Kazuhira Miller (
hellburger) wrote2016-01-19 09:40 pm
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Revenge on the 'Fat Doctor'
A cat demon and a blond man in military fatigues are picking their way through the winding streets of the Nexus Commercial District. The buildings and infrastructure are still festooned with ice and snow, partly from whatever passes for winter in the Nexus, partly -- Miller suspects -- the work of that spirit, North.
One of the (admittedly many) perks of the demon body seems to be a better tolerance for the cold. He glances back at his real body to make sure it's not getting frost-bitten before revisiting Dr. Hill's business card. He brings it to his nose and gives it a long sniff. Some kind of aftershave, notes of tea. God, he'll gladly keep this nose if he can. What an asset.
"Smell's getting stronger. We should be close?" The two tails swirl in slow, deliberate circles.
"How're you holding up, Neko-chan?" he calls over his shoulder.
One of the (admittedly many) perks of the demon body seems to be a better tolerance for the cold. He glances back at his real body to make sure it's not getting frost-bitten before revisiting Dr. Hill's business card. He brings it to his nose and gives it a long sniff. Some kind of aftershave, notes of tea. God, he'll gladly keep this nose if he can. What an asset.
"Smell's getting stronger. We should be close?" The two tails swirl in slow, deliberate circles.
"How're you holding up, Neko-chan?" he calls over his shoulder.
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"Yeah ... good job, Neko-chan. Never thought I'd have to trust a yōkai with my life, but here we are." He wipes the tears away in a gesture that might be affectionate, but is probably more to save face. Or both? Maybe he's learned something from this trying ordeal. (Are you still watching, Dr. Hill?)
Once released from the hug he glances around the alley. While the office window is most certainly gone, the panther statue is definitely lying on the ground. Kaz lifts it and gives it an appraising look. Spoils of war.
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"Guess he learned not to mess with us, eh?" Or maybe he's just sighing at yet another pair of patients who get their therapy through destruction and violence. Still, he's had worse patients.
"So, there's only one thing left to do, now." Nekomata gives Kazuhira a serious look. "Can I keep those shades when we switch back?"
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He adjusts his grip on the panther statue. It really is too nice (and surprisingly unscathed) to leave lying around in an alley. One last spider is startled out of hiding on Dr. Hill's decor. It rappels down on a bit of web and scuttles away.
"I tell you what, though. After all the shit we've been through, I'll find you a pair of your own. Deal?"
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A very decisive nod.
"I was kind of hoping it would draw him out so we could get him to change us back though....."