[ Warren knows where to find all types in all corners of the magical world. Most Nurturers wouldn’t give a man like him the time of day, but he just happened upon a fellow who had no love to give his fellow man, and was more than happy to add something of a human garbage disposal to his property. It’s come in quite handy. ]
That’s right, though I can’t help but feel that question is leading up to something.
[She's kind of curious to see it swallow up a dead body, yes. Morbidly curious. But her imagination will have to do for now.
She turns to face him and taps at her chin, contemplative.]
Well... Sort of. I was thinking if we kill a demon, we would need a place to chop it up so we can store it away for later, but maybe this room isn't exactly the most sanitary place for food prep.
[Makima??? Girl please. There's nothing sanitary about eating a demon, probably.]
But outside of that, I didn't have anything particular in mind. It's just good to know there's a place like this available to me if I need to drive home a point to someone.
[ First of all, he's a Destroyer. Chopping things up is child's play for him. Second of all, he has a whole-ass kitchen that would probably be better for questionable butchering? ]
Mm. I'll make sure to rework the Illusion on the door to let you in when you want.
[She doesn't know what kind of demon they'll end up chopping up! Maybe it'll be huge. Maybe it'll have like ten limbs. Twenty. It wouldn't be unheard of in her world, at least.]
[ He shrugs a little, as if to say "messes happen". If she doesn't think he has a contingency for some blood on the walls, then she hasn't been paying attention up until now. ]
[Yes, that's quite a story. It might be relevant, at least insofar as her regeneration was circumvented, given the contract they've forged with each other now.
[Come now. Don’t you know the best kind of torture isn’t strictly physical, but mental? She smiles at the recollection, and despite her pleasant tone, there’s something mean about it.]
I had a human as a pet. A young boy with a completely broken spirit, whose life was such a disastrous mess that he didn’t even want to think. He only wanted to follow orders. So I said he could be my dog.
[ He notes that edge to her tone. Despite her apparent desire for a world of love and peace, he gets the feeling that her idea of “love” is perhaps anything but. Much like himself, she’s gnarled and twisted beyond repair. ]
In spirit. Well, if it comes to something like that, run it by me first.
[ Having excess people in the house would just be a hassle. ]
[ There's also something about the way that she emphasizes "special cases" that really makes him think that he does not ever want to find out what it means to be one.
Thank god she's on his side. ]
That's fine. I should warn you, though. I don't have anything against most animals, but they seem to have something against me.
[Probably. Animals are very sensitive creatures, and they sense bad vibes with ease. The only real reason why her dogs are so deliriously obedient is because of what she is.]
Do you mean you don't...
[She has to turn the implication of this over in her head.]
...Or, you can't pet dogs?
[WHAT A TERRIBLE FATE THAT HAS BEFALLEN YOU, WARREN]
Edited (DELICIOUSLY...no she's not really going to eat her dogs despite their names) 2023-05-24 19:01 (UTC)
Hm. Mine won’t be anything but friendly to you. [She can make sure of that.] You can expect obedience, and maybe with time… Even you might give into the temptation to give a good boy an ear scritch.
[Her smile widens and actually crinkles the corners of her eyes. She has the look of someone imagining (or orchestrating) a future where Warren... wants to give a dog a pet. Yes, how dispicable her grandiose plans can be.]
Okay, well. We'll see.
[Anyway! She turns to cross back over to the stairs.]
Tomorrow, then. Look forward to new friends, Warren.
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That’s right, though I can’t help but feel that question is leading up to something.
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She turns to face him and taps at her chin, contemplative.]
Well... Sort of. I was thinking if we kill a demon, we would need a place to chop it up so we can store it away for later, but maybe this room isn't exactly the most sanitary place for food prep.
[Makima??? Girl please. There's nothing sanitary about eating a demon, probably.]
But outside of that, I didn't have anything particular in mind. It's just good to know there's a place like this available to me if I need to drive home a point to someone.
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We won't need to use the basement for that.
[ First of all, he's a Destroyer. Chopping things up is child's play for him. Second of all, he has a whole-ass kitchen that would probably be better for questionable butchering? ]
Mm. I'll make sure to rework the Illusion on the door to let you in when you want.
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Even if it'll get messy?
[But she shrugs. Your house, my guy.]
Wonderful, though. Our little shared secret.
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One of many, I'm sure.
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I look forward to racking them up.
[And she means that, too.]
So... any more deep, dark secrets you want to show me around your home? Or will we leave this night off on a high note?
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[ Makima already has the very rare privilege of knowing more than most people do about him and getting to walk away from it. Good for her. ]
Just let me know when you claim a room for your own.
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Oh, I'm fine with the guest room I used to get changed earlier. Everything's so spacious here compared to where I came from.
[So Warren spoils her, either way.]
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[ Well, she can have a whole damn wing of the house if she really wants one. Warren is just one man and this house has an excessive amount of room. ]
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[Hm, she wonders how they're doing without her.]
It helps they that they were well-trained. The new ones will be, too.
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Just how many dogs did you have?
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But for now! Dogs!]
I had seven.
[Her eyebrows lift in consideration.]
Or... eight. If you count the human.
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I beg your pardon?
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I had a human as a pet. A young boy with a completely broken spirit, whose life was such a disastrous mess that he didn’t even want to think. He only wanted to follow orders. So I said he could be my dog.
So it kind of counts. In spirit.
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In spirit. Well, if it comes to something like that, run it by me first.
[ Having excess people in the house would just be a hassle. ]
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Or maybe you do.]
Oh, no. I don't do something like that very often. Only special cases get that treatment.
Tomorrow it'll just be normal dogs. I hope your schedule is clear. I want you to meet them, and them to meet you.
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Thank god she's on his side. ]
That's fine. I should warn you, though. I don't have anything against most animals, but they seem to have something against me.
[ Probably all of the murder. ]
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Do you mean you don't...
[She has to turn the implication of this over in her head.]
...Or, you can't pet dogs?
[WHAT A TERRIBLE FATE THAT HAS BEFALLEN YOU, WARREN]
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[ Alright Makima, you have to turn this man into a dog person. Good luck. ]
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Hm. Mine won’t be anything but friendly to you. [She can make sure of that.] You can expect obedience, and maybe with time… Even you might give into the temptation to give a good boy an ear scritch.
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Let’s not get too far ahead of ourselves.
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Okay, well. We'll see.
[Anyway! She turns to cross back over to the stairs.]
Tomorrow, then. Look forward to new friends, Warren.