|
|
|
215 posts
|
0 likes
|
|
|
Sept 11, 2016 5:31:39 GMT
|
Full Member
|
Post by Restkastel on Jan 27, 2016 0:10:46 GMT
 As usual, when my mom started talking, I couldn't get a word in edgewise, and I didn't like where this was going at all. It seemed my mom was less concerned about the reputation of mystic kind around the city, or the boy's own personal fears and problems. It came down to her own personal love for opportunities to make money, and I wasn't sure if I liked where this was going. Knowing my mom, she would probably traumatize the boy rather than help clear up the traumas, but hopefully I could try and mitigate as much of the damage as possible. After all, I had been serious earlier, this was just an added challenge and I wouldn't let that get in the way of my ability to carry through with what I had said earlier. I would help the boy get over hiss fears, and help myself get over my own problems with men. He seemd like a nice boy, if a bit feminine, but maybe that was where it was best to start?
However, before I could express my thoughts, my mom flung open the door to the bathroom and started pushing me in at poor Rosy who seemed to be freezing up for some reason, and I said, "Mom, cut it out! Stop, cut it out ! Are you even listening?!" Of course, I could't go against my mom, never was able to. Even though she was smaller, she always seemed to overpower me, and I found the girl closed behind me, and knowing her, she was likely leaning against it so nothing short of breaking it down was going to get me out. Deciding to resign myself to my fate, I looked down at Rosy, who still seemed rather frozen in place. No wonder, he was scared of mystic kind and a rather large minotauress was sort of staring him down.
Clearing my throat, I began to speak a bit awkwardly, not exactly sure where to start, "H-hey there Rosy. I have a bit of a confession to make, my being human was a tiny bit of a lie. I was kind of enjoying talking to you at the bar, and when you let on that you were afraid of mystic kind, I kind of didn't want to scare you too badly, and I decided to try and help you not be as afraid..." I said, alternating between scratching the back of my head, twiddling my fingers nervously, and looking back and forth. Shit, I was too nervous. I couldn't be too hesitant, the poor boy was likely terrified out of his mind. "It's me, Hailey. Don't worry Rosy, I'm here to help you, not to hurt you. Please, try not to be afraid of me, okay?" I said, practically asking the impossible of the boy, and I knew it.
Frankly, I had no idea what else to say or even what to do in the situation. I was probably almost as nervous about this as the boy was scared. Not knowing what else to say, I kind of just waited for the boy to react. |
|
|
|
|
214 posts
|
1 like
|
|
|
Sept 14, 2016 12:27:57 GMT
|
Administrator
|
Post by Tulf on Jan 27, 2016 3:56:22 GMT
![]()  A monster appeared. The great dragon was hurled down – that ancient serpent called the devil, who leads the whole world astray. He was hurled to the earth, and his angels with him. Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walks about, seeking whom he may devour.Rosaire stood bravely before the beast. For the Lord stood by his side, he could confront all his - - no, forget that! This wasn’t a fight he could win! The frozen boy suddenly began shivering with fear; barely able to hear Hailey’s words, much less comprehend them. A demon, a horror; right here! He’d be killed, consumed! No, he wasn’t ready for this! A giant beast… that’d been what had held him before?! He was lucky to have lived this long! Or, was this some trap? Ah, it was just like in the bible; they would quote scripture for their wicked wiles! He was doomed! He had to run – run – run – RUN! Trembling wildly from terror, Rosaire slowly crept back a step – though it was more like his leg collapsing backwards than any kind of proper movement. But, his wishes rang true before he could make any escape on his own; for the Lord watched over him in his own way… a band of light appeared across his shoulders; before wrapping itself around his neck – a warm, gentle glow; which gradually gave way to his familiar scarf… yes, there was still hope. While struck by terror, the boy’s divine relic gave him one last chance… The white scarf glowed with divine power; an awe-inspiring sight as its ends stretched out behind him like wings of an angel… this was truly the work of the Lord… until a comical pop interrupted the mystical display; leaving nary a trace of Rosaire in sight. …well, or so the blonde prayed. The tiny boy hastily darted behind his satchel, thankfully left within only a metre or so of him – a lot to cover at this size; but he couldn’t do much else to save himself at the moment! Hopefully the shock value would do the trick… they certainly used the same thing on him! It looked like his shroud would finally save him this time; as those beasts would surely be stupefied by its radiance and divine magic. Surely, definitely! Of course! Heaving a sigh of relief with his back pressed up against his satchel, Rosaire awkwardly slumped to his knees; his blond hair playing over his shoulders. The priests had been right, going out alone was a terrible idea for someone like him… or maybe this was what it meant to be truly drunk. Either way, he wasn’t going to hang about that bar anymore. Though, that monster… looking back on what he’d seen… that’d really been bizarre, hadn’t it? Um, he knew they came in all sort of shapes and sizes, but… for something a bit like a bull, they weren’t exactly… that menacing. Size aside… err, well, it was mostly just the clothes… were cow-print thigh-highs an oculist thing? And the rest of that outfit, well… it didn’t really leave much to the imagination, did it…? ”H-How immodest…” |
|
|
|
|
215 posts
|
0 likes
|
|
|
Sept 11, 2016 5:31:39 GMT
|
Full Member
|
Post by Restkastel on Jan 27, 2016 17:35:00 GMT
What in the blazes just happened? I was just trying to convince Rosy to not be afraid of me, and suddenly a scarf appeared around his neck and then there was a bright light and a popping noise, and suddenly he was gone. I guess this was the power he was talking about before, or something to do with it. He couldn't have gone far, after all, nobody could teleport in real life, right? That meant he had to be hiding in the room somewhere, but where? There wasn't anywhere really to hide in here besides maybe the bathtub. I moved over to the tub and leaned over, looking into the tub, my tail swishing back and forth through the air as I did so. Nope, he wasn't in here. Hmmm, where could he have gone to. Maybe his power made him invisible, or shrink or something. Both were probably more likely to be possible than teleportation, right?
I decided to look around the room some more, looking in smaller spaces. I would either run into him if he were invisible, or I would find him if he were tiny. Either way, being small only afforded a few more hiding spots than if he were big. I heard a voice, though I couldn't tell exactly what it was saying, coming from the bathroom, from in the direction of his purse. Perhaps that was where he was hiding? Deciding to call out to him before I went over there, I said, "Rosy, I'm sorry if I scared you. I really am not trying to scare you or hurt you. I'm going to check your purse now, so if you are there, I would like you to come out before I do so, just so that I won't accidentally hurt you by moving it." The concern was apparent in my voice, after all I really wasn't out to hurt him. I wanted to help him, pretty much the opposite of hurting him.
Deciding I had waited long enough, I headed over to the boy's purse, moving fairly carefully so I wouldn't accidentally step on him if he really was tiny and trying to scurry away. I took a deep breath and picked up the purse, revealing the tiny boy standing behind it, only standing 3 inches tall or so at best. It seemed that he indeed had the power to make himself smaller with that scarf of his, if that was really what caused it. Though I was fairly certain given the fact he pretty much disappeared right after it showed up around his neck. I squatted down trying to get as close to his level as possible, and began to speak some more, "I can understand that you're scared and surprised, Rosy, but I have a confession to make as well. I kind of thought you were a girl when you were at the bar, but despite my own problems with men, I will keep my promise to you. Wouldn't be good if I let my past get in my way forever, you know? So please, try not to be afraid of me as well, I really still want to get along with you. You're an interesting person and I really enjoyed talking to you." I was telling the truth, I wanted to get along with him, and I wanted to help him get over his fears while getting over my own problems with men.
Waiting for the poor, scared boy's response, I just looked gently at him, trying to convey that I wasn't a threat.
|
|
|
|
|
214 posts
|
1 like
|
|
|
Sept 14, 2016 12:27:57 GMT
|
Administrator
|
Post by Tulf on Jan 29, 2016 8:05:45 GMT
![]() Thankful to find the monster at least distracted by his new form, Rosaire glanced about the room for some hope of escape – in a regular bathroom, this might have been easier; but in this… cow-demon-scale bathroom things were a lot more troublesome. If he’d been higher, then he’d definitely have no problem finding a way out, but from ground-level… well, it was beginning to look like he was a bit stuck. Still, with luck he might be able to slip by the hooves of the beast… a-ah, hang on, did she just say she as going to check his bag?! No, she might find that Sumeragi perfume he just bought! That had been really expensive, too… this was just turning into a terrible day. Unfortunately, the tiny blonde’s fears would be realised as his satchel was scooped up, leaving the boy to awkwardly stumble and trip over once again while his cover vanished into the air. ”N-No fair! Making a mockery of the Lord’s good graces like this, it’s just awful…” sulked the boy, unsurprisingly miserable about having a miracle overlooked in such a hurry – however, there was a far bigger issue ahead of him at the moment. ”Hang on, h-hang on! Don’t eat me! I’ve been a virtuous soul, so I doubt I’m healthy for a devil! Promise!”Finding his bargaining met with a fairly level-headed explanation that wasn’t particularly becoming of any kind of monstrous demon (or so he assumed), Rosaire just nervously trembled on the spot – err, how was he supposed to react to this sort of thing? ”H-Hey, it’s easier when you just growl or leer… well, I would have been lying if I turned you down for being a Mystic Kind now, and that’s probably a bigger sin than just being around a beast…” murmured the boy shyly, perhaps even a touch bitterly, left in a bit of a poor spot between a rock and a hard place. Best take the route that didn’t involve him dying… although it might just be the coward in him speaking. ”But… it was nice talking to you too, so it should be okay… um, assuming you don’t eat people or burn down orphanages or anything.””Err, but, there was another lady, wasn’t there? I-I’m not sure if I can handle two Mystic Kind in one night… the horns are a bit much… a-ah, wait, no; not like that! You’re very pretty, and your tail is cute, but… you are awfully tall… but, I am tiny right now, so… well, even then! And… f-forget it! Just forget it!” squeaked the boy, awkwardly fidgeting in place as he tried to put two and two together in his head – a mix of fear, anxiety, nervousness, and dread didn’t make things easy to work with. Plus the giant bull-person. While he was in a slightly less hysterical state now, but he didn't really want to think too hard about her appearance at the moment. ”A-At least, it would be nice if you put… something more on…” |
|
|
|
|
215 posts
|
0 likes
|
|
|
Sept 11, 2016 5:31:39 GMT
|
Full Member
|
Post by Restkastel on Feb 5, 2016 18:21:46 GMT
The poor boy was scared out of his mind, but thanks to what I said it seemed he was calming down a bit, even if he was still shaking a bit from fear. The boy really had some deep seated trauma in his mind regarding us, didn't he? That really was saddening to see, but at least I had an opportunity to help him get over that fear. He seemed to be rather skittish, even as he accepted my offer to stay here, and was a bit hesitant and said something a tad ridiculous at the end which I felt the need to address.
"Don't worry about that, Rosy. Don't think I will be burning down orphanages any time soon, and besides the moral problem with eating people, I can't imagine human being tasty unless you're a vampire or something. I'd much rather stick with a good hamburger rather than try human," I said, trying to alleviate the fears the boy had lingering, not realizing the strangeness of a minotauress eating cow meat, at least to an outsider. Deciding to talk to him about his transformation, I began to speak again, "That was some magic though, making yourself so tiny, Rosy. You mentioned that using your powers too much could make you blind, you still okay to see? Are you able to go back to full size, or is it timed?" I said, a bit curious but more concerned about how to proceed. After all, if he was blind I would need to wait for him to bathe again, and if he was stuck that way for a bit I would have to carry him out of here.
He then mentioned that he saw another person out there, it seemed that he didn't notice anyone by myself and my mom. There were far more than just her out there, so I decided I should probably get them to disperse before he left the bathroom. He also seemed rather uncomfortable with how lightly dressed I was. Well considering he was a boy, I couldn't exactly blame him. Deciding to respond to all of these things at once, I once again began to speak to him. "Yeah, I'll go change into something a bit more modest when I disperse the crowd outside the bathroom. Can't say I'm a fan of these clothes either, my mom insists that its a uniform but I call bullshit. A bouncer should be more modestly dressed than the girls working the floor," I said, showing my own displeasure for the uniform before continuing, "I appreciate the compliments Rosy, but don't worry too much about it. I understand."
With that I stood back up and headed to the door, waving to Rosaire and briefly saying that I would be back in a bit before heading out of the door and closing it behind me and turning to my mother who was still outside the door. "Well I talked to Rosy a bit, and while...circumstances have precluded me from talking too much about employing him right now, I'll do it when he calms down a little bit. Hes a bit terrified right now. Mind clearing the girls out of the area and leaving him to me? He doesn't think he can deal with more mystic kind than me today," I said to my mother before beginning to walk over to my room saying, "I'll be changing into something less revealing."
With that I would change into a pair of long jeans and a white T shirt in my room, and head back to the hallway to see if my mom cleared out the hallway, and see if she had something else to say to me.
|
|
|
|
|
214 posts
|
1 like
|
|
|
Sept 14, 2016 12:27:57 GMT
|
Administrator
|
Post by Tulf on Feb 8, 2016 10:48:15 GMT
![]() Unsurprisingly, Hailey’s reassurance didn’t do a whole lot to improve matters; as the boy carefully slipped a few steps back as she talked – giant cow lady! Aaaah! Still, his devoutness was more important than his nerves for the moment, so he wasn’t quite about to just flee… though he was sorely tempted. But, love thy neighbour! Always be thankful! Never stare a gift cow in the mouth! W-Well, maybe not that last one, b-but – b-but, the point was there! As Hailey explained herself, things only seemed to go downhill a bit more, though… ”Y-You think I’m a vampire? You think vampires are tasty?! W-W-What are you?!” squeaked the poor blonde; hands up in surrender as he shuffled back a bit… that did at least put him off the dinner plate, but it wasn’t entirely a welcome assurance of his safety either. Thankfully, the minotaur was wise enough to change the subject in a hurry… at least this was a matter he could answer. ”I can get back to normal… d-don’t worry, I’m not blind anymore! A-As you can tell… though, uh…” blabbered Rosaire, gradually realising that his situation had just gotten a lot worse… he’d lost his sight in order to have enough divine power to bless others in the first place, so whatever he had left had just been used, leaving him… oh dear… Blushing quite noticeably upon hearing the giantess (well, relatively normal… cow, really) curse, Rosaire almost opened his mouth to object to such language before Hailey made her retreat; her huge boots putting him on edge again as she trod away – darn, darn, darn it all! A-And hang on, ‘girls working the floor’?! W-What kind of place was this? Left on his own, the tiny apostle really was freaking out now… should he just try and escape? Should he hold his ground? Things could get a lot worse either way… oh, gosh! A-And ‘thank you for the compliments’?! Did she think h-he…h-hit on her?! Oh, Lord; please save your poor disciple in their moment of need… As Hailey returned to the hallway, Maria was waiting expectantly; almost hopefully; one could just about see the dollar signs in her eyes. Thankfully, there were only a few other staff hovering about; a few of the younger members – and as Hailey explained herself, they zipped away on their own accord… messing with the minotaur bouncer related to the boss was not the wisest plan. ”B-Blast… well, I guess I have to figure out the paperwork first anyway…” grumbled the lady, before noting her daughter’s passing remark; ”Hey! I worked hard on that get-up; it suits you! If some lad isn’t head over heels for a girl dressed like that, then they’re hardly good enough for my daughter!” she huffed; albeit probably to deaf ears. Still, true to her word the manager would sulk away to leave her daughter to her machinations – and speaking of which; their quarry was currently on their own adventure. Luckily for the boy, the bathroom was a bit on the cluttered side courtesy of the wide range of species that used it… unbeknownst to him, admittedly. Left to his own devices, Rosaire had managed to at least scale the bathtub’s rim thanks to some shampoo bottles left behind it… well, not so much regular shampoo as ‘imported purified spring water’ and ‘anti-flea fur softening shampoo’; whatever the heck that meant. Maybe this was a dog bath or something? In any case, he at least had a bit more height now… but, an escape was still out of sight… |
|
|
|
|
215 posts
|
0 likes
|
|
|
Sept 11, 2016 5:31:39 GMT
|
Full Member
|
Post by Restkastel on Feb 10, 2016 16:57:07 GMT
It seemed that my mom had cleared out the hallway and even made herself scarce. That was good, after all it might have given the poor boy a heart attack if he had seen all the mystic kind of different varieties waiting in the hallway. I took a breath and knocked on the door before saying, "I'm back and coming back in, Rosy," and opening the door and walking in, closing the door immediately behind me. After all, I didn't want a straggler to peek their head into the bathroom and scare the poor boy more than he already seemed to be.
When I looked around the room, it took me a moment to locate the boy, because he hadn't returned back to normal size and he had made his way up to the rim of the bathtub. I sighed when I saw that he was still small, and began to speak, "You know, Rosy, I know you're scared but could you maybe go back to normal size?" I would then crouch down in front of the boy and say, "After all, its a bit hard to talk to you when you are this size and its kind of hard to hear you as well. As well as it would be sort of hard to get you back to my room so you can rest. So how about it, do you trust me enough to go back to normal for me?"
I could understand the boy's fear quite well, I know if I was around a bunch of people I was scared of I would want to get as small as possible and hide if I couldn't defend myself. I understood, but I wanted to help coax him out of his shell so I needed to get him to come out of that terror, at least a bit, so he could grow more as a person. He needed to work past his fears, or else he would be forever trapped by them, and wouldn't be able to see the things wrong with his church or what possibly he was missing by avoiding Mystic Kind.
Why I wanted this so much for a stranger one might ask? I honestly wasn't sure myself, but something about him made me want to help him, and to talk with him more. I wasn't exactly sure why, but it wasn't unwelcome so I didn't think too hard about it. If it was something important, it would come in time after all. All I knew is that I didn't feel the same way about him that I felt about the other men I had met in my life. He was a man, but he wasn't as well, and that might have been just what I needed in my life right now. A good starting point to help me get over my anger and hurt from being abandoned by the other men in my life. Perhaps, just perhaps, this was the chance I needed, my way to not end up like my mother when it came to men.
|
|
|
|
|
214 posts
|
1 like
|
|
|
Sept 14, 2016 12:27:57 GMT
|
Administrator
|
Post by Tulf on Feb 17, 2016 21:48:47 GMT
![]() As Hailey crouched down in front of Rosaire, the tiny blonde began to properly comprehend his situation – now that he’d calmed down a bit, he was a bit more perceptive to his newfound… friend. Hopefully. It was a little hard to be sure of one’s safety around a giant demon cow, but given she wasn’t exploiting his current height maybe she was being honest after all. Though… m-maybe she was actually intimidated by his powers?! The divine was no doubt a terrifying and baffling force to her, so maybe that was it! But, that meant he was in danger again… aagh, it really was an awful situation for him. Damned if he did, damned if he didn’t – well, less damned if he did, since it wouldn’t be the sin of rejecting hospitality from a neighbour, but… w-well, forget it! She looked a lot more… reasonable in the shirt and jeans – err, perhaps a bit too reasonable… how she found clothes that size was astonishing in-of itself, but it was a little clear that they were struggling. It was rude to stare, of course! And Rosaire was utterly chaste! B-But, at his current height, it was a bit hard to ignore the little details… when a big cow took up the entire horizon, it was hard to ignore. Even as he blushed and tried to glance aside, he felt all the more unsettled; her face alone being more than enough to tower over him. Of course, being shrunk down was a familiar experience; and he didn’t have any problems with girls in the Church… b-but, someone like this, well… it felt a bit embarrassing for some reason… ”E-Err, it’s, um, not so much a m-matter of trust, eheheh…” began Rosaire awkwardly after a brief moment of hesitation; a bit busy freaking out over his giant caretaker before forming any kind of reply; ”Um. There’s a small problem… since I was helping out all day, and now I shrunk on instinct due to my shroud, and so now I’m kind of… out… of, err, His will. Oh, um… let’s just say magic? Is that easier to understand? Err...”Pushing his fingers together like a guilty friend, the blonde clearly wasn’t sure what to expect from Hailey – for some reason, he was expecting violence… maybe it was the whole demon thing, or maybe he’d seen too many slapstick jokes. But, he’d messed up… and when she was acting so nice as well… his fear began to surge up again as he stressed over the admission, turning a bit pale – she was gonna be mad, she was gonna be mad, she was gonna be mad! At least he could handle being squashed or the like, but that wasn’t exactly pleasant! And… she could do much worse things while he was in this state, after all… |
|
|
|
|
215 posts
|
0 likes
|
|
|
Sept 11, 2016 5:31:39 GMT
|
Full Member
|
Post by Restkastel on May 5, 2016 2:07:39 GMT
It seemed the boy was being a lot less nervous around me, even if he seemed to be oddly embarrassed. Maybe it was just a bit of shyness on his part, or maybe it was the fact he wasn't used to seeing girls in normal clothing this up close in personal? Either way, it didn't really matter too much right now, just that he needed to be more comfortable. I was thinking about ways to help with that when he began to respond to me asking him to return to normal size.
Apparently it wasn't going to be easy, because according to him, it was some sort of magic that did it, and it requires some sort of energy source that hes currently out of right now. Hmmm, that wasn't any good at all, and he seemed to know it. He looked rather sheepish like he'd done something wrong though, which wasn't the case at all. His cute little face was even being marred as he turned pale out of some sort of fear of me being mad or something, which made me a bit sad. This boy really had some deep fears, didn't he?
Sighing, I decided to sit down to get more on his level and be comfortable, since I got the feeling I might be staying in here for a bit. Giving him a smile to reassure him I began to speak, "Don't worry Rosy, I ain't mad at you. Is there anything I can do to help get you some of that energy back? I imagine it would be a bit hard to do whatever you need to do in that state alone." I then decided to give him another option in case he was a bit embarrassed to ask for help with that, "If you don't want me to help with it or its not possible, thats fine. I can always just carry you to my room if you would prefer. Just let me know what if anything you would like me to help with. After all, you are my guest so it would be terribly bad of me not to help you out if I can." I gave him my best smile when I said that to him.
I really did believe what I was saying to him, after all, one thing my mom did teach me very good is that a host always has to be good to their guests, lest they get a bad reputation. Though that wasn't the only thing, that weird feeling that made me want to help the boy was still nagging at me, and the more it did, the more it was bothering me what it was. I really wanted to know, maybe I could ask my mom later, maybe she knows
|
|
|
|
|
214 posts
|
1 like
|
|
|
Sept 14, 2016 12:27:57 GMT
|
Administrator
|
Post by Tulf on May 16, 2016 19:33:18 GMT
![]() The minotaur’s movement to sit down made the boy’s heart pound for a moment; worried she was moving downwards to mash him into the ground or something – but admittedly at this point, any movement might get his heart pounding anyway. Being tiny was not the most reassuring state for just about anything! Thankfully, it looked like she wasn’t too mad… ah, but Sister Lucina always looked so calm when she was furious, too! Oof… his rump stung from just the thought of her fury. H-Hang on, why was he worrying about that sort of thing when there was a giant demon cow here?! Unfortunately, Hailey’s words wouldn’t do his confusion any favours. So calm and nice, despite everything… not even exasperated! This really was a headache for him. Things were so easy in black and white. Well, those stockings of hers were black and white, at least; so that was a start. The termed ‘damned if you do, damned if you don’t’ came to his mind right now… albeit in a lot more literal a circumstance. He couldn’t deny hospitality, but if it was a demon… but if she wasn’t a demon… but if this was a test… but if it wasn’t a test… aah, best just go with the flow again! Weren’t cows divine overseas or something, anyway? Or was that only when they were bled out? Uh, best not to say that sort of thing right now, actually… ”Um, well, getting my energy back… it’s the love of our Lord, so it’s mostly through prayer and care! So, I’ll be fine in no time, but right now… err, I just need to be careful, I guess.” replied Rosaire a bit less nervously; glad he could talk about something he sort of knew rather than having to deal with this mess blindly; ”I’d like to do some more prayer later, so you could join in if you like… b-but, that’s not usually your kind’s kinda thing, is it…?”Of course, Hailey’s offer of somewhere to stay would get the poor boy all nervous again – err, going into a lady’s room for the night? Was that okay?! ”U-Um, a-ah, well – well, w-well; that’s… that’d be good, but I’m fine with any room, okay? At this size, a-anything’s probably fine. Err, m-maybe not the bathroom, though. And… um, if we are moving, then… u-uh… you might want to, err, pick me up… b-but I can move on my own and all, but I’d be a bit – you know, a bit – s-slow! So… a-actually, don’t worry! I’ll just – I’ll just go home, r-right…?” |
|
|
|
|
215 posts
|
0 likes
|
|
|
Sept 11, 2016 5:31:39 GMT
|
Full Member
|
Post by Restkastel on Jun 6, 2016 23:27:12 GMT
It seemed whatever the boy did before to get his energy back wasn't gunna cut it this time, at least according to his explanation now. That was a bit of a problem, especially with how nervous he was, probably wasn't helped by the fact that he was about the size of a mouse and I was pretty much a giant to him now. He seemed a bit hesitant about his offer for me to join him, apparently my kind didn't really do whatever he was going to do. That made sense, but it was my personal policy to at least give most things a shot, and I didn't see the harm of going along with whatever he was going to do.
He also sputtered a bit about my offer of carrying him and letting him stay, obviously nervous as usual. I simply let out a sigh as he said that and replied, "That ain't any good and you know it, Rosy. If it would take you a while to walk to a room in here, it would take you even longer to walk somewhere outside. I can't let you do that in good conscience." As I said that I moved to hold my hand out to Rosy, leaving my palm out for him to climb on. While I was waiting for him to climb aboard, I decided to answer his other offer as well. " I don't mind praying or whatever with you Rosy. It's obvious even to me that its somethin' important to you and you don't seem like a bad sort at all, so it can't be bad at all." I tried to seem as gentle and inviting as I could, giving him a warm look as I held out my hand, hoping he would take me up on my offer.
Something about him was just....attracting me somehow, much more so than any guy I had met in the village or here. It really was itching at me about the feeling, it felt like I should know it but it was really unfamiliar and it was really itchy, but for some reason it felt nice, like a warm woolen blanket. I really wish I knew why I was feeling this way though, then I could just enjoy the sensation.
|
|
|
|
|
214 posts
|
1 like
|
|
|
Sept 14, 2016 12:27:57 GMT
|
Administrator
|
Post by Tulf on Jun 18, 2016 19:38:06 GMT
![]() Understandly, Rosaire was awfully unsure about the offer from his newfound… friend? Maybe? While being carried wasn’t exactly something totally new to him, it was still something he considered pretty personal… well, then again, she had carried him already, but like this… he certainly felt a lot more vulnerable. He was blind before, though… ah, look, this was just different, alright?! It was important! Hardly anyone in the Church knew about his little power as it was! It was practically a weakness… n-no, he couldn’t say that! It was a divine gift! It was just… complicated… ”Ah… you really are too kind, ma’am.” remarked the tiny apostle bashfully, finally stepping onto Hailey’s hand – he really was as light as he looked, if not more so… though she could probably have figured as much given how diminutive his figure had been in her arms before. Her next comment would make him outright stumble, though; after he took a moment to comprehend just who was saying it – this really was bizarre! ”Oh la vache! You’d like to pray with me? I-I appreciate the thought, but that’d be really – well, the Lord would surely not… well… the other priests might be mad…!” exclaimed Rosaire, utterly baffled by the suggestion – such an abhorrent remark, but yet… he couldn’t really just say that after saying he didn’t mind Mystic Kind so much earlier! But the thought really did make his knees buckle. He adored the Lord, whom had taken him in during his darkest hour – if that safety was to be intruded upon by such demons, then he’d be surely doomed. Forgive and forget, surely; but… for those whom had been felled by the sins of others, this was not right… Attempting to regain his composure, Rosaire gave a little cough and tugged anxiously on his sleeves – even at his current size, Hailey could probably notice his dissatisfaction. ”T-That’s simply not necessarily, so don’t worry about it. It’s a personal thing, I can assure you…” explained the boy quickly, gaining quite the haughty tone despite his situation; ”J-Just, please be careful with me. I’m not all that fragile, but… being squashed isn’t the more comfortable of sensations… a-ah, but I can’t thank you enough for all this, tonight! It sounds like I caused a bit of trouble earlier…” |
|
|
|
|
215 posts
|
0 likes
|
|
|
Sept 11, 2016 5:31:39 GMT
|
Full Member
|
Post by Restkastel on Jun 21, 2016 18:26:45 GMT
When the boy got on my palm I stood up and began to make my way over to my room, which wasn't too far away while I listened to his responses and thought a bit. His response to my accepting his offer was kinda strange though, almost as if he didn't want me to accept it? That seemed a bit odd though, never had anyone offer something expecting it to be refuse. Maybe it was some sort of fancy cityfolk thing that we didn't have out in the country. Either way, I guessed I wouldn't understand without asking, and it didn't hurt to ask I guessed. After all, he seemed nice enough to explain.
"Was I not supposed to accept your invitation? Sorry, where I live we didn't have a custom where you were s'posed to turn down an invitation like that, or maybe its something specific? I'm a bit curious, could you perhaps elaborate on it a bit so that a simple country gal like me don't make this mistake again?" I said it with utmost sincerity as I continued to walk down the corridor towards my room, giving him time to answer before responding to the rest of what he said.
"Oh, its no hassle at all. My mom was just a tad bit paranoid about you church tpes it seems. Having you around seemed like it might agitate some of the girls from having you around, not that I know why. Though after a bit of explainin' she came around, and it became more an issue of getting her to leave you alone. She wanted to barge in there and try to hire you, so I put her off so you had some time to recover before she charged in on you," I said, smiling and giving a bit of a chuckle before using my free hand to open up the door to my room, which was as bare bones as I had left it earlier, notably Jonathan was out being looked after, thankfully. I didn't want the poor boy I was carrying to be suddenly exposed to another of our kind without being prepared for it.
"Welcome to my humble abode Rosy, just lemme know where you want me to set you down."
|
|
|
|
|
214 posts
|
1 like
|
|
|
Sept 14, 2016 12:27:57 GMT
|
Administrator
|
Post by Tulf on Jun 28, 2016 4:58:14 GMT
![]() Riding on the lady’s palm with as much dignity as one could with his height, Rosaire awkwardly worked his head around Hailey’s confusion… uh, how did he put this nicely? Being polite while you were the size of someone’s finger was generally pretty wise… ”Err… Um, on the matter of Church types…” he began nervously, not sure where to start from – much less where to end – ”W-Well, it’s – Mystic Kind aren’t… a-as we talked about before, the Church doesn’t have much… room for Mystic Kind right now…” explained Rosaire meekly, before giving up on his point. ”Sorry I caused some trouble anyway, though… u-um, it might be for the better, though; I find most Mystic Kind a bit… intimidating. I’m used to humans…” Hailey would get an odd sensation as Rosaire nervously squirmed on her palm, his weight gently shifting from foot to foot; ”But... you have a lot of girls working her…? Is this one of those cafes…?” asked the boy quietly – he had the hunch that he didn’t want to ask too much about these things, but he was way too curious with that comment on his mind. ”Ah… it doesn’t really matter… I just can’t thank you enough.”…thanks for kidnapping me? Maybe the priest was right; Rosaire really was a bit too nice for his own good… Glancing about the lady’s room, Rosaire was a bit worried by how bare it was – but maybe she was just a bit married to her job. Honestly, he found it all a bit… strange. It was very… normal. He was always under the impression that Mystic Kind lived in caves or evil lairs or shrines or… stuff like that, but instead… well, he’d at least admit that the cow-print blanket on the bed was a bit odd. And the giant axe. It was typically hard for him to really comprehend the scale of things while he was shrunken, but given it was at least as tall as Hailey herself… e-err, now he was really worried. ”U-Uh… that’s…” began the boy before deciding it best not to draw attention to it; lest his life be on the line. ”You can just put me down on the bed, I-I guess? I get a bit sleepy after a few drinks, so I might not be on my feet for too much longer… eheheh…”Though honestly, Rosaire was thankful for being a bit tispy. If not for that, he probably would have had a heart-attack over being snatched up by a giant cow demon. Though, she looked awfully soft for a demon… ah, maybe he’d have to buy her a big lunch as thanks sometime… |
|
|
|
|
215 posts
|
0 likes
|
|
|
Sept 11, 2016 5:31:39 GMT
|
Full Member
|
Post by Restkastel on Jun 30, 2016 0:48:40 GMT
Hmmm, he did say something about that, but I really didn't see what sense it made judging a person by their group rather than who they were, so it really didn't make too much sense to me, and I decided to make that known. "See Rosy, thats sort of what I don't get on either side. Everyone is different, so it makes no sense to judge a person based on what they are rather than who they are. Thats why I stood up for ya and made sure my mom knew that you weren't a bad person. I don't get why the church would make sucha sweepin judgement about any one race of mystic kind, let alone all of us. We're all different after all. I mean, we minotaurs are different from a succubus or a demon or a vampire, and they're different from elves or ogres or centaurs. Makes no sense if ya ask me," I said, giving my honest opinion on the subject matter.
"Yeah, my mom pretty much exclusively hires girls, though apparently she was willin to make an exception for you, Rosy. It's not a cafe, its actually a casino really. My mom founded this place to help battered and abused girls from all sorts of different races have a home, and to sort of help air out tensions by makin fun of the stereotypes round our races, hence the getup she has me wear. All the girls have somethin like that, based around their races image though. Seems like it really helps them and the customers feel more at ease, makes it a lot more lighthearted ya know?" I said, explaining the place to Rosy. After all, he did ask so I figured I ought to give him a bit of an explanation of where exactly he was.
When I entered the room he seemed to be looking towards my axe a bit before he stuttered and seemed to try to change the subject, so I figured I ought to put him at ease about it. "Ah, don't mind my Bessy, I made her myself. Amazin' what just slinging her over my shoulder can do to make troublemakers go away peacefully, though I only have to get her out when some big guy decides to be an issue." After all, its not like I would ever have to use it on someone as cute as Rosy, he was too meek to cause trouble. When he said to just put him on the bed I put him on the bed before laying myself down on the bed so i could be closer to eye level with him before asking him a question. "So why were you out drinking after you made yourself go Blind anyway, Rosy?" |
|
