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[ As it happens, the boy's voice could be a little quieter, a little more distant - possibly, if he'd ridden in with a horde of the undead. ]

How do you... resign?

[ Slight pause. ]

When I tried to, they weren't the right words. Right sounding. Right on paper. Right to think abou - ...right. Sorry. That's impolite to ask all of a sudden, without a proper greeting. My bad.

[ A hint louder, more rehearsed - ]

Good day. Pleased to meet you. How do you do.

[ And now back to the ~~pathetic~~ old track. ]

If it's all the same to you: how do you resign from something like this?

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Pretty easily. Baldr's an asshole with a shitty personality. Curly, blonde-haired brat, little on the young side, always bitching that we bitch. You'll recognize him real quick. Loki's got more of a gaunt, knife-edged look to him, arrogant as hell, hungry and taunts people with his supposed logic. Freyr's the other one I've seen. He kind of looks like a girl. I thought he was one at first. Little bit on the morbid side, serious, usually polite, morose. Doesn't talk much.

They look like people, basically.

[ But.

Wait.

Then. ]

How... do you tell them from the people?

They don't hide, and I'm mostly going off their reactions that they get from the other folks here. I haven't been here as long, but they get hundreds upon hundreds of pissed off "Hey, you son of a bitch" replies, and nobody else does. That's usually a good sign you're dealing with the head cheese.

Or everyone's an idiot. That's always an option.

Everyone's an i -

[ ...stopping himself from parroting everything like an idiot right about... now. ]

Everyone's angry with them.

That too. But, if they're just going off of 'hey, i think that's the guy who did this,' and it turns out they weren't, then we're all idiots for following like little lemmings off a cliff, right? But, no. I'm just poking a little fun. A lot of us are pretty pissed off. I still owe Baldr a black eye, myself.

At the very least.

Name's Samantha.

A black... eye. What did he do to you? Miss Samantha.

Kidnapped me, bucko. He kidnapped you too. I think that merits a good ass-kicking. Don't you?

[She leaned over what looked like the counter of a shop, cloves of garlic and leaves of some sort of leaf drying behind her. Her eyebrow raised and she looked like she was trying to gauge something from the audio feed she was getting.]

Aaaaahhhh, I thought - maybe more than...

[ And a good deal of audible fussing, because apparently he feels the need to raise his hands defensively even against lovely threatening ladies who can't reach him. ]

...your hair. There's something caught.

Caught? What do mean... oh wait. These?

[She motions towards one of the horns and leans forward. She used to hide this more, but gave up after her first psychotic moment out of control. There was no point hiding at that stage. Her fingers ran around the base of the horn and gave it an apparent jerk, right where it obviously met the skin.]

Nope, nothing's caught. They're horns. I'm a half demon.

[ Unbeknownst to her, her tail's tip was behind her, waving at him.]

[ He will not gasp.

He will not gasp.

He will not gasp.

He will not - ]

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

[ ...he yelped instead. ]

[Hey, look, it was Juny all over again! Somebody was screaming at her presence. Oh, this was just a choice thing to happen, and she'd just dealt with Ritsu's insanity.]

You can stop screaming now. Please don't scream when you meet the trolls. One of them has a lipstick tube that turns into a chainsaw.

[You're not helping the situation, Samantha.]

God, I need a drink.

That's not what lipstick does. It leaves red traces that don't wash o...

[ ...come to think of it, so do chainsaws. ]

Actually, it's double-sided. Black and Green, though I suppose red works in a pinch too. Heh. She's kind of the goth type. Good, now you're calming down. Am I to assume you're currently terrified I'll rip your soul from your body with a kiss or some stupid nonsense like that?

[Thank god she couldn't actually do that here.]

I don't expect anything of you. You have greenery on you. That's all.

I'm in the apothecary. We do a lot of herbal remedies over at the Yakuzen Clinic, so I keep up stocks on this sort of thing. Ugh. Right, so since you've already freaked out at me, might as well get the names out of the way, and then we can get to the warnings.

Name's Samantha Grey. You?

[ Oh, if only that were anywhere near his freak out capacity.

Slowly - ]

Ikari Shinji. Shinji. A student.

[Good point. It was time to start testing that in all likelihood, though only a little.]

Not here. For better or worse, I haven't seen any sort of school around here. So, you're on vacation along with kidnapped.

Ok, from the sound of your voice, I'm banking that you're still pretty young. It's time for a little heads up. Like I said, I'm a half-demon. Well, my 'other half' likes to come out and play sometimes. When it does, you don't want to be anywhere near me, because if you do you really will end up screaming. That side of me's psycho, a regular Ms. Hyde to my Doctor Jekyll.

If I ever start flirting with you, acting really forward, really touchy feely, and you can't smell alcohol? Get somewhere else. Fast. She's a depraved, psychotic witch who likes toying with and torturing people, and as far as I can tell there's no turning her off. Good news is that it's only happened once since I came here. Bad news is I'm probably due at some point. And if I ever don't act like the way I'm acting right now? Don't come near me.

[She extends one claw on her index finger.]

I really don't want to have to clean someone's blood off me again. It gets old, fast.

[Because Shinji really understands how to handle flirtation or recognize what's flirting, and what's being a surly bitch, right?]

[ That is too much information for his brain to handle. ]

So... 'stay away from you'? Is that enough?

... if you can actually pull that off, you'll be the first person in this whole town to actually take that suggestion, Ikari. Nobody seems to listen to me too much when I tell them that.

But yes, that would work.

[But was fate kind enough to keep him away from her?]

I'll manage.

Best of luck. If you happen to find a way out, kindly send a half-breed word. I've still got a few scores to settle in my world and I hate being held hostage.

[She waves with a bemused grin on her face before the feed kicks off. Somehow, she's not too trusting that this is the last she's seen of him.]

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