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Homura listened as the man, Arthur-- his senior to the guild, explain how they were going to round about the chickens and roosters. It was a simple job and no magic would even be needed. Still, that was not the problem at all. Sure using magic made things difficult as it wasn't part of his own, but tied to another person inside of him. A hedonistic, impulsive god of destruction who would love any chance to get free and cause chaos. Keeping 'calm' wasn't easily done either.
To make matters more awkward to him, Homura watched as the knight walked over to the chickens all calm and kindly and picked one up. Despite the chicken frailing about a bit, it didn't resist strictly all while the man spoke calmly to the animal.
Again-- I'm going to puke, Asura replied inside Homura's head.
A sigh escaped Homura as he witnessed how it gone. "Again-- its not that simple. I have some... problems that make being calm difficult. Neither the time or place to talk about that crap." he said bitterly. "I'll try to hear them right and carefully as possible but I make no promises."
His tone was grudging as he moved and reached another end of the group of animals. He gently approached them and as he did, his 'simmering' emotion definitely made them a bit more cautious. At most, they began to move away from Homura-- and towards the direction, they were meant to be heard.
All the while he kept his emotion as calm as possible-- and also try to keep Asura's bloodlust down. The demon within wanted to shout or spook the chickens-- just for the hell of it. Just for a meager entertainment. As he did this, he just grudgingly tolerated the boring task and the need to keep his emotions in check.
It made him wonder just how much this guy knew about him. Probably little to none if he expected Homura to heard animals. NOt the best use of his skill or temperment.
WC: 341
Homura listened as the man, Arthur-- his senior to the guild, explain how they were going to round about the chickens and roosters. It was a simple job and no magic would even be needed. Still, that was not the problem at all. Sure using magic made things difficult as it wasn't part of his own, but tied to another person inside of him. A hedonistic, impulsive god of destruction who would love any chance to get free and cause chaos. Keeping 'calm' wasn't easily done either.
To make matters more awkward to him, Homura watched as the knight walked over to the chickens all calm and kindly and picked one up. Despite the chicken frailing about a bit, it didn't resist strictly all while the man spoke calmly to the animal.
Again-- I'm going to puke, Asura replied inside Homura's head.
A sigh escaped Homura as he witnessed how it gone. "Again-- its not that simple. I have some... problems that make being calm difficult. Neither the time or place to talk about that crap." he said bitterly. "I'll try to hear them right and carefully as possible but I make no promises."
His tone was grudging as he moved and reached another end of the group of animals. He gently approached them and as he did, his 'simmering' emotion definitely made them a bit more cautious. At most, they began to move away from Homura-- and towards the direction, they were meant to be heard.
All the while he kept his emotion as calm as possible-- and also try to keep Asura's bloodlust down. The demon within wanted to shout or spook the chickens-- just for the hell of it. Just for a meager entertainment. As he did this, he just grudgingly tolerated the boring task and the need to keep his emotions in check.
It made him wonder just how much this guy knew about him. Probably little to none if he expected Homura to heard animals. NOt the best use of his skill or temperment.
WC: 341