[ Zetsurin seems oddly contemplative today! So it's only a matter of time before he grabs the crow and holds it still in front of him so he can talk. ]

Who is-- ..Tylendel? I don't think.. before now, I've never...

[ Pauses for a moment to gather his thoughts. ]

...I don't recall ever meeting a Tylendel. But that name suddenly... appeared? Sih' ( Read more... )

[ So, that present? Attempting to open it now, and-- oh look, he wasn't shocked. But... a red button? ]

...What is this?

[ So like you may suddenly hear a VERY loud squeal of joy, followed by laughter and other cute happy noises. Also a load of what may sound like gibberish to the normal folks. Also for those who wish for actionystuffs, he's rolling around on the couch. ]

Ahhh! Ihxin maek! Ihxin maek nir detrun! [ AND SO ON AND SO FORTH, lazy player is so, so lazy.

....Oh for the love of--

[ That's cut short into a disgusted snort. If you look through the crow, you might just see a Joshua suited up, head to toe, in..... pink... lace... ruffles..?! Yes, you see right. Enjoy your Swan Lake, everyone. Zets just covers his face with a hand. ]

Ugh.. of all things. What kind of uniform...!

[ Another morning--afternoon?--and Zets wakes up in Bert's bed. Nothing unusual about that, right ( Read more... )

[ So up until just about a few days ago, Zetsurin was pretty MIA. In reality he was pretty much just hiding in Bert's cabin. Again. 'Cept he was avoiding Bert just a bit, too. Or, rather, just feeling generally awkward around him. But now, he was sitting on the couch, hands folded in his lap, and staring at the crow. ]U-um... Yuuki? I'm sorry I ( Read more... )

[ Here we have a Zetsurin! Though with the new event at hand he finds himself filled with an empowering new energy he hasn't felt since he was back home. Lucky Sheol has a large, long-legged dog-like creature prowling about its' cabins with muzzle twitching as he picked out various scents, fur bristling along the soft dorsal spikes down his back. ( Read more... )

[ Here is a Zetsurin (probably) draped over Cuthbert's couch. And taking up space. Kinda like a dog. OWAIT-- ]

...We should have another party. Or something.

Or! We could all play chase! [ Griiiiiiiiin. Zets looks a lot better, huh. ]

What do you guys think?

[ And here you have one(1) Zetsurin, draped over one(1) windowsill. He still looks pretty.. well, apathetic, and terribly tired. Maybe a little stressed? Probably. He's also staring at the crow, on the ground outside a few feet from him.]

...I don't like being alone here with you, you stupid feathered demon.

[ At first, there's just a faint sound-- something like a worried hum, sometimes interrupted by the sound of items being moved, the soft pat of footsteps, or the squeak of an opening door. After a time, however, these sounds become more frantic, accompanied by the familiar sound of Zetsurin's voice in a not-so-familiar tone.]Razzat! Razzat, where ( Read more... )