Now the girl's beginning to make this fun. From her expression he can guess her suspicion. In return he grins as he strokes the chin of his favorite pet. He snickers at her expense, "She could answer that best, wouldn't you say?"
His favorite pet shares a conspiratorial snicker as he continues heaping attention on the cat. Of course, Ratigan realizes they're trapped in some strange city. Wouldn't hurt to show a little formality, would it? Even if she didn't give any information, he'd have a little fun.
Turning to Priere, he curtsies theatrically as he introduces himself, "Professor Ratigan at your service."
"Sister Priere," she answered, only bothering with the minimal politeness to match his. In her case however, it was less because of who the professor appeared to be and just a certain lack of manners. She still had the same look on her face, but it was starting to soften a bit. After all, no matter who or what that rat was... it was just a rat and a cat. What were they gonna do? Bite her toes while she slept? Really, it was obvious who had the advantage here.
Assuming he was as suspicious as he made himself to be anyway.
She didn't say anything afterwards, stuck between staring at the gate guards still looking at her, or the gaze of Ratigan. Great, this was getting awkward.
"I don't think I've ever heard your name before. I guess you just arrived here?"
What could he do indeed? In any case, the girl hadn't really aroused any elaborate schemes beyond smug patronizing at the moment.
"Sister Priere. Lovely, a member of the clergy," he muses, "How sentimental."
His eyes wander to the gate guards standing by. Really, it feels most unbecoming for him to just arrive with not so much a single glance. He can feel his ego beginning to starve And brought here to a location without his consent, no less. In a melodramatic moan he props himself against Felicia, who decides to remain seated as Ratigan vents.
"Brought? You mean kidnapped so shabbily!" he throws his head back, bemoaning, "Such lack of tact!"
Sentimental? Okay, that was a new one. But then again, the normal members of the Church could have joined for similar reasons. She just wanted to be the Maiden of Light and kick the ass out of demons.
Right, she did leave out the 'demon hunter' part.
"Well yeah... kidnapped. Join the club. Everyone who isn't from this stupid town was kidnapped. It's not like we wanted to be here," she answered, but keeping her gaze aimed right at the guards in disdain. Whether or not they noticed or cared, she wouldn't know, but the intent was there.
Demon hunter would get a raised eyebrow, not that he'd believe her.
Separating from the cat, he follows Priere's gaze. Of course they're still there. Too risky to try anything with them around. Oh well, he had more information to milk from this girl.
"A sad state of affairs," he put on his best sympathetic voice, "Imagine the deviant mind who would bring us so rudely to...whatever you call this shanty town."
A deviant mind he envies at the moment. Someone who outwitted him? It just wouldn't do.
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His favorite pet shares a conspiratorial snicker as he continues heaping attention on the cat. Of course, Ratigan realizes they're trapped in some strange city. Wouldn't hurt to show a little formality, would it? Even if she didn't give any information, he'd have a little fun.
Turning to Priere, he curtsies theatrically as he introduces himself, "Professor Ratigan at your service."
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Assuming he was as suspicious as he made himself to be anyway.
She didn't say anything afterwards, stuck between staring at the gate guards still looking at her, or the gaze of Ratigan. Great, this was getting awkward.
"I don't think I've ever heard your name before. I guess you just arrived here?"
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"Sister Priere. Lovely, a member of the clergy," he muses, "How sentimental."
His eyes wander to the gate guards standing by. Really, it feels most unbecoming for him to just arrive with not so much a single glance. He can feel his ego beginning to starve And brought here to a location without his consent, no less. In a melodramatic moan he props himself against Felicia, who decides to remain seated as Ratigan vents.
"Brought? You mean kidnapped so shabbily!" he throws his head back, bemoaning, "Such lack of tact!"
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Right, she did leave out the 'demon hunter' part.
"Well yeah... kidnapped. Join the club. Everyone who isn't from this stupid town was kidnapped. It's not like we wanted to be here," she answered, but keeping her gaze aimed right at the guards in disdain. Whether or not they noticed or cared, she wouldn't know, but the intent was there.
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Separating from the cat, he follows Priere's gaze. Of course they're still there. Too risky to try anything with them around. Oh well, he had more information to milk from this girl.
"A sad state of affairs," he put on his best sympathetic voice, "Imagine the deviant mind who would bring us so rudely to...whatever you call this shanty town."
A deviant mind he envies at the moment. Someone who outwitted him? It just wouldn't do.
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