*** UCTN87 has joined 369.02.666.21 <UCTN87> yamatonokami yASUS ad a goo d s wor d <UCTN87> I won der w ho te per son who loves me the mo s tttt is <UCTN87> h ave u scene okita-kun?
[ To be entirely honest, Yamato is quite excited when it comes to situations like these. Just like his master, he doesn't mind cutting away the limbs of his foes but this time it's to help a random stranger. The extra limb must be troublesome considering the male doesn't want any sorts of anesthesia to numb the pain but why would a sword care about that?
So it doesn't take long for Yamato to arrive, the harpy knocking against the door that's already open. He peeks inside of the housing and with a chirp in his voice. ] Excuse me, would DISASTERLEO be in? [ He doesn't know the name of the male that needs assistance, but he can here something or someone falling over. ] Huh? I wonder where that came from.
[ From that last fall, even with vampire speed IV isn't going to scramble to his feet just before he's about to get them hacked off. He pulls himself up to his bed, so he's at least sitting rather than collapsed in a heap and calls out to his volunteer. ]
The one and only! Now get your ass in here, rather than gawking!
[ His roommate requested no amputation in the apartment, but she's just going to have to deal with amputation happening in his room, out of her sight. ]
[ For a harpy, his pointed ears twitch and it isn't hard for him to follow the voice that calls out to him. Though the wording is quite rude, Yamato doesn't mind as he finds the room where the other is settled in and peeks in with a wide grin. ]
Ah, it's a pleasure to meet you "the one and only".
[ Looking at the other's problem that he has, he tries to figure out which limb is causing him such a problem. Yamato doesn't mind hacking them all off, that's no problem but he believes that he should be good. Slowly entering the room to speak once again. ]
Hm, now which ones seems to be causing you a problem?
[ He corrects, taking his cue. It doesn't sound like much more of a name than DISASTERLEO or "the one and only", but it is shorter. He doesn't pretend the feeling is mutual, that's it's nice to meet this guy under these circumstances— he's no masochist.
He doesn't stand, but he gestures down— as if saying silently, 'what, you can't tell?' A vampire is about as human as a monster can get, so the extra legs are clearly unnatural. There's no room for them, like teeth in an overcrowded jaw, sticking out at useless jarring angles. The pressure they exert on his frame, that alone looks painful.
But in case the view wasn't clear enough, he taps the two offending limbs. ]
I'm keeping the ones that work, it's this dead-weight I want gone.
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So it doesn't take long for Yamato to arrive, the harpy knocking against the door that's already open. He peeks inside of the housing and with a chirp in his voice. ] Excuse me, would DISASTERLEO be in? [ He doesn't know the name of the male that needs assistance, but he can here something or someone falling over. ] Huh? I wonder where that came from.
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The one and only! Now get your ass in here, rather than gawking!
[ His roommate requested no amputation in the apartment, but she's just going to have to deal with amputation happening in his room, out of her sight. ]
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Ah, it's a pleasure to meet you "the one and only".
[ Looking at the other's problem that he has, he tries to figure out which limb is causing him such a problem. Yamato doesn't mind hacking them all off, that's no problem but he believes that he should be good. Slowly entering the room to speak once again. ]
Hm, now which ones seems to be causing you a problem?
no subject
[ He corrects, taking his cue. It doesn't sound like much more of a name than DISASTERLEO or "the one and only", but it is shorter. He doesn't pretend the feeling is mutual, that's it's nice to meet this guy under these circumstances— he's no masochist.
He doesn't stand, but he gestures down— as if saying silently, 'what, you can't tell?' A vampire is about as human as a monster can get, so the extra legs are clearly unnatural. There's no room for them, like teeth in an overcrowded jaw, sticking out at useless jarring angles. The pressure they exert on his frame, that alone looks painful.
But in case the view wasn't clear enough, he taps the two offending limbs. ]
I'm keeping the ones that work, it's this dead-weight I want gone.