot and focus. *follows her along anyway*
Zach: *”What did he do this time?”*
Desiree: *sighs and rolls her eyes* No, I didn’t mean that way… That’s not what I meant at all. *she nods to their surroundings* This entire place was not built for those like us. The stairs alone are proof of that, Kalysto. I’m certain traveling too much can agitate things… right? *Shrugging, she enters the infirmary* Go ahead and pick someplace to sit. ~He didn’t do anything, Zach. We just want to see if he can have his stitches removed.~
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