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Posted: Tue Aug 22, 2017 5:57 pm
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Muerte's hive was slowly filling in, most of the furnishings being handmade and salvaged, like weird frankenstien creations. It was cozy, in a weirdly morbid way (maybe it was because most of the things in there were made out of bone. Maybe).
He'd set up accommodations for the child thing. Did he know how to raise a child? Absolutely not. Did he have any intentions of doing so? Hardly. Bumbs seemed alright with helping, sort of, but it was obvious that the lusus didn't view her as a second charge or anything of the sort. Mostly he seemed to want pets. This made Muerte slightly jealous, because he wanted to pet Bumbs, and also because he generally had to keep Bumbs very far away from what was, essentially, an extremely feral animal.
Anyway.
It looked like a large rabbit hutch from a distance. The... container for the sopor slime was small, and it didn't look comfortable from within the cage, but until he could get the spirit in that child broken, he couldn't go wheeling it around and presenting it to Byakko, heavens no. This was a direct reflection on him and his ability. Besides, he had samples to take, and while he had already taken some... he planned on taking more.
So now it was merely a waiting game until the child woke up. At least he gowned her in a makeshift sack-turned-dress, that made it a little easier to deal with. He wondered how long that would last until she gnawed it off or did something equally stupid with it. Stupid child.
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Posted: Tue Sep 05, 2017 8:20 pm
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Said child was indeed still asleep, her sack-dress rode up around her chest and balled under the hornless side of her head. Tossing and turning looked to be second nature to her already with the mess she'd made. Sopor slime was sloshed over the side of the container and pooled around the base, but it remained within the cage, at least.
A small grunt, she tossed again, but this time her eyes snapped open like the flip of a switch. With a sharp roll, she nearly flipped the sopor container in her bid for freedom—from what, she didn't know, but something was holding her at the neck!
Or perhaps it was just the makeshift gown. By the time she figured that out, she'd tangled her hair up with slime. To her credit, she managed to get the clothing smoothed back out where it should've been.
Now her eyes were wide, her grubby little paws pressed to the sides of her prison-hutch.
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Posted: Sun Sep 10, 2017 10:29 am
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Well, Muerte supposed it had been useful to literally watch the child, as she made herself more than known upon waking up. The hutch held strong—a fact that made him smile, not that he was worried (this WAS Muerte Perist)—and he slowly wheeled his chair over to the tiny prison.
"Welcome to the first day of the rest of your life." Muerte seemed... amused, actually. His elbows propped up on his knees, his chin on his fists. "You can't understand speech yet, can you? Well never mind that. I'm positive you must be starving."
He rolled away, returning with a glass jar full of individually wrapped objects, each one more colorful than the last. Candy was a bit of a commodity in the swamp, but Aprife kept him stocked—he was good to him like that. Plucking out a peppermint, he waved the bite sized piece tantalizingly at the child. Just as he was about to offer it through the bars, he stopped.
"Silly me." He allowed himself a laugh, "You'd probably eat the wrapper if I gave it to you like this. Allow me." He unraveled the piece and attempted the same motion again.
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Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2017 3:18 pm
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Covered in slime and still frazzled, the child scooted as far to the back of the hutch as she could manage. It was hard to tell without the costume, but her tiny, developing mind tried to connect the dots between this figure and what had caught her back in the caverns. What he was saying only registered as much as he bothered to add inflection to his voice.
When his hand got closer, almost right up to the cage, her eyes went wide and unsure. Unfortunately, there was no where to go. Despite the bars between them she waited to be grabbed again—
That time never came, though. The girl's eyelids relaxed, but her gaze never left the hand as it came at her, then went back, then came at her again. She watched him wave the candy around with no idea what it was. Even so, the smell was tantalizing. Her mouth watered, but her body refused to move.
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2017 5:46 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2017 6:53 am
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2017 6:59 am
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Yes, good, "I suppose you aren't as stupid as you look." He noted dully. That or she was just warming up to him quickly, which made him wonder how well she'd take to other trolls in their society. If she proved to be naive, she'd just be stupid after all.
"How about... an A name?" He mused aloud. "It's the easiest one to go off in my opinion, but I'm not going to get pedantic about conjuring up a label for you. Actually, I suppose we might be able to change it later once you're capable enough to speak for yourself."
Pondering by himself for a long, long moment, he eventually dropped another piece of candy between the grated cage, "How about Athera? Not that you could tell me whether you liked it or not." He pointed at the mutantblood.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2017 7:02 am
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2017 7:03 am
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2017 7:05 am
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