Mukuro and his neko
For all you Durarara fans, here.
*EDIT: password to the blog is still: baccano
alice sighed, “so you cannot speak like Shi no could.. which means you wont be able to answer the questions i have…” the white dragon looked nice, and he didn’t seem to be threatening, she was a bit relieved. taking the chance, she reached up to his face. rubbing the fur on his face softly, “i haven’t seen a dragon in years… im so happy to know they haven’t disappeared completely..”
Speak? Dragons could speak to humans? He had heard of different breeds and their communication but never two different species! And also, questions? About why they can’t speak to each other, perhaps? A throaty purr rumbled from deep within his throat as he nuzzled into her arms. She was no Master, but she did know how to treat a dragon.
Wait, what? Did he hear that right? Dragons have disappeared? No way!
her eyes widened as he nuzzled his way into her arms, a small tear gliding down her face. how long has it really been since she got to hold a dragon in her arms? or be held by one like when she was small and weak? alice couldn’t help but tighten the hug on the dragon softly, a smile appearing on her face. “if you are here.. then i just know i can find my father again.. i can find Shi no.. my dear, dear father…”
Shi no again. Who was this Shi no that kept getting mentioned in every sentence? And what did they have to do with her father? Nevermind that, she was happy, and that was a good thing. The smile on her face made it obvious, and more hidden, was the sudden grip he’d felt. It was full of resolve and determination. It felt peaceful now.
“i bet you are wondering… why i keep mentioning Shi no.. would you believe me if i told you that Shi no is a dragon… but also my father..?” alice kept a calm voice as she let out a soft laugh. “he found me, and raised me. taught me english and taught me the power of the dragon slayer.. a powerful magic that only a few have..” she loosened the grip, looking the dragon back in the eyes. “it helps me communicate with some animals.. along with other dragons as well…” the soft smile remained on her face as she rubbed the side of the dragons head softly with her thumbs.
So this girl was an orphan? That would explain the dragon-as-a-father thing. Hopefully, she was talking about a different kind of dragon, otherwise he did not know about his own species at all. A sharp tension rushed through his body upon hearing the word dragon slayer. Especially the word ‘slayer’. She wasn’t really… Was she?
vyhgv bv VBHGJGVKJGBVHGBVHGBVHGBVHT5HDTGYHTYHGHYJ MY HAND FELL ASLEEP
BUT IT’S NOT LIKE THE ‘NUMB’ ASLEEP
ITS THE ONE WHERE IT FEELS LIKE A MILLION FUCKING NEEDLES OW OW OW
my parents fucking lied
talking to strangers on the internet was like the best decision of my life