CXLVIII.

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

[somehow, this opens up on a conversation between Zelman and the white-haired, red-eyed kid with no name.]

Not at all?

Nuh-uh. You're not scary.

Oh? But I'm a monster, you said so yourself.

You're not scary!

What if I grind up your bones and drink all your blood.

[but it's said seriously. calmly, coldly, a little threatening. the child sounds unsure.]

Nuh-uh, you won't eat me.

Ha, that's what you think. I'll gobble you up for dinner if you keep being bad.

Nuh-uh, no you won't. You won't--!

[the kid shrieks and runs off in a sudden clatter of noise. furniture's shoved around, Zelman laughs, and the child lets out another loud shriek before he...

...starts giggling. flailing around. trying very hard to get Zelman to stop tickling him.]

I told you I'd get you.

[that kid puts up a valiant struggle, but just keeps laughing. Zelman eventually lets the kid go so that he can roll off and onto his little feet again, still in stitches.]

Chase me again, chase me again!

I'll get you again! Get over here--

No way!

[and they do it again. and again. they're making a right mess of the lobby, but hey.]


[ooc: oh god please feel free to run into them wrestling somewhere in the lobby. this may never happen again in anyone's lifetime. :|b over the journal is welcome too.]

Comments

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

Good.



[the kid climbs back over the couch and marches right up to the both of them, holding his handout.]

[rasenhadou.livejournal.com]

I didn't know you liked kids.

[Miut, being ever so stubborn, just puts the toque on her head and, mimicking the kid, sticks her tongue out at him]

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

Only this one.

[such a lie.

...oh, and Miut is totally getting tackled. D:]

[rasenhadou.livejournal.com]

I guess I shouldn't be surprised. [pauses, watching this.

Miut is shrieking and grasping the toque with one hand, while trying to shove Zelman's kid off with the other]

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

[Zelman's kid is fierce! And bites down on her hand. Thankfully his teeth aren't quite sharp enough to do any damage yet, and Zelman's trained him out of biting too hard, but still!

Zelman is being a failure of a parent and just watching in vague fascination.]

[rasenhadou.livejournal.com]

[they are the best parents

Miut is shrieking some more, and going to start kicking him]

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

[the kid grabs for his hat. can take kicks to the stomach like a pro. B( he wrestles with tigers in his spare time, you know.]

[rasenhadou.livejournal.com]

[unfortunately, Miut doesn't. So noooo there goes her shiny new hat D:]

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

[once he has it back, the kid will immediately scamper back behind Zelman and put the hat where it belongs. Zelman looks kind of smug... but he ALWAYS looks kind of smug, so.]

[rasenhadou.livejournal.com]

[poor Miut, she looks like she's about to scream]

Oi, you're going to have to do better than that if you want to be a good thief.

[Bakura sounds... disappointed, what. Which is making Miut puff her cheeks out then flat-out race towards Zelman's kid. FIERY SPIRIT TIME]

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

[Zelman puts a hand on her head to drop her from moving forward. B( denied.]

That'll be enough of that for today, Missy.

[rasenhadou.livejournal.com]

[Miut stops and glares up at Zelman, biting her lip, before glancing back at Bakura. He doesn't look impressed :\]

What are you looking at me for? I'm not going to help - figure it out on your own.

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

[Zelman looks down at his kid.]

If she tries that again, set her on fire.

[the kid... looks delighted.]

l-late

[rasenhadou.livejournal.com]

[okay, that sounds terrifying to a little kid. Miut is backing up and going to duck behind Bakura with wide eyes]

l-later

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

[Zelman chuckles.]

Will that be all?