[You'd think that Daniel Dickens would obtain some semblance of chill after not only being in a relationship with someone who accepts his flaws, but even getting married to such a wonderful person in fact. Maybe one would think that this would cause him to ease up a bit on any insecurities he has or concerns about proving himself and the like.
Well, normally you would be right, because Grimm is indeed the best husband he could ask for and most days Danny doesn't feel any of that crushing weight like he did in the past... except that their very first Valetine's Day as a married couple is here and suddenly the flood gates are kicked wide open again as he panics on what he should do.
Now sure, Grimm would likely appreciate any romantic gesture Danny wants to give, but even so, Danny still paces back and forth rapidly, mind running with a million ideas and trying to settle on the best one because... well, it is their first Valentine's spent together married, he wants it to be special. So he should do more than just flowers, right? Should they go on a date somewhere? But what would be a good place that makes it more special than just an average date? Decisions, decisions.
He hasn't consulted with Grimm per-say on the other's opinion, because he wants it to be a surprise, but really, it doesn't take a genius to guess that Danny has been thinking really hard about this the closer the date approaches.
Though, hey, hopefully Grimm is not experiencing nearly the same level of concern Danny is, right?]
Valentine's Day, as such, is not a holiday in Hallownest. There are certainly celebrations of love, but the customs associated with them are somewhat different. Somewhat more insectoid, and not something Danny would appreciate, probably.
But he knows Valentine's Day is important to humans, especially humans who have taken the step of marriage. Which is why he's absolutely stressed himself out, trying to figure out how to discover the ideal Valentine's Day plan without... you know, asking his husband. Because that would spoil the surprise, obviously.
Grimmchild, meanwhile, sees their dads stressing over the same thing and is mildly exasperated at both of them. Like now, when they land on the pacing Danny's shoulder and rub their face against his cheek. It Will Be Fine.]
[Grimmchild's attention manages to break Danny out of his pacing, blinking momentarily in surprise before he relaxes a little, no longer walking back and forth so much. He reaches up a hand to hold Grimmchild there on his shoulder, offering a smile.]
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to worry you. I'm just... nervous. But it's a good kind of nervous, I think?
[A normal kind of nervous, even--he can't be the only one who ever has these kind of worries in regards to Valentine's, right? So in a way, it's... kind of a relief, that he is capable of having normal worries like this too, even after the kind of life he's had before.]
Still... I want to do something special this year. Not just a regular date or gift to give, but it's hard coming up with something unique it seems.
She's not all that much older than the students themselves, and her suit's short skirt certainly doesn't help that impression either. She's human (or appears to be), but she speaks with total confidence when explaining the physiology of monsters, their intelligence level, how to communicate with one without it ending in a fight. They can be befriended, or more than that even.]
Oh, and speaking of, if you see any good-looking ones around here, let me know!
[That's... probably not the least professional thing that has been said in this school. Probably.
At the end of the lecture, she smiles brightly out at the students.]
[It's not a particularly common occurrence for there to be women to show up at Night Raven College, given that its an all boys school, so there probably have been some some students whispering among themselves about her looks and so on. Thankfully, not anyone from Octavinelle if only because Azul is standing right there and they can probably feel the intended threatening aura of "all of you better be on your best behavior or else" coming from their dorm leader standing at the back to observe.
Not that he hasn't noticed that she is kind of cute. He's not blind, after all. He has class and keeps it to himself is all, thank you very much.
But then, once she starts talking about befriending monsters--and more--he finds his gaze slipping towards where the Savanaclaw students are, wondering if she is referring to dating them or... more along the lines of something like Grim, who he next glances for in the crowd. He and Yuu are standing up by the front representing Ramshackle Dorm all on their lonesome, so of course a lot of the student body can't also help but drift their attention towards Grim while she talks. Grim has been surprisingly quiet, although maybe that's because Yuu has been keeping a hand at the back of the neck to keep them from interrupting the lecturer via fire blast, perhaps.
Until she asks about any "good-looking ones", and it's at that point that he realizes that Yuu and Grim's attention have also been on him, having glanced back in his direction at this point. So has the delinquent duo from Heartslabyul, Ace and Deuce, and Ruggie and Leona from Savanaclaw. He raises an eyebrow at them before... ah, that's right. They're the few students that actually know what he looks like, aside from Floyd and Jade flanking his sides here. So he ends up glaring right back, daring any of them to say anything. He refuses to believe its because they thought of him in terms of "good looking" so much as probably wondering the same thing he had before about what definitions of "non-human" fell into this woman's supposed category of romance options.
That is, until Ace raises his hand because if anyone here has no tact, it's definitely Ace to get this ball rolling first.]
"When you say good-looking, what exactly qualifies as that to you? Are we talking something like our classmate Grim over there, or something closer to human?"
[Yuu can faintly be heard whispering "Why did you have to ask about whether or not Grim is fuckable, that is not a mental image any of us needed", while Grim sputters indignantly. Riddle, the dorm leader of Heartslabuyl, also looks like he's two seconds away from strangling Ace over this because this is definitely not proper of a Heartslabyul student to ask.]
[Evangeline either hasn't noticed the whispers or, more likely, doesn't care.]
Oh, him? [Evangeline glances over to the most obvious non-human in the crowd - not hard to find.] He's cute, but he's a little small for me. I mean, size isn't everything, but at some point it's just not practical, you know? ...Sorry.
[Most guys don't like it when you call them small. Monsters or not, men are men.]
If they're too close to human I'm not interested. Let's see, extra limbs are always a plus? Claws are great, wings are great, tentacles are great. I'm pretty flexible overall?
[It started out as a normal day: Danny had done some house cleaning, some work from home (he's taken up offering therapy over video chat for people, which is honestly for the best as it also keeps Danny from potentially slipping back into bad habits obsessing over depressed people's eyes instead of actually doing his job), and now he's gone out to get groceries for dinner.
Grimmchild is accompanying him today because it's also a great opportunity for taking the child to the park first, before hitting the store on their way home. And they had a great time! It was when they were preparing to reach the store afterward when Grimmchild happens to accidentally hit someone passing by in the face with a wing when stretching out, from where they had been riding on Danny's shoulder.
Before Danny can potentially apologize to the man, the man responds by hitting Grimmchild right back in retaliation, knocking them off Danny's shoulder as they mumble something about "stupid fucking birds getting in their way"--the man might be a little intoxicated and not thinking clearly, honestly.
But that doesn't particularly matter to Danny, because the second he realizes that Grimmchild's been struck, he's already reached out to grab the other man by the throat and--hey, they're near an alleyway, that's convenient, and turn to slam them against the wall in the provided shade of the alley where no one will see them.]
Apologize. Right now.
[The man grunts, not comprehending, until he focuses on Grimmchild nearby who has likely gotten back up now.]
"What for? It's just a dumb animal. A really ugly one too."
No, they're not. And you're going to take that back.
[A free hand has procured a knife, pointing it at the other man.]
Or else.
[Well, this might be a problem. This guy might get stabbed at this rate. Maybe Grimmchild will be smart enough to look away, or... maybe go find Grimm-Dad and let them know Danny's threatening some guy.]
[Grimmchild is about to apologize themself - not that it would be understood, but Grimm-Dad raised them with manners - when the man hits them. They squeak in alarm, flapping to right themselves before they get far off Danny's shoulder.
But then - oh, Danny looks mad. And has one of those weird nails that humans use. Grimmchild doesn't think that they're equipped to calm him down, so they zip off towards the house to go get Grimm.
Even at their fastest and with Grimm's teleportation, it'll probably take a couple minutes. Good luck, random drunk guy.]
[The good news is that by the time Grimm gets there, the man has not been killed.
... Yet. Because the bad news is that he's definitely injured by the time Grimm gets there, clutching their face where blood can be seen spilling over between their fingers. It's hard to tell if Danny managed to tear their eye out yet as was his MO for murders back home, but an attempt certainly looks like it was made as the man gasps and mumbles about there being too much blood to be able to see right now. The only reason they haven't drawn attention to anyone else yet is because Danny pulled the poor bastard further enough into the alley to not be seen or heard, and as luck would have it, it's currently an hour of the day that no one particularly nosey is in this part of the neighborhood right now.
Danny doesn't even notice yet that Grimm has arrived, too focused on observing his potential victim. Who knows what was said during the scant few minutes they were alone, but it definitely looks like he's considering murder rather than just maiming the guy a little at this point.]
[The realm of dream connects to many lands, often before Grimm has visited that place in waking hours.
Lucid dreamers are some of his favorites to visit, when he finds himself particularly bored or lonely. They tend to remember him between dreams, allowing for a continuity he doesn't usually have, in his cycle of constant travel, death and rebirth.
And Sleeping Beauty has the power to shape her dreams better than most he's known. Impressive for a girl so young.
So when he does arrive at the Library - the air is thick with regrets and anger, there is much cleaning to be done - of course he recognizes her. Currently looking very tired, much grumpier awake than asleep, and beating the heck out of some monsters.]
My. I'd offer my assistance, but you don't seem to be in need of it.
[Her gaze flickers briefly to the source of the voice--her eyes soften a little, as it is one she recognizes fondly rather than just being another source of irritating noise.]
... Grimm.
[She acknowledges quietly, before her gaze flickers back to the Nightmares that she is slaughtering. Indeed, the thorns that surround her waking self seem to be making quick work of them, carelessly slicing through or grabbing and tossing them as hard as she can against the ground.]
Sorry. It's noisy right now.
[But she's certainly trying to eliminate the source of said noise that comes in the form of screaming monsters.]
[Grimm stretches out his arm and a burst of fire burns one Nightmare to a crisp. Just because she doesn't need the help doesn't mean he won't step in to take care of it more swiftly. It's only right, when the enemies are being so annoying.]
[The rules of comedy insist that this meeting must occur in an absolutely stupid location, so: grocery shopping. Even Manjoume has to do that sometimes, probably.
A woman not that much older than Manjoume reaches for the last of the same junk food item as him at the same time.]
Oh! -Well, I guess you and your cute friends have me outnumbered, so it'd be a little silly to fight for it. [She pulls back her hand.]
[Indeed, Manjoume does have to do his own grocery shopping--ever since graduating from school and trying to get involved in the pro leagues, he no longer has any access to his family's money, on account of his brothers being... not particularly happy that he didn't want them greasing the wheels into society than earning the right to be there. But you know what they suck anyway, so fuck them.
So, no more servants that he could send to get him food or cook, he has to go to the grocery store to take care of himself... and his wayward spirits haunting him. The Ojamas can't actually eat his food but they sure do have opinions on which sugary snack he should get and argue "No, Boss, get that other brand, it has even more colors in it!"]
Who cares about colors, that doesn't affect anything about the taste for this one, you morons...
[And then his hand nearly comes in contact with another person's reaching it for something, and he mentally kicks himself. Not because he almost touched some stranger, but because to most normal people, he probably looks like he's talking to himself...]
Ah, no, you can have it, I don't really need it that...
[And then he pauses upon properly processing her words.]
... wait, friends? What friends?
["Hey don't gloss over the fact that she also said cute!"]
[... Good morning to you too, Floyd, who has chosen to very abruptly ask this question first thing in the morning one day when Eva is sitting in the lounge having breakfast with Azul and the twins today.
Thankfully, Azul is not sitting right there when this question gets asked, having momentarily gotten up to get something in the lounge kitchen, and it seems Floyd had been waiting for the other to leave before springing this question onto his boss's girlfriend without warning. Jade is still here though, and he has begun choking on a sip of coffee he had been in the middle of drinking, though it's hard to tell if it's from shock or laughter at his brother's boldness to find out what Azul and Eva are like in the bedroom.]
[The School Festival is finally under way, despite the tense events that came before with Honorable Number Seven initially considering that it would be better to dismiss all the supernaturals from the school, and one of Yashiro's friends nearly being lost between the border of life and death. But now everyone (well, everyone who matters) is back, and life goes on.
Tsuchigomori is stationed outside the entrance of the Haunted House that one of his classes of students had put together, and upon spotting a certain face he's fond of, he raises a hand--four of them, in fact, in greeting to wave them over.]
There you are. I'm glad that you could take the time to come visit the festival.
[A couple of kids gasp and awe at the movement of his multiple limbs, but otherwise nobody seems to be batting an eye too hard. It seems his lie about being in "cosplay" for advertising the haunted house is working at the moment...]
[Usually, when someone sneaks into the 4 PM Bookstacks, it's to. You know. Look at the books. The magical books? Those ones.
Evangeline has not opened a single book. She's sitting at a desk, humming happily and waiting for the caretaker of the bookstacks to show up.
Frankly, she's not interested in reading people's pasts or futures. But she did hear that a demon guards the bookstacks zealously and will eat anyone who trespasses, and that's much more interesting.]
[Initially, Tsuchi had not thought much of anything about the new staff member that had been hired to the school recently. She had looked and smelled like an ordinary human, and was kind enough to listen to the older kids who came to the office seeking guidance for their high school entrance exams coming up soon. He had been prepared to treat her the same way as he does the rest of his human coworkers--polite, but not looking to make friends. Humans who get hired as teachers or other staff at this school tend to lose their memories of Tsuchigomori once they retire, the records adjusted accordingly to make it look like he has been working here for a reasonable amount of years as opposed to his whole life. So there's no reason to worry about anyone noticing something off about him without directly exposing his true self to their eyes.
A new white book appears in the bookstacks, as is customary when a new student or staff member has been assigned to the school, their futures now able to be examined and studied by the keeper of the 4pm Bookstacks. However, Tsuchigomori had not touched it at all until this morning, when the book containing the future of Evangeline suddenly turned a bright vivid red. That certainly got his attention, and sure enough, it seems that fate has other ideas as for the first time in many, many years, an adult human has managed to enter the 4pm Bookstacks.
Tsuchi has kept to the shadows of the ceiling far above her here, watching with careful, suspicious eyes to see what she's doing here. She had suddenly entered before he had even had a chance to actually look at her book to try to find out why it had turned red, and so this is one of the rare instances where he actually doesn't know what to expect here. Did he make a mistake somehow when determining her status as a human, or was it really a sheer accident that she was able to make it here? Normally the staff doesn't care about the rumors that circulate around the school, chalking it up to the active imaginations of children, but to think that this woman would actually go looking into it...
She sits at a desk--his desk, in fact, and he frowns, wondering what to do about this. There's nothing on the desk that incriminates him as being the Monster of the 4pm Bookstacks, but he can't just let her hang out here. He needs to make sure that she isn't going to be a threat to the existence of the Seven Rumors--too many humans knowing about them can make them lose their status as mere rumors after all. He's not so cold as to threaten her right off the bat, however--instead Tsuchi sighs, and swaps out his usual pair of glasses for the ones he normally wears when he's in his human guise as he carefully climbs his way down from the ceiling in a dark part of the bookstacks out of sight of her. Time to play the part of the hapless coworker, and see where this goes for now.]
I swear, this school's library feels like it keeps getting bigger the longer I work here. It shouldn't be this easy to get lost looking for materials for the science department...
[Comes the loud, higher-pitched reedier voice of "Tsuchigomori-sensei" when acting as a human being announced as he approaches her, as if having come from the direction of the entrance to the bookstacks. He's carrying a handful of random papers that look like they're in danger of slipping out of his grasp at any moment as he then caefully pauses, and then adjusts his glasses as if only just now seeing her.]
[It is, as far as Suga knows, a perfectly normal day. He had an entirely uneventful work shift at the jewelry shop he crafts for, and now he's returned to the apartment where he and Tsuchigomori live together.]
Ryuujirou, I'm home.
[When arriving home, of course the first thing he wants to do is go find his boyfriend and give him a kiss. Nothing unusual about that.]
[There's no response--or well, not a vocal one, anyway.
Instead, there's a sudden thump in the living room. Upon reaching the room to see what it is, there's your dear beloved boyfriend who has a hand on the window for some reason and turns to look away towards Suga like a deer in headlights, before recognizing who it is and seemingly relaxing again.]
Oh, hey. You're finally back.
[... Tsuchi also has a pair of cat ears sticking out of his head, and a cat-tail swishing behind him that he does nothing to address yet.]
[It seems that once again, the students of Night Raven College are in peril.
Student singular, actually. Some guy has decided that his best chances of an easy life are kidnapping Azul Ashengrotto, known to be rich as fuck, and holding him for ransom. (The number may have been low enough to offend Azul when he heard it.)
...That his girlfriend happened to be around at the time and also got kidnapped was not part of the plan, but it's not like she can do anything, so it's probably fine? It's probably fine.
As for how this guy is keeping Azul hostage - one, he has some sort of technology that prevents magic in its radius. No signature spells, no nothing. Two, he has some sort of outlandish contraption to cage Azul in, but...]
I really should have made extras just in case... Well! It's not like you can cast anything to get him out. In fact, I'm generous enough - I'll even let you leave if you want, Ashengrotto is plenty.
...Hey, Azul. [Evangeline's voice is calm and level.] How long do you think it would take someone to notice we were gone, if this guy didn't get to send his ransom note?
[Azul was, in fact, offended by the initial number. Between that and this cage instead of the courtesy of a chair to tie him down in, this guy really does have some awful manners, though Azul has at least been very careful with what he has said to the guy whenever he does speak to him. He doesn't make any threats that if Evangeline is harmed that he will kill the guy or anything like that, because he doesn't want the guy figuring out that she is in fact worth more to Azul than how he scales his own worth of self.
When Evangeline speaks up, he turns his head in her direction now, humming in consideration.]
Given that Jade and Floyd were supposed to have been waiting for us in the Lounge today? Within a minute at most, upon us not having arrived early in order to make sure that things were in order.
[Forget being late or even on time, the fact that Azul didn't show up to a thing like ten minutes ahead of time would be a tipoff to those eels that something has happened to Azul, even if they might not know immediately what that "something" was just yet right off the bat.]
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Well, normally you would be right, because Grimm is indeed the best husband he could ask for and most days Danny doesn't feel any of that crushing weight like he did in the past... except that their very first Valetine's Day as a married couple is here and suddenly the flood gates are kicked wide open again as he panics on what he should do.
Now sure, Grimm would likely appreciate any romantic gesture Danny wants to give, but even so, Danny still paces back and forth rapidly, mind running with a million ideas and trying to settle on the best one because... well, it is their first Valentine's spent together married, he wants it to be special. So he should do more than just flowers, right? Should they go on a date somewhere? But what would be a good place that makes it more special than just an average date? Decisions, decisions.
He hasn't consulted with Grimm per-say on the other's opinion, because he wants it to be a surprise, but really, it doesn't take a genius to guess that Danny has been thinking really hard about this the closer the date approaches.
Though, hey, hopefully Grimm is not experiencing nearly the same level of concern Danny is, right?]
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Valentine's Day, as such, is not a holiday in Hallownest. There are certainly celebrations of love, but the customs associated with them are somewhat different. Somewhat more insectoid, and not something Danny would appreciate, probably.
But he knows Valentine's Day is important to humans, especially humans who have taken the step of marriage. Which is why he's absolutely stressed himself out, trying to figure out how to discover the ideal Valentine's Day plan without... you know, asking his husband. Because that would spoil the surprise, obviously.
Grimmchild, meanwhile, sees their dads stressing over the same thing and is mildly exasperated at both of them. Like now, when they land on the pacing Danny's shoulder and rub their face against his cheek. It Will Be Fine.]
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I'm sorry. I didn't mean to worry you. I'm just... nervous. But it's a good kind of nervous, I think?
[A normal kind of nervous, even--he can't be the only one who ever has these kind of worries in regards to Valentine's, right? So in a way, it's... kind of a relief, that he is capable of having normal worries like this too, even after the kind of life he's had before.]
Still... I want to do something special this year. Not just a regular date or gift to give, but it's hard coming up with something unique it seems.
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let's fuckin go. azul
She's not all that much older than the students themselves, and her suit's short skirt certainly doesn't help that impression either. She's human (or appears to be), but she speaks with total confidence when explaining the physiology of monsters, their intelligence level, how to communicate with one without it ending in a fight. They can be befriended, or more than that even.]
Oh, and speaking of, if you see any good-looking ones around here, let me know!
[That's... probably not the least professional thing that has been said in this school. Probably.
At the end of the lecture, she smiles brightly out at the students.]
Any questions? Feel free to ask anything.
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Not that he hasn't noticed that she is kind of cute. He's not blind, after all. He has class and keeps it to himself is all, thank you very much.
But then, once she starts talking about befriending monsters--and more--he finds his gaze slipping towards where the Savanaclaw students are, wondering if she is referring to dating them or... more along the lines of something like Grim, who he next glances for in the crowd. He and Yuu are standing up by the front representing Ramshackle Dorm all on their lonesome, so of course a lot of the student body can't also help but drift their attention towards Grim while she talks. Grim has been surprisingly quiet, although maybe that's because Yuu has been keeping a hand at the back of the neck to keep them from interrupting the lecturer via fire blast, perhaps.
Until she asks about any "good-looking ones", and it's at that point that he realizes that Yuu and Grim's attention have also been on him, having glanced back in his direction at this point. So has the delinquent duo from Heartslabyul, Ace and Deuce, and Ruggie and Leona from Savanaclaw. He raises an eyebrow at them before... ah, that's right. They're the few students that actually know what he looks like, aside from Floyd and Jade flanking his sides here. So he ends up glaring right back, daring any of them to say anything. He refuses to believe its because they thought of him in terms of "good looking" so much as probably wondering the same thing he had before about what definitions of "non-human" fell into this woman's supposed category of romance options.
That is, until Ace raises his hand because if anyone here has no tact, it's definitely Ace to get this ball rolling first.]
"When you say good-looking, what exactly qualifies as that to you? Are we talking something like our classmate Grim over there, or something closer to human?"
[Yuu can faintly be heard whispering "Why did you have to ask about whether or not Grim is fuckable, that is not a mental image any of us needed", while Grim sputters indignantly. Riddle, the dorm leader of Heartslabuyl, also looks like he's two seconds away from strangling Ace over this because this is definitely not proper of a Heartslabyul student to ask.]
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Oh, him? [Evangeline glances over to the most obvious non-human in the crowd - not hard to find.] He's cute, but he's a little small for me. I mean, size isn't everything, but at some point it's just not practical, you know? ...Sorry.
[Most guys don't like it when you call them small. Monsters or not, men are men.]
If they're too close to human I'm not interested. Let's see, extra limbs are always a plus? Claws are great, wings are great, tentacles are great. I'm pretty flexible overall?
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the husbands do a cw: violence (also there's possibly smut at some point later)
Grimmchild is accompanying him today because it's also a great opportunity for taking the child to the park first, before hitting the store on their way home. And they had a great time! It was when they were preparing to reach the store afterward when Grimmchild happens to accidentally hit someone passing by in the face with a wing when stretching out, from where they had been riding on Danny's shoulder.
Before Danny can potentially apologize to the man, the man responds by hitting Grimmchild right back in retaliation, knocking them off Danny's shoulder as they mumble something about "stupid fucking birds getting in their way"--the man might be a little intoxicated and not thinking clearly, honestly.
But that doesn't particularly matter to Danny, because the second he realizes that Grimmchild's been struck, he's already reached out to grab the other man by the throat and--hey, they're near an alleyway, that's convenient, and turn to slam them against the wall in the provided shade of the alley where no one will see them.]
Apologize. Right now.
[The man grunts, not comprehending, until he focuses on Grimmchild nearby who has likely gotten back up now.]
"What for? It's just a dumb animal. A really ugly one too."
No, they're not. And you're going to take that back.
[A free hand has procured a knife, pointing it at the other man.]
Or else.
[Well, this might be a problem. This guy might get stabbed at this rate. Maybe Grimmchild will be smart enough to look away, or... maybe go find Grimm-Dad and let them know Danny's threatening some guy.]
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But then - oh, Danny looks mad. And has one of those weird nails that humans use. Grimmchild doesn't think that they're equipped to calm him down, so they zip off towards the house to go get Grimm.
Even at their fastest and with Grimm's teleportation, it'll probably take a couple minutes. Good luck, random drunk guy.]
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... Yet. Because the bad news is that he's definitely injured by the time Grimm gets there, clutching their face where blood can be seen spilling over between their fingers. It's hard to tell if Danny managed to tear their eye out yet as was his MO for murders back home, but an attempt certainly looks like it was made as the man gasps and mumbles about there being too much blood to be able to see right now. The only reason they haven't drawn attention to anyone else yet is because Danny pulled the poor bastard further enough into the alley to not be seen or heard, and as luck would have it, it's currently an hour of the day that no one particularly nosey is in this part of the neighborhood right now.
Danny doesn't even notice yet that Grimm has arrived, too focused on observing his potential victim. Who knows what was said during the scant few minutes they were alone, but it definitely looks like he's considering murder rather than just maiming the guy a little at this point.]
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hi sleeping beauty
Lucid dreamers are some of his favorites to visit, when he finds himself particularly bored or lonely. They tend to remember him between dreams, allowing for a continuity he doesn't usually have, in his cycle of constant travel, death and rebirth.
And Sleeping Beauty has the power to shape her dreams better than most he's known. Impressive for a girl so young.
So when he does arrive at the Library - the air is thick with regrets and anger, there is much cleaning to be done - of course he recognizes her. Currently looking very tired, much grumpier awake than asleep, and beating the heck out of some monsters.]
My. I'd offer my assistance, but you don't seem to be in need of it.
[...really, look at her go.]
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... Grimm.
[She acknowledges quietly, before her gaze flickers back to the Nightmares that she is slaughtering. Indeed, the thorns that surround her waking self seem to be making quick work of them, carelessly slicing through or grabbing and tossing them as hard as she can against the ground.]
Sorry. It's noisy right now.
[But she's certainly trying to eliminate the source of said noise that comes in the form of screaming monsters.]
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[Grimm stretches out his arm and a burst of fire burns one Nightmare to a crisp. Just because she doesn't need the help doesn't mean he won't step in to take care of it more swiftly. It's only right, when the enemies are being so annoying.]
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hi manjoume
A woman not that much older than Manjoume reaches for the last of the same junk food item as him at the same time.]
Oh! -Well, I guess you and your cute friends have me outnumbered, so it'd be a little silly to fight for it. [She pulls back her hand.]
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So, no more servants that he could send to get him food or cook, he has to go to the grocery store to take care of himself... and his wayward spirits haunting him. The Ojamas can't actually eat his food but they sure do have opinions on which sugary snack he should get and argue "No, Boss, get that other brand, it has even more colors in it!"]
Who cares about colors, that doesn't affect anything about the taste for this one, you morons...
[And then his hand nearly comes in contact with another person's reaching it for something, and he mentally kicks himself. Not because he almost touched some stranger, but because to most normal people, he probably looks like he's talking to himself...]
Ah, no, you can have it, I don't really need it that...
[And then he pauses upon properly processing her words.]
... wait, friends? What friends?
["Hey don't gloss over the fact that she also said cute!"]
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And I totally agree, the cute part is very important.
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for eva, guest starring momentarily tweels, gomen for this starter
[... Good morning to you too, Floyd, who has chosen to very abruptly ask this question first thing in the morning one day when Eva is sitting in the lounge having breakfast with Azul and the twins today.
Thankfully, Azul is not sitting right there when this question gets asked, having momentarily gotten up to get something in the lounge kitchen, and it seems Floyd had been waiting for the other to leave before springing this question onto his boss's girlfriend without warning. Jade is still here though, and he has begun choking on a sip of coffee he had been in the middle of drinking, though it's hard to tell if it's from shock or laughter at his brother's boldness to find out what Azul and Eva are like in the bedroom.]
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[Thankfully Evangeline is a difficult woman to shock, in general but also especially when it comes to sexual things.]
Do you think he's into that?
[She doesn't want to push Azul too far past what he's comfortable with, but she does want to spoil him properly.]
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for suga
Tsuchigomori is stationed outside the entrance of the Haunted House that one of his classes of students had put together, and upon spotting a certain face he's fond of, he raises a hand--four of them, in fact, in greeting to wave them over.]
There you are. I'm glad that you could take the time to come visit the festival.
[A couple of kids gasp and awe at the movement of his multiple limbs, but otherwise nobody seems to be batting an eye too hard. It seems his lie about being in "cosplay" for advertising the haunted house is working at the moment...]
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I wouldn't miss a chance to spend some time with you, even if you will be working for most of it.
I like your costume.
[The costume that he totally is wearing.]
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Evangeline has not opened a single book. She's sitting at a desk, humming happily and waiting for the caretaker of the bookstacks to show up.
Frankly, she's not interested in reading people's pasts or futures. But she did hear that a demon guards the bookstacks zealously and will eat anyone who trespasses, and that's much more interesting.]
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A new white book appears in the bookstacks, as is customary when a new student or staff member has been assigned to the school, their futures now able to be examined and studied by the keeper of the 4pm Bookstacks. However, Tsuchigomori had not touched it at all until this morning, when the book containing the future of Evangeline suddenly turned a bright vivid red. That certainly got his attention, and sure enough, it seems that fate has other ideas as for the first time in many, many years, an adult human has managed to enter the 4pm Bookstacks.
Tsuchi has kept to the shadows of the ceiling far above her here, watching with careful, suspicious eyes to see what she's doing here. She had suddenly entered before he had even had a chance to actually look at her book to try to find out why it had turned red, and so this is one of the rare instances where he actually doesn't know what to expect here. Did he make a mistake somehow when determining her status as a human, or was it really a sheer accident that she was able to make it here? Normally the staff doesn't care about the rumors that circulate around the school, chalking it up to the active imaginations of children, but to think that this woman would actually go looking into it...
She sits at a desk--his desk, in fact, and he frowns, wondering what to do about this. There's nothing on the desk that incriminates him as being the Monster of the 4pm Bookstacks, but he can't just let her hang out here. He needs to make sure that she isn't going to be a threat to the existence of the Seven Rumors--too many humans knowing about them can make them lose their status as mere rumors after all. He's not so cold as to threaten her right off the bat, however--instead Tsuchi sighs, and swaps out his usual pair of glasses for the ones he normally wears when he's in his human guise as he carefully climbs his way down from the ceiling in a dark part of the bookstacks out of sight of her. Time to play the part of the hapless coworker, and see where this goes for now.]
I swear, this school's library feels like it keeps getting bigger the longer I work here. It shouldn't be this easy to get lost looking for materials for the science department...
[Comes the loud, higher-pitched reedier voice of "Tsuchigomori-sensei" when acting as a human being announced as he approaches her, as if having come from the direction of the entrance to the bookstacks. He's carrying a handful of random papers that look like they're in danger of slipping out of his grasp at any moment as he then caefully pauses, and then adjusts his glasses as if only just now seeing her.]
Ehhhh, Evangeline-san? What are you doing here?
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Ryuujirou, I'm home.
[When arriving home, of course the first thing he wants to do is go find his boyfriend and give him a kiss. Nothing unusual about that.]
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Instead, there's a sudden thump in the living room. Upon reaching the room to see what it is, there's your dear beloved boyfriend who has a hand on the window for some reason and turns to look away towards Suga like a deer in headlights, before recognizing who it is and seemingly relaxing again.]
Oh, hey. You're finally back.
[... Tsuchi also has a pair of cat ears sticking out of his head, and a cat-tail swishing behind him that he does nothing to address yet.]
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it's always sunny title card: evangeline murders a guy
Student singular, actually. Some guy has decided that his best chances of an easy life are kidnapping Azul Ashengrotto, known to be rich as fuck, and holding him for ransom. (The number may have been low enough to offend Azul when he heard it.)
...That his girlfriend happened to be around at the time and also got kidnapped was not part of the plan, but it's not like she can do anything, so it's probably fine? It's probably fine.
As for how this guy is keeping Azul hostage - one, he has some sort of technology that prevents magic in its radius. No signature spells, no nothing. Two, he has some sort of outlandish contraption to cage Azul in, but...]
I really should have made extras just in case... Well! It's not like you can cast anything to get him out. In fact, I'm generous enough - I'll even let you leave if you want, Ashengrotto is plenty.
...Hey, Azul. [Evangeline's voice is calm and level.] How long do you think it would take someone to notice we were gone, if this guy didn't get to send his ransom note?
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When Evangeline speaks up, he turns his head in her direction now, humming in consideration.]
Given that Jade and Floyd were supposed to have been waiting for us in the Lounge today? Within a minute at most, upon us not having arrived early in order to make sure that things were in order.
[Forget being late or even on time, the fact that Azul didn't show up to a thing like ten minutes ahead of time would be a tipoff to those eels that something has happened to Azul, even if they might not know immediately what that "something" was just yet right off the bat.]
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