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Post by DanteMGalileo on May 12, 2019 13:06:39 GMT -5
"... Aaaaaand that's why you died a virgin. Even if this is easy for me I can understand why calculus isn't for everyone."
Unplugging his headphones from that audiobook, Percy placed that one in a small pile to his right. Calculus for Dummies. "Hey, Tri, what next? Surreal numbers or move onto the science pile? ... Thanks for reading the titles for me, even if I suspect that you're misleading me sometimes." Well, he figured he had probably annoyed the archdemon enough. Oh well. Grabbing an audiobook bearing the image of a multicoloured thing, Percy plugged that in and began to listen. The Hot Zone.
"... Ew. Hey Tri, can you hear this?"
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on May 12, 2019 13:30:15 GMT -5
"Kid, I hear all," Tri muttered, flopped atop a table. "Well, okay, not ALL all, but all that you hear. And think. And dream. And jerk off to."
He raised his hand and grabbed a few books off a nearby shelf with his shadows, letting them float across the room and slip into empty spots on the adjacent shelf. Screw the Dewey Decimal System; he simply had to make that reference at least once. "What're we even doing here, Persimmon? There's still so much you could take advantage of in this situation. Have you even tried to discover all your powers yet?"
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Post by DanteMGalileo on May 12, 2019 14:45:20 GMT -5
"Ah, crap, you know who I jerk off to at night, then..." Knowing that his private thoughts were not so private anymore, Percy's face turned bright red, prompting the brunette to bring an audiobook to hide his blush. Looking up, he saw his astral doppelganger moving books around. Now, he couldn't read, but he was sure those weren't the right places. "So, uh... changing the topic... ew, ew, ew. This one was a mistake. Seriously, you can hear it."
Shuddering, Percy unplugged his headphones from the disgusting audiobook and inhaled a bit, restoring his face to its usual colour. "We're here because I needed a break. Also, whatever I had in my mesenteries... I think it spread to my intestines and stomach. Yes, I know what those are, what do you think I do with my free time besides jack off?" Well, he figured the archdemon had heard much worse than his nightly game of five on one. "Besides, yeah, I am curious, but I'm kinda wondering how Kelsey's handling Imago. He is a rascal, that one."
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on May 16, 2019 12:14:34 GMT -5
"My good man, you have not even begun to scratch the surface of filth," Tri chuckled lowly as Percy cut off the audiobook's direct line to his brain.
The archdemon then sat up on the table and started digging a pinky finger in his ear. "Okay, first off, TMI. Second, don't worry about Kelsey. If she can handle me, I think she can handle Imago just fine. If anything, I'm sure the two are getting along swell. I.e. they're mutually pissed off about the situation."
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Post by DanteMGalileo on May 16, 2019 12:36:15 GMT -5
"... Hmm, yeah, fair point. ... Ow, ow, ow, my stomach, and that was not something I ate or heard." Percy clenched his midsection, slightly keeling over. "Ugh... is there anything else I should be aware of? Like, no eating bacon? Being fatally poisoned by this swap because I'm not bred for this shit? That it might rain later?" He turned around, not facing his audiobook collection, not really noticing a certain someone behind him.
"... I wonder if anyone else is having problems." A lightly-tanned hand with a bronze bracelet adorned with blue gemstones reached out from under the table, grabbed a few audiobooks, then slithered away.
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"Well. This is the only place I can think of that they might both be at."
Flint groaned, scratching his shoulder. By the blizzard gods, how did people wear this damn thing? The dark-skinned man wore a dark green armour vest with matching shinguards and pauldrons, worn over a black tank top and heavy boots, a short purple cape hanging from his shoulders. In his free hand was a familiar-looking cane that was not a cane, the man uncomfortable with its presence. "Well... I like shiny things and hoarded shiny things, so Val, who likes knowledge, would hoard knowledge like thi... what're you lookin' at?!"
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on May 16, 2019 14:21:24 GMT -5
Tri barely suppressed a snicker at Percy's obliviousness to the shenanigans surrounding their table, instead offering a response to his series of questions. "In that order: A lot, probably. No, I'm not THAT cruel. Yes, definitely. And not today, but definitely next Sunday. Sucks to suck!"
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"...?"
Kelsey raised an eyebrow at the fellow walking into the library, standing slumped just outside the entryway. Mild offense and general confusion quickly gave way to frustration and dismay. She knew who Flint was, if only vaguely, and she typically wasn't one to judge people who talked to themselves. It was simply the circumstances that led her to ask questions.
"Please tell me you don't have a demon in your head too."
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Post by DanteMGalileo on May 16, 2019 14:35:37 GMT -5
...
Oh. That's a problem.
"... You mean... That might be the cause for why my organs hurt all of a sudden? Ugh!" Percy clenched his chest as a sharp jolt ran through him. "Ow... my lungs..." Breathe. Breathe, dammit! Oh wait, that's hard to do, because apparently Tri's presence was poisonous to you and all your organs! "Blech... ow, ow... Okay... I need to find Kelsey. And someone who can put you and Imago back where you belong." He looked around, not really noticing certain changes to their table.
"... I wonder where Lark is. Maybe that snowy-haired bastard has a way to fix this..." And now he's gone from the table and making his way towards another entrance.
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"Gah!"
Flint grabbed the gun, only to stop when he vaguely recognized who he was looking at. Started with a K and ended with a Y. Ugh, dammit, if he could pick up her scent, he'd be able to identify her in an instant! Gah, did the world realize how much he relied on his sense of smell?! "Don't sneak up on me like that! I'm stuck as a stinkin' human for now while my sister has all the dragon powers! Also, it's not very nice to accuse people of having demons in their heads, Miss... Whatever Yer Name Is!!"
It's also not very nice to insult my vessels. Only I'm allowed to do that.
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on May 16, 2019 15:23:34 GMT -5
"Yeah, it's likely," Tri hummed rather casually, leaning over and resting an elbow atop Percy's head. "Gotta say, though, you've held out a whole hell of a lot longer than any normal human would when exposed to a direct flow of archdemon energy. Most poor saps would've vomited up their own liquefied organs and cried out their whole supply of blood along with their own jellified eyes within about five minutes. So count yourself lucky you at least got a chance to enjoy it before things went to sh*t!"
Percy slipped out from underneath him shortly after these comforting words were spoken. Seeing this, Tri shrugged at the mess they were leaving behind and cheerfully floated after the boy. "Nothing would surprise me at this rate, especially if it involves that canonical anomaly. Lead the way, champ."
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"Sorry." Kelsey calmly, defensively raised her hands. "I guess demon possession is just something I see as a natural occurrence anymore. Didn't think much of it. Ahem... Anyway..."
Simply shaking her head at Imago's quip, Kelsey took a few steps closer to the dragon. Or... former dragon? "Flint, right? You say you and your sister swapped powers? I guess that means it's happening to more people than just us..." She warily scratched her head. "You haven't seen Percy, have you? Our demons got swapped and mine is likely putting him at serious risk."
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Post by DanteMGalileo on May 16, 2019 17:01:39 GMT -5
"Nope. Haven't seen hide nor hair of the guy, K-Girl." Flint scowled, eye twitching. "'Fraid I'm stuck with a boring human nose that can only smell what's close to me at the moment anyway." Groaaaaaaan. "Let's just say us pelts rely on our noses a lot more than you humans."
Clearly you don't use it, as we can still smell you from a mile away.
"Anyways, I'm not an expert on demonic and magical crap. I'm just here to find Val." Flint looked inward. "We dragons like to hoard things we like. I like shiny stuff and gemstones. Val likes nerd stuff, so I figured she'd be in here. Hoarding nerd stuff."
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As Percy made his way to another exit, a second person followed him; a tanned, sandy-haired young woman clad in an open dark blue jacket and matching pants, bandages covering her chest, bronze bracelets embedded with blue jewels and a matching collar, and tall dark green boots. Shoving a few books into a bag she carried on her hips, Val frowned.
Stinks of demon spawn.
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on May 20, 2019 17:35:47 GMT -5
"Right, that... makes a lot of sense," Kelsey conceded with a slow nod and a heavy sigh. The matter of Flint's sense of smell was one thing, but she wasn't sure how to respond to Flint's theory about Val. She wasn't an expert on dragons, even in light of her relationship with Paul (not that they were dating or anything).
Anyway... "Well, I guess it can't hurt either of us to take a look in here. In my case, I'm just running out of places to check and time is of the essence."
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Tri hovered after Percy, floating in a lazy, hunched posture. He looked over his shoulder, easily spotting the young woman on their tail, letting out a low chuckle at the sight. "Instinct is a b*tch, isn't it?"
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Post by DanteMGalileo on May 20, 2019 18:03:33 GMT -5
"Yeah. Let's split up. I'll go... thataway." Flint gestured towards a series of bookcases on the left. "You go right. Dunno if she'd be after historical books or... blech... harlequins..." He made a gagging sound and gesture at that thought. "I ain't sure what your guy'd be after, but he probably doesn't have hoarding instincts." Whistle.
"Gimme a shout if you see my sis or your guy."
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"... Is... Is there something I should be aware of now?" Percy turned around, ears picking up some undefined noise that could just be somebody shuffling their feet. "I mean, Imago gave me a very slight aversion to bright lights, but I haven't picked up any instincts of his." Okay, still nothing. "Yeah, the ears have a use besides marking me as a freak of nature, believe it or not."
Oh well. Time to find Kelsey. Out the door we go.
Val frowned. How did he miss her? I could smell me from miles away, she thoughts.
Two sounds of a back door opening and closing.
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on May 21, 2019 19:40:50 GMT -5
"Works for me..." Kelsey sighed, following Flint inside the library before breaking off in the direction he suggested. Whatever he just said about harlequins was definitely something she didn't need to know. The important thing was finding Percy.
"So..." Kelsey mumbled, aiming to go unheard by everyone outside her personal space. "Based on what I know about Percy's literary skills, I'm guessing if he is here, he'd be looking for books on tape and such."
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Tri snickered again, slowly shaking his head at Percy. "It's nothing. Forget it."
He started gently batting at Percy's dual cowlicks. "Kelsey's pretty close, though, if it's any consolation."
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Post by DanteMGalileo on May 21, 2019 20:08:08 GMT -5
The only reason it seemed like he could read was because I was doing so. When I was awake and felt like it, anyway.
Imago found this entire thing very amusing, yes. He especially liked it when his vessel spoke to him, looking like they had just gone crazy and/or escaped from the loony bin. But yes. He would go for the audiobooks. I'm not quite sure how he understands, but... whatever.
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"Please don't touch my hair. I don't care if you're intangible, don't touch the hair." Percy grumbled, vainly attempting to swat Tri away. "It gets messy enough without people touching it. No, hair gel doesn't work." Hang on, what was that next part?
"You mean Kelsey's here? When did she get here?" The brunette began looking around for a familiar face. "Uh... Hello? I'm... ugh, lungs... here!"
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on May 21, 2019 21:08:30 GMT -5
"Alright, then. Guess that's where I'll start looking." Kelsey nodded and headed towards the back of the library, hoping that was where the audiobooks were kept. Her desperation had been mounting for a long time now, but by this point, it was painfully apparent on her face.
"Hm?" Although it seemed to briefly fade when a faint sound caught her attention. Given this was a library, any noise was fairly conspicuous, but still. "You hear something?"
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"Oh yeah, she just walked in along with Figment. Except... he's not a dragon anymore, so I guess I can't call him that," Tri mused, leaving Percy's hair alone in favor of sniffing the boy's feet with an overdramatic scrunched nose. "I'd considered not bringing it up and letting you two run in circles some more, but then I thought... we've dragged this out well past the intended holiday now, and I wanna go back to the funny cartoon guy with the undefinable accent."
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Post by DanteMGalileo on May 22, 2019 12:37:30 GMT -5
"... I don't know who this Figment guy and cartoon guy are, but I'm sure the latter would be more amusing than me. Some to think of it, what isn't..." Percy muttered to himself, shooting an unamused look st Tri. "Stop that. That's one of two parts of my body that I actually bother to wash daily. No, I'm not saying what the other part is."
"Okay, I think she heard me, even with my failing lungs." Oof, there's the pain again. "Kelsey? Imago? I'm over here! Gah, is that the beginning of the liquification process I'm feeling?!"
Best hurry up. I need that body. For multiple reasons.
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