idealism | Fuda # 12 [Action/video]

Hear what? [There's an edge to his tone, though it's more grumpy than frightened. So far.]

I heard crying. It sounded like a little kid.

[His ears lie flat on his head as he returns to Hisoka's side.]

Can you hear it? Maybe we should investigate.

You're hearing things. [Says ~~the terribly adorable~~ Hisoka as he gives an annoyed tug to the puffy sleeves on his very girly dress (http://www.lolitafashion.org/images/sweet7.jpg).] I'd be able to tell if someone was that upset nearby.

Maybe that's why she's upset. Maybe she's bit by a demon, Hisoka. [He gives Hisoka a long, pleading look, trying hard not to talk about the frilly dress that he's tugging on.]

...Is that hard to wear?

There aren't any demons here. ...But I'll go with you if you're dead set on investigating.

...The hat gets annoying. [Shut up don't even. >|]

I think it looks pretty.

[His ears appear to perk up, just a little.] We can? I just want to be sure. It was bad enough when I heard you cry earlier.

I don't cry. Ever. And I'm not pretty.

But we'll check it out anyway. Where'd you hear it coming from? [He stands and lets Tsuzuki lead, though he appears to be wiggling his hips quite a bit more when he moves.]

That's what made it so alarming! [He reaches for Hisoka's hand, guiding him towards the door. He only glances quickly at Hisoka's hips before he turns away, cheeks turning pink.]

I heard it from east. It reminded me of someone.

[He lets his hand be held for the purpose of keeping an eye on his partner. The fog is thick enough to easily separate them otherwise. Nevermind how dainty his hand probably feels in Tsuzuki's ~~on a normal day since Hisoka as a pretty little girl isn't all that big of a stretch~~.]

Do you know who?

Yes. [He tugs more insistently on Hisoka's hand, noticing how, well, girly it feels. Tsuzuki knows better than to ever mention that to Hisoka, though. He pushes himself forward into the fog, his ears moving forward on his head. If dog's have a sixth sense for trouble, Tsuzuki is experiencing a touch of it.] This isn't right. Everything is like that time.

Like what time? [He's too busy frowning at Tsuzuki's ears because costume pieces really shouldn't be doing that.]

[And they certainly shouldn't be able to make the fur stand on edge.] Do you think there's another bomb? There's too much mist, I can't tell. [He almost pulls himself free from Hisoka's grip in his urge to find the mist-person.] We have to hurry, Hisoka!

[Another wh--?! ...Oh, wait. Tsuzuki's that old. That's right.] Tsuzuki -- stop panicking so much -- it'll be fine. [Though he doesn't sound very fine. Damn these stupid clunky girl shoes, making it hard to run properly.]

[Voice] That dog is cute as hell

[Voice] not as cute as loli!Hisoka

[Action] Well that's true. It's a high standard to reach, though

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