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The lost comment notifications are starting to trickle in. How many comments did I receive in the meantime? A hundred? More? I just hope they keep appearing slowly, because if they suddenly send the rest all together, i'll DIE. *scared*
Also, wtf Sasuke. I've been patient, now come the hell back and tell me Teamwork stuff.
And I still have no clue how the "meeting the parents" scene will take place. I know that there's one thing Daddy Haruno must say, and I know mommy will be frosty at best, and I assume Naruto will probably say or do something dumb. THAT'S IT. I can't see the scene at all. *whimpers*
Maybe I just need to start it, and then let the characters go on with their merry conversations -- problem is that my Sasuke tends to tune people out so he can have his own inner monologue when he's not interested in what they're saying. *grumbles*
Wrote one thing today, and it's a Cercle drabble. *sigh* I know it makes no fucking sense if people don't even know how Askerian and Reiyel arrived in the starting situation (and no, there's no way in hell I can summarize that), but the way these two are starting to take over my brain again, I should just cave in and write their sequel directly, instead of bothering to rewrite the first one.
random notes, just in case:
-Reiyel was first an angel/demon mix, though he doesn't take much after his angel side. He has enemies, though, and for various reasons can't just blast them away. Yay changing species just to muddle his tracks. Askerian was there to serve as a template, so Reiyel ended up on four legs, with no clue how to use them and a burning need to put more space between his enemies and himself. Aske's too nice to just ditch him, though he really, really wants to.
-In my little universe, unicorns naturally have three shapes. Unicorn shape, which they're born wearing, plus one shape inherited from each parent (the secondary shapes usually come with horse pupils -- horizontally oval -- horse-shaped ears and a tiny horn, and, if it doesn't interfere, unicorn tail as well.). Askerian has humanoid and griffin shapes, and Reiyel ended up with humanoid and water dragon.
-my grammar sucks.
So it's been at least three months since Reiyel was last around people other than Askerian himself. And at least now he's managed to figure out how to shapeshift -- and thank god, one of his two secondary shapes is humanoid. Askerian would be a lot more disturbed if he saw a black water dragon make eyes at a faerie, or a faun, or whatever else catches the ex-black-winged-angel's fancy.
As it is, Reiyel in humanoid-unicorn shape looks enough like he did in his original body that Askerian only feels annoyance when the girls he's smiling at smile back at the bastard instead. (though, to be fair, it also happens in reverse. Reiyel might be more beautiful in an aristocratic, high cheekbones and slanted eyes kind of way, but Askerian is cuter -- not in a girly way! But a lot more approachable. Besides some women actually don't like sarcastic smiles on high-maintenance bastards. Askerian is just fine with being the boy-next-door.)
He'd be more disturbed to know that they have the same tastes in women if he didn't know that everything that breathes is Reiyel's taste. Not happy with being a bisexual pervert, he's also a cross-species pervert. Anything bipedal is fair game, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't leer at she-werewolves in wolf shape, and if one day Askerian can scrub the memory of the appraising look the pervert directed at that centaur's goods, he'll be happy.
He's been trying very hard to ignore the memory of Reiyel's human hands fondling his third shape's rump as the son of a bitch wonders out loud about griffin anatomy. No amount of clawing can wash that away.
"Look but don't touch, remember?" he finally snaps as the black-haired bastard starts to drift toward a cute Drow girl. "We have to be in and out of the town in under two hours. I understand you're starved for any kind of contact at all, but there's no time."
"Come on, ten minutes?" Reiyel replies with a pout and puppy eyes. On a guy that tall and that noble-looking, it always startles the blond to see funny faces.
"Who'd spread them for you in under ten minutes?" Askerian replies, and looks away, scowling, refusing to laugh like he knows Reiyel wants. So what if he's funny. He's still a complete son of a whore and Askerian refuses to encourage him.
"Hmm... she would," the black-haired man replies, pointing at a woman by one of the vegetables stalls.
The first thing that goes through Askerian's mind is 'what? But she's not hot enough for him.' The girl is overweight -- all in the thighs and not enough in the breasts -- and either she had her nose broken, or she was very unfortunate with the genetic roulette. Her hair is chopped in a way that does nothing for her jaws either.
"I didn't think she'd be pretty enough for you," he manages to reply after a second of trying to formulate that in a diplomatic way.
Reiyel sighs theatrically and rests a hand over his heart. "Aske, baby-foal of my heart... Do you think that I, of all people, really care about 'pretty'? There's so many races and so many kinds of 'pretty' -- and lots of them contradict each other. Hell, that orc I did was handsome, in an orc way -- which means anyone else would have thrown up. If I stopped at what's handsome for my species, I'd never get to do anyone."
Askerian blinks at him, trying (very hard) to ignore the example to concentrate on the message. That was... not entirely shallow. In a pervy, omnisexually perverted, totally indiscriminating way.
"Besides, the uglier they are and the harder they try to make it good for you," the black-haired man continues, grinning. "And there's always the option to do it in the dark."
Askerian groans, and kicks his ankle hard. He really should have known.
Also, wtf Sasuke. I've been patient, now come the hell back and tell me Teamwork stuff.
And I still have no clue how the "meeting the parents" scene will take place. I know that there's one thing Daddy Haruno must say, and I know mommy will be frosty at best, and I assume Naruto will probably say or do something dumb. THAT'S IT. I can't see the scene at all. *whimpers*
Maybe I just need to start it, and then let the characters go on with their merry conversations -- problem is that my Sasuke tends to tune people out so he can have his own inner monologue when he's not interested in what they're saying. *grumbles*
Wrote one thing today, and it's a Cercle drabble. *sigh* I know it makes no fucking sense if people don't even know how Askerian and Reiyel arrived in the starting situation (and no, there's no way in hell I can summarize that), but the way these two are starting to take over my brain again, I should just cave in and write their sequel directly, instead of bothering to rewrite the first one.
random notes, just in case:
-Reiyel was first an angel/demon mix, though he doesn't take much after his angel side. He has enemies, though, and for various reasons can't just blast them away. Yay changing species just to muddle his tracks. Askerian was there to serve as a template, so Reiyel ended up on four legs, with no clue how to use them and a burning need to put more space between his enemies and himself. Aske's too nice to just ditch him, though he really, really wants to.
-In my little universe, unicorns naturally have three shapes. Unicorn shape, which they're born wearing, plus one shape inherited from each parent (the secondary shapes usually come with horse pupils -- horizontally oval -- horse-shaped ears and a tiny horn, and, if it doesn't interfere, unicorn tail as well.). Askerian has humanoid and griffin shapes, and Reiyel ended up with humanoid and water dragon.
-my grammar sucks.
So it's been at least three months since Reiyel was last around people other than Askerian himself. And at least now he's managed to figure out how to shapeshift -- and thank god, one of his two secondary shapes is humanoid. Askerian would be a lot more disturbed if he saw a black water dragon make eyes at a faerie, or a faun, or whatever else catches the ex-black-winged-angel's fancy.
As it is, Reiyel in humanoid-unicorn shape looks enough like he did in his original body that Askerian only feels annoyance when the girls he's smiling at smile back at the bastard instead. (though, to be fair, it also happens in reverse. Reiyel might be more beautiful in an aristocratic, high cheekbones and slanted eyes kind of way, but Askerian is cuter -- not in a girly way! But a lot more approachable. Besides some women actually don't like sarcastic smiles on high-maintenance bastards. Askerian is just fine with being the boy-next-door.)
He'd be more disturbed to know that they have the same tastes in women if he didn't know that everything that breathes is Reiyel's taste. Not happy with being a bisexual pervert, he's also a cross-species pervert. Anything bipedal is fair game, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't leer at she-werewolves in wolf shape, and if one day Askerian can scrub the memory of the appraising look the pervert directed at that centaur's goods, he'll be happy.
He's been trying very hard to ignore the memory of Reiyel's human hands fondling his third shape's rump as the son of a bitch wonders out loud about griffin anatomy. No amount of clawing can wash that away.
"Look but don't touch, remember?" he finally snaps as the black-haired bastard starts to drift toward a cute Drow girl. "We have to be in and out of the town in under two hours. I understand you're starved for any kind of contact at all, but there's no time."
"Come on, ten minutes?" Reiyel replies with a pout and puppy eyes. On a guy that tall and that noble-looking, it always startles the blond to see funny faces.
"Who'd spread them for you in under ten minutes?" Askerian replies, and looks away, scowling, refusing to laugh like he knows Reiyel wants. So what if he's funny. He's still a complete son of a whore and Askerian refuses to encourage him.
"Hmm... she would," the black-haired man replies, pointing at a woman by one of the vegetables stalls.
The first thing that goes through Askerian's mind is 'what? But she's not hot enough for him.' The girl is overweight -- all in the thighs and not enough in the breasts -- and either she had her nose broken, or she was very unfortunate with the genetic roulette. Her hair is chopped in a way that does nothing for her jaws either.
"I didn't think she'd be pretty enough for you," he manages to reply after a second of trying to formulate that in a diplomatic way.
Reiyel sighs theatrically and rests a hand over his heart. "Aske, baby-foal of my heart... Do you think that I, of all people, really care about 'pretty'? There's so many races and so many kinds of 'pretty' -- and lots of them contradict each other. Hell, that orc I did was handsome, in an orc way -- which means anyone else would have thrown up. If I stopped at what's handsome for my species, I'd never get to do anyone."
Askerian blinks at him, trying (very hard) to ignore the example to concentrate on the message. That was... not entirely shallow. In a pervy, omnisexually perverted, totally indiscriminating way.
"Besides, the uglier they are and the harder they try to make it good for you," the black-haired man continues, grinning. "And there's always the option to do it in the dark."
Askerian groans, and kicks his ankle hard. He really should have known.
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(yep. crap. but could be awkward and anggggsty.)