That Five Star Hotel [open]

[Ninon Vulpes]

Ninon blinked and tilted her head to the side slightly as he claimed that he knew she had stolen them. How did he know though? That was what she wanted to find out. However, she believed that this would have to wait for a better time. Another time. One where she wasn't trying to figure something else out. Maybe if she found out what exactly he was, it would explain how he knew she had stole the lollipops.

Though, Red coaxed yet another smile out as he complimented her again. He thought she was a cute fox. How nice of him. This just led her to believe that Red really was a good guy. He couldn't be bad! There's just no way. He's too nice. This gullible little creature couldn't tell he was just holding a show. She couldn't tell that he had blood on his hands.

However, after he had so cleverly called himself a bloody butler, she could not shake the feeling that he was a bad person. Surely he wouldn't hurt her. If he wanted to hurt her, he would have done it by now, would he have not? That's how she viewed it. Of course, she probably only viewed it this way to shake the feeling. He had asked if something was wrong and she didn't want to offend him. Especially if he would hurt her. She didn't want to give him a reason to. Oh, stop thinking like that. You're going to scare yourself to death!

Ninon closed her golden eyes for a moment and then looked at the candy she held in her hand. She drew her lips back in a small snarl and held the lollipop out. "I think it's make me sick. My tummy doesn't feel too good." She wasn't lying. Completely, anyway. Her stomach was a little upset; though, it wasn't from the candy. She was just working herself up, trying to decipher if Red was bad or not. And every time she worked herself up, her stomach would hurt. She decided she would just drop the topic.

Her eyes began to search around for a small trash can so she could throw the lollipop away. She then decided it would be waste and began to rummage through her jacket pockets until she found the wrapper. Once again, Ninon wrapped the cherry lollipop up and stuffed it back in the pocket. After she had finished the small task, her eyes became trained upon Red again. What should she say? She didn't know. But she hated silence and right now she could feel an awkward one coming. She had to think of something. But then something sparked in her little random mind and she was suddenly curious to learn more about Red. So she fired off two questions: "Is your favorite color red? And may I hold Banni again? I won't break him." A bright smile returned to her lips as she looked at Red with her wide eyes. Her random mind had pushed her irrational fear to the back of her mind once more. However, it wouldn't stay there forever and she knew it.


Tags: Red, Open
Word Count: 520
Music: Circle by Flyleaf
Notes: Hehe, it's okay :3 There's no rush

[Redelentte Blackheart]

“Oh how I love the scent of Red.”

Oh that mind of hers is running again. How sweet to read them up and clarify things. She stole, he knows. By reading her mind from the past gestures and happenings that occurred awhile ago, he can. It was part of his power to begin with. But stealing ain't nice, he says. And that's a fact. Criminals steal because they do not want to pay the fee, or the thing was not that affordable by their money. But since this guy had an innocent outlook towards the young vixen, he knows that she just stole because she wanted to have the lollipop. Those sweets are irressistable to start with, and at the same time, who will ignore those scrumptious flavors?

Red was doubting on her thoughts but shrugged since he knows the common expression. he's a bad guy, he's a bloody hell person, well that's what the people are saying about him. there was truth behind those reactions but there were several falses. He kills for a living just to do his job as a good citizen around the place, and he dreams to be someone who is superior enough to be a priority. But back to the main thought, he can clearly read Nini's thoughts. Just to lessen the tense of the surroundings he whistles again happily. "Nini, if you think I'm creepy please do say so, don't hide it away from me because I can read through you." Just like he stated earlier, he can read clearly thoughts, even from far away or past times. It was a special gift, and that he cannot refrain from doing. Just right now he knows that Nini was confused and was forcing herself to think that he was a good guy. Not to intrude but, he clearly says his own opinion to ease the vixen's curiosity a bit. "I just said bloody because that is my tag line, no need to worry about that and think about me killing somebody, If I was, then I should have killed a young shifter like you, right?" He smiled gently,wanting to let the vixen feel relieved or relaxed.

But enough about that thing; he does not want anything else to come up, specially the conclusions itself. He gives a small worried look hearing that her stomache was grumbling or hurting, and he knows that it was him who caused it. "Oh Nini-chan, you better stop thinking for a moment and sit here the butler shack..." He placed his hands on her waist and lift her in another area before something else bad happens. "Here let me have the lollipop, you can throw it just near the bin..." he continued to smile.

After placing his hand on his chin, he answers on her two questions. Red nodded at the first. "Ah of course, Red is my name, why not like Red? And after all Redelentte means Red in a Lenten Season, though I admit it's one weird name, hehe.." True it was unique, just like his brother. But there was also an embarrassing reason behind that that he doesn't want anyone to know specifically. The second one was simple: she wanted to hold Banni, and then he gives it to the young vixen without hesitation. He had her trust, he gave her the trust. it's just like simple friends that is. A smile flashed on his face while he continues to hum. "Ah sure, you can, you won't break it anyway."

[/i][/color] *Nini,open*
MUSIC: *none*
MUSE: *semi-high*
WEARING: *same*
OTHER: *<3*
MOOD: *happy*[/ul]

☔Rainy Days and Mondays...♔❣

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[Ninon Vulpes]

She only stole the lollipops because she had no money to buy them with. If she did, she would have bought them. But she was hungry and they were just a couple of lollipops. It's not like it hurt anyone, she thought at the time. And the lollipops were one of her favorite candies. That and jelly beans. But she didn't see any jelly beans so she opted for the lollipops.

Ninon didn't want to think bad thoughts of him and she tried her best. She honestly wanted to think he was a good guy. And as he said that if she thought he was creepy, she should say something. However, she honestly didn't think he was creepy. Just what he said came off as creepy sometimes. "Silly, Red, I don't think you're creepy," she giggled slightly, smiling at him. She wasn't mocking him, she just found it funny that she would think he's creepy. It's just his words. He had not hurt her. And as he cleared up his meaning of bloody, she relaxed again. See? You were just working yourself up. You have nothing to worry about. If he was going to hurt you, he would have done it by now. He wasn't going to hurt her and now that the doubts that had once plagued her mind had been lifted, she smiled truly once again. Though, adding the killing part didn't really help anything. She felt relieved nonetheless. She just nodded as he finished explaining why he used the term bloody.

Her stomach was only a little upset after he moved her. She wondered if he thought she was going to throw up and that was why he moved her. She just shrugged. It didn't matter because she knew she wouldn't. And if she thought she did, she would have asked for the bathroom and hurried off. However, she knows she doesn't really do that when she's scared. At least, she's never been that scared to cause such a reaction from her. "No, I'll just keep the lollipop. No use in wasting such a treat, eh?" She smiled again and rubbed her stomach. It wasn't really upset anymore. And she found rubbing it helped everything.

She tilted her head to the side slightly as he told her about his name again. She didn't think it was all that weird. Once you got the hang of it anyways. "I like the name Redelentte. It's unique!" Another smile formed on her lips before she continued, "My name means grace. I think, anyway. I don't even know how I got it. I'm not that graceful."

She reached out for Banni as he handed the small bunny to her. She smiled wider and cradled the stuffed animal to her chest once more. With her free hand, she stroked it gently and touched the ears. "Thank you, Red," she looked at him as she thanked him for letting her hold Banni before firing off another couple of questions. "What's your favorite food? What about your favorite animal? And your favorite flower? I like roses." She wasn't even sure if he had a favorite flower. But if he did, she would like to know. She would ask him all the questions in the world if he would let her, she was so curious about people and what they thought. How they thought. But she would stick to favorites for now, her golden eyes sparkling as she waited for her answers.


Tags: Red, Open
Word Count: 573
Notes: Red is starting to remind me of Gin from Bleach xD

[Redelentte Blackheart]

“Oh how I love the scent of Red.”

Hm? Really? He looks at Nini again, with that curious applique in his face. He knows she was freaked with him, or was it because he's overusing his reading that he suddenly distracts the thought for a moment? Oh that can't be right, he will say. But instead after her relieved from the stomache pain, he smiles again. She even said that he was not that scary to begin with, and he was not creepy. People admits he is creepy but friendly, and he can sometimes be a pierro of a certain show. Not until he's not amused, or is terribly mad. He will be one horrible monster.

A blasper thought flashed him as he patted the vixen's head. He chuckles a tad bit while he answers in his sincerest and good manner. "Haha, well now I heard it from you, I am no more doubting."The butler says as he laced his hands again covered up in his blue sleeves, that Chinese mannerism running ahead of him. He was used to the matter every day even if the woman was flung too straight to look at him. He just wants the thrill for her to be amusing, and after all, Casa el Lera is a place where they first made their sincerest friendships together.

She did not gave the lollipop and instead she intends to keep it. Red gave a brow raise but sighed after. Will she get tummy aches more if she kept on eating those that she had open? But he respects the vixen's reason, and he does not want her to get mad at him. He nods while he whistles another tune. And what caught him another is that she says his name is beautiful and unique. Well unique, he likes the description. "Why thank you, and I doubt I like yours better.. Grace? Ninon eh? Well how can you say you do not have grace? The grace doesn't only count on how you move but also the grace in conversations and talking. I bet you have those." Yes, grace doesn't only count on the movements of one, but also the way it was presented. He could have no reasons more.

He gives another nod, after hearing a thank you. Then the girl continued asking while Banni was on her shoulders and arms. Favorite color, favorite flower? Those things that goes and starts with favorite that is! She entertains him by asking those. Without further ado, he will reply in a diligent manner. "Oh I love Tempura, hold the wasabe...it is too spicy. And my favorite animal is a Rabbit. It shows me a lot of pure something." Noticeable too since his doll was a rabbit and he likes the tempura. The typical Japanese delicacy that is famous around Tokyo.Roses are my favorite too, Nini. they're a symbol of love." He loves teh red color and the roses also shows it."And may I ask back the same two questions to you?"

[/i][/color] *Nini <3*
MUSIC: *none*
MUSE: *semi!~*
WEARING: *same*
OTHER: *xD really? I did not realized XD*
MOOD: *happy-ish*[/ul]

☔Rainy Days and Mondays...♔❣

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[Ninon Vulpes]

Grace in speech? She had never heard of such a thing and had never thought of it that way. Did she have graceful speech? Maybe if she tried, she did. She started to wonder about how she spoke. Her voice would randomly rise and fall as if she had no control over it. Which she didn't. She didn't even notice her voice did that until someone asked her why she talked like that. Great. Now with that thought pushed into her mind, she'd start to get paranoid about what Red thought of her voice. Once Ninon started to realize her own voice did that, it started to annoy her. She didn't want him to be pestered by her voice. Her eyes fell upon Red as she thought about it. Did he find her voice annoying? If he did would he have told her? She'd think so. So does that mean he doesn't find her voice annoying? She hoped he didn't. A frown darkened her features. Now she had to pay attention to her voice and try to keep it from randomly rising and falling.

The frown was soon replaced with her "perfect smile." The fake smile, in other words. This smile only made an appearance when her self-esteem faltered. She didn't want people to know she thought low of herself because they always offered pitiful compliments. She didn't like that. If she were to get a compliment, she wanted it to be real. Not one to make her cheer up or smile. With the smile still plastered on her face, she replied, "I never thought of it that way. Maybe I do. Hmm.." Her eyes floated up to the ceiling as she pondered over it once more. She wasn't entirely convinced that she was graceful in any way, shape, or form. But oh well. Her self-esteem went down one more notch.

Her eyes had returned to him as she pet Banni. She cradled the small rabbit like a baby, the fake smile replaced with a real one. She loved the feel of the stuffed rabbit against her arm. She continued to play with the ears, her eyes falling to the small rabbit every now and then. But as he spoke, they would always return to him. She usually had a hard time paying attention to people so she'd have to remind herself to look up and let him know that he had her attention. Well, he and the bunny had her attention. As he made a comment on the wasabe, her attention became focused fully on him. Had he said spicy? Yes. She loved to try spicy foods. She'd have to go to a restaurant when she had the money and get whatever he had just said. She didn't remember what it was already so she planned on asking him later. And of course his favorite animal would be a rabbit. He only had a stuffed one. She smiled and her eyes fell upon the bunny before returning to him. He liked roses like herself. But she liked the unique ones the most. She did favor crimson but also the blue ones and especially the ones with multiple colors like white and red or yellow and pink. "I like unique roses," she said this with a nod, "And my favorite food is jelly beans. If candy counts as food. Some don't count it. But I also really like cherries and raspberries. I'm a fruit girl. But my favorite animal is a tie between a cheetah and a fox. They both have a sleek build and I like that." Again, she nodded. Though, she also liked a cheetah because it was unlike all the other big felines. A cheetah had dog-like paws and their claws didn't retract like all the other kitties. And the females were loners - like she kind of was.

Her eyes shifted back down to Banni as her mind jumped to the rabbit. Her fingers stroked the animal once more before she asked a couple more questions. "What's your favorite book? And your favorite restaurant?" She mainly just wanted to know what the best restaurant in the city was. She was starting to get hungry again.


Tags: Red ♥
Word Count: 698
Music: BYOB - System of a Down
Notes: Well, I just realized it. Gin comes off as nice but creepy and his eyes are always closed like Red xD I find it cute ♥

[Redelentte Blackheart]

“Oh how I love the scent of Red.”

Red was sly happy with what he was doing for the night. Aside from finding a boring subject and clean while thinking of when Nello will visit sooner or later in Casa el Lera, he finds this vixen. She was cute, and she holds the interests. Not to mention she was the first person who broke Red's mind out of silence in slaying something, and portrayed himself as the good person in the motion. He likes the feeling even if he was a bit odd with himself, and of course, no one really thinks that he was quite nice. Nice in some aspects, but not that nice, as in innocent and really kind. Red was also kind of worried for the young fox. Did he told something to offend her? Or did he tell that she was not that graceful enough? Strange thus he complimented her, and Ninon actually meant grace, just like what she said. Then why is she conscious with her voice of rising and falling? It was not annoying but rather cute. Well if you compare her to vocals that are rather suspicious and peculiar in Red's dismay, he will simply be annoyed by the certain matter. It is really bad when a person cares for its speech since it does not give one freedom to talk, and the voice is limited. He wanted to tell Nini himself but because of the suspicions, he cannot. He does not want the vixen to be quite creepy with him again.

He looks at her with a pleasing applice. The red butler himself is not pleased when his customers were not, and then he kept on observing her. His eyes were still not open and he can sense it. Though he wanted to show Nini, he cannot. It might cause harm towards the young vixen herself. He moves on another topic where he leaves that as an answer. “ Hai hai (yes Yes)...” The person was more of a “typical to a yes” answer type, making him really one who is agreeing even if he does not know what another had been talking about. But it does not matter. Not that he was hearing things or so far, he simply gazes at the windows to see several people having another bunch of silly ruckus. Because he thinks that it was pure violence, he continues to close the curtains and untie them leaving it with the flaw of covering the scenery. My, my, why is everyday so normal?. He refers that as normal himself, being involved with one and used to the certain matter. He gave a small 'tsk' as he made his own graceful move back to the butler shack, just like a man who whistles naively on a street moreover saying “I did not see anything!”. Oh yes, he loves himself prudently.

He just continued nodding with his hands over his sleeves and kept. He was not shivering in the contrast and he looked back. “Oh really? Nice nice, but I prefer the Red Roses, than any other colors. If there was a blue one I will like it more but, sadly, there ain't one unless it's dead. I don't like dead roses, they looked dull, but good for potpourri!” Potpourri? Those are the wonderful scented things displayed in a certain place to make a good area ravishing rather than having the filth. Speaking of which he smiles and chuckles while he pulls the potpourri jar with his sleeves and began raising it like a child. It was a funny act, since he was a grown man. But that was just a tad moment. He returned the pot back to the shack and then leaned again. The next thing he heard is between the tigers and the foxes. Of course he loves them too, they are like cats. His favorites were quite similar to Ninon herself. “Oh those from the class of cats I see! Not bad choice after all, but t only goes bad when they hurt the bunnies, those adorable cute rabbits. I believe Banni does not like them too.” Sheer whispers he did while he gazed back at the stuffed animal as he sighs more, like having pressure inside. He is not tired but he is quite worn of thinking things. It does not stop him from talking to the young vixen to amuse himself and may think so, befriend the young fox. She kept on holding the rabbit and he was glad he liked it. Though earlier she placed that fake smile, he does know.

He placed his hand again picking a potpourri petal. “The greatest restaurant? Uh well, to be honest I consider Casa el Lera's Delinquentientte Cuisine er the best restaurant in the place, but that's for me only, okay? I did not say to others, I might start a fight though...” He loves his place so much that it gives him the urge to make further more reactions. He likes it truant and nice, as he reads that she was hungry. it was late night and the streets were howling more starting from the certain ruckus, and he ponders on not telling her its not safe outside. He gives a shook after delaying the answer of candies and jelly beans. They are tasty but not that healthy for a start. Meanders were flooding candies which he names as cavities. And to be frank, he's quite dramatic when it comes to tooth aches.” Oh dear, I advice you to not eat a ot of sweets, dearest. It is delicious but you might want to try stop tasting them a bit. Plus it's quite addictive, and your teeth will be filled with cavities. Eew, those tooth nuisance. I must admit I hate it when they give me tooth aches.. I will have to go to a terror doctor for that one...” See? that's why you must refrain the certain candy talk with Red. But he loves those despite the certain dilemma and the matter.

Candy was delicious but addictive. He noted that. Not to mention his brother was addicted to candy, and last thing he knew is that he ended up screwing his teeth to the doctor. He mingled and laughed with it as he got certain stabs of taxes on the back but it was not painful. It was their type of playtime to be frank, and he loves it. Toying with Sebastien and the certain feline movements of Red was just hilarious, unlike his brother who is more of a dog in the instant. He just could not help recalling that, as he pulled a random topic for the vixen.”Say may I ask you, dear? How do you define play in a sentence or two?”

[/i][/color] *Nini*
MUSIC: *none*
MUSE: *high*
WEARING: *same*
OTHER: *Oh I see xDD well ain't that cute then <3 -nod and agrees with you x3* I just love my Lau... -hugs Red/Lau-*
MOOD: *happy-ish!*[/ul]

☔Rainy Days and Mondays...♔❣

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[Ninon Vulpes]

How lucky for Ninon. Her first visit in a big city and she meets a nice new person. She wasn't really expecting to talk to someone let alone have a complete conversation with Red. She was glad he just held her interest. She usually had a problem keeping her attention focused on someone for more than two minutes let alone... How long have they been talking? She didn't know but it was quite a while. Her ears were perked up and her tail was swishing around behind her. She was happy as happy could be at the moment. And he didn't offend her, she offended herself. She did it quite often because of her low self-esteem, she thought she wasn't capable of doing anything and thought she was as low as low could get.

But once again, her mind easily jumped to another thing. Her golden eyes gazed up at his closed ones, daring them to open. She didn't say anything, however. She did not want to offend Red. She was just curious as to why he hid them. Maybe he didn't like their color. Or maybe he was one of the weird people that had two different colored eyes! This made Ninon giggle. How she would adore his eyes so if they were two different colors. She loved unique things and nothing was more unique then that!

She blinked and then giggled as he spoke to her in Japanese. She knew a little but only random words like yume (which she believed was dream) and tenshi (which someone told her was angel). Though, she wasn't sure if the person who told her those words were calling her a dream angel or saying "Stop day dreaming, angel" or something like that. She didn't really speak Japanese, just picked up on things she heard often. Like hai. She knew that meant yes or okay. Though, she forgot what he was agreeing to so she just smiled and cocked her head to the side the special way she did when she pretended to know something but truly didn't.

Her gaze followed his as he turned toward the window, her ears flattening against her head and her tail dropping. She didn't want anyone else to see her like she was and think she was a freak. She was lucky Red didn't think she was a freak. Though, he knew about shifters before. She wasn't sure the strangers outside knew about them, though. So she heaved a sigh of relief when he pulled the curtains over the window and her ears popped up again like a jack in the box. She hated flattening them against her head, it was so uncomfortable.

She nodded as he told her about the roses. She did not mention blue, had she? No, she just mentioned unique. Though, she decided not to question why he had mentioned blue and thought that maybe he had been thinking about it as well. Great minds did think alike, after all. And then he said something about a pot and completely lost her. She didn't know what pots had to do with roses but oh well. Maybe his mind was as random as hers. Another giggle escaped her as he pulled out the jar and acted like a child. She didn't know if this was how he normally acted or if she was rubbing off on him. She had never seen a grown man act like him before. It was quite amusing. So amusing that she hugged the stuffed bunny to her chest tightly but careful not to harm it in any way, shape, or form. She was smiling wide as he talked about the big kitties next. But when he sighed after speaking of Banni, she decided it was time to hand over the small stuffed bunny. He belonged with his owner. And so she stroked Banni's ears once more before holding him up to Red so he could take the rabbit.

And of course he thought the hotel's restaurant was the best in the city. Maybe she could eat here but she doubted it. Even if he was her new friend and she was his, he wouldn't let her dine and dash. Well. Dine and not pay then dash later when he grew tired of her or vise versa. She didn't really catch anything he said until the word fight popped up. She was thinking again and she had to blink to clear her mind. Did he just say he'd start a fight? Why would he start a fight? Was he talking about if someone didn't pay? She had to think a moment, trying to recall what he said while her mind wandered. The restaurant was for him only? Was he the only one allowed to eat there? Okay, looks like she wasn't going to be able to eat there, after all. Oh well. She could always eat somewhere else.

However, before she could ask about the whole fight thing, he was onto the sweets. Candy was addictive but she was always careful. She had never had one cavity in her life and she eats sweets almost everyday. And as he mentioned a terror doctor, she couldn't help but giggle again. "Mr. Red makes me giggle a lot! He's so adorable sometimes!" She giggled again after she said this and gave him her cute smile. He was amusing to watch and listen to. She loved it. How could she think such a man could cause her harm? She felt stupid for thinking he was dangerous now. But the past thought was far from her mind.

And then there he went, changing the subject again. What did she think play meant? Well, was he talking about games? Playing? Or playing? She blushed softly when her thoughts started to drift toward bad thoughts. She normally didn't think of such things though sugar could do that to her. Certainly, he didn't mean that. He seemed innocent enough to not mean that anyway. Though, he was a man. And some men could be pigs. But certainly not Mr. Red. So how did she define the word play? She had to think a moment before she replied: "Well, usually when I think of the word play, I think of games. Like hide and seek or tag. I like to play hide and seek. I'm great at hiding." She smiled, proud of her hiding capability. Because she was so small, she could easily hide in small places. And she normally used this to her advantage.


Tags:Red
Word Count: 1081
Notes: xD I love your Red, too.. He's amusing :3

[Redelentte Blackheart]

“Oh how I love the scent of Red.”

Red was also happy that he had Ninon. Well even if it was just night, at least the vixen really entertained him. And he liked the fact that she was a shifter, not a boring human to “play” with. He cast another smile as he can linger her thoughts. It was too many but he can actually handle it. It was his personal pleasures to read someone else's even if it was kind of rude. The small gold pipe that was given to him by his lady is one that he doesn't often show to children. Not that he was selfish with it, but he might be a bad influence towards the child or someone younger than him. Not to mention his tattoos can be seen when his sleeves are raised up, so that's why he kept them hidden. He notes those as his bad influence, because every child he meets copies him, and then the blame wages over. Another boring compliment, he says. But back to the Casa el Lera guarding court or which is commonly called as Butler Shack, he gladly customizes the things so he can make it neat and clean. Not of annoyance but of something else. He was not a perfectionist, but he wanted things to be decent in the eyes. Thats what butlers do in the beginning, and hopefully, also in the end, he denotes.

He did nodded, and he knows that the young vixen was giggling because of his way. He speaks Japanese often, he is an Italian, and he dresses as a Chinese. Wow, not to mention a lot of ethinicy on his sleeves! To be frank Red loves himself being odd and different. He can even speak in languages he desires, but only the basics, making somebody laugh or lose track of him. But sometimes he just uses that to wage people's defenses down and attack from the inside. One of his deadly assassinating techniques, even the lightest ones mattered. But facing Ninon, he will not do that. He is sure that she is not harmful, unless if “she” sees her and despised her, he might. Unfortunately the brunette was not here so he does not care, and he only takes Ninon as a friend, not an enemy. He likes her, and he can tell it a hundred times on his mind. How odd and peculiar that he was thinking of others now aside from his brother, Sebastien. But his more used language is English, making him a multiple person user, but that does not matter much, no?

And lucky Red did closed the window. It will be too late if she was seeing the ruckus outside. If she was not there, Red would have swooped them down to the ground like something he often catches on a net. He hated ruckus the best and he cannot comprehend more with the surroundings keeping him off with his work. Reasoning them mostly ; “Hey bitches, find something else to be amused of aside from chasing rats, or do you want to play tag with me, Redelentte?”, but he only tells that when he is on the mood on picking a fight just to remain silent. Even if Red was born with courtesy he can talk foul when intrigued or terribly annoyed. He is a yes person who can nod to conversations and then knows what happens next after by reading. It was so simple, he could say.

”My My, I apologize myself I act like a child, hmm...” He began bowing himself like a Chinese person. And she was giggling. He knew that she was giggling because she thinks that he was quite funny with his actions. Others compliment him as a young child that had that tall height and immature mind, but he does not care. As long as he does not annoy the people he is talking with, it is not quite necessary. He liked himself, and he loves himself, though sometimes he can only show his fake self towards others. He will frown when that happens. And one thing he cannot refrain of thinking is Ninon trying to tell him to open his eyes. He would love to but he cannot. His eyes are too dangerous and odd mostly amongst the demonblood clans he is with. He cannot show it to her unless if he finds a way that he cannot hurt her. Or wait, he did tried to open his left eye in front of Nello and nothing happened. She was the first woman who adored his eyes, and that gave him hope and respect towards her at the beginning. He respects that duty and responsibility, therefore he accepted the offer from her being the butler. He was thinking that opening at least an eye will not hurt Ninon, or if he did, he will blame himself for everything.

Yep, he acknowledges the restaurant he has inside the hotel the most. He notes that it was made of love, but he did not meant that it was selfishly for him only. He actually meant his opinions are for himself, because he does not want to start a fight and it will be quite a fraud and a ruckus if he began talking with his confidence. What's worse if he is not on the mood to do so, or else he will lose his kindness and turn them into live stake “meals”, he calls. Not actually a meal, but more than a prey that will run from the predator, and the one he's referring as predator was himself. He likes chasing the people while they run because of him in a game, one that he learns from his elder brother and his passed parents which are not available for him anymore. He looks at Ninon hearing that hungry stomach and offered her something with a whisper. “Uh do you want to eat on the restaurant here? I can keep it free since it's night, all you can eat, you know, dear... I can hear your hungry stomach growling a bit.” He smiles a bit when he will lean back on his shack and gaze continuously at the window, wondering why it became quiet of a sudden. Oh dear, did he lost?

He blinks another seeing Banni being given to him and caught the Rabbit. he smiles again, but then paused another. Wait, adorable? Did she just said adorable!? His face turned a little red for the matter, but because he was blushing. He cannot think of anyone calling him adorable, except for one woman who thinks he was, that is. And he shuffles a bit in her hair, while he chuckles, joining the young vixen. He patted her, like a young kid. “Gee, you think so? Haha, well thank you!” He kept on smiling his eyes still closed still thinking if she should show her. He also reads now that she trusts her and why not? He is being true with his personal moment with her, and he was glad she was the same. The same intrigued, the same cheerful and the same thing that she thinks of him as a funny person, and adorable, again.

And play, he recalls he asked a question awhile ago for Ninon. Oh play is something she says as tag and games huh? Not really bad. Usually the people he asks thinks that the games and the kind are different. they define play as one piggish thing done in a bedroom as he knows what he was talking about. To be frank it sickens him, not wanting to see one lively and being forced, unless if he had to flirt with a woman to assassinate it. It was job, he notes, nothing else. Love is different as far as he notes about. He does not like people answering him like his answers, he does not want any copycats around. That's what he calls them after all. While he nods and gets interested with asking her and the personal answer, he leans back again at Ninon. “Good. I thought you'll think of bed when I said that.. honestly I hate people talking about bed and the piggish things there, ugh...” He added, and then proceed with the statements he had in mind. “And I know you're quite curious with my eyes, right? Because of being so kind with me, I will show you my left one..” Slowly he does after taking Banni on his shoulder and the golden pipe he had been hiding on his sleeves. It was not yet lit, but he did puffed more smoke after applying small fire with it. Several smokes were seen as he looked back at Ninon. But this time his left eye open, while the other was still closed. His left eye was of color black, like hell, and he thinks that she deserves seeing it as something that he likes when trusting people. “Now it's a reason why i hate showing my eye... I am dark as hell, they say.” As he minced after being serious, he puffed smoke a bit and then closed his left eye back. “And then I rip the wings off those butterflies who calls me that...”

[/i][/color] *Nini*
MUSIC: *none*
MUSE: *high!*
WEARING: *same*
OTHER: *<3 lol thank you, but yours is cute! You made my muse up! xDD Lol now you did it, I made a post worth 2500+ words xDD sorry ;_;*
MOOD: *hyper! xD*[/ul]

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[Ninon Vulpes]

Ninon wasn't a child. She was actually a teenager. She was just, what she liked to call herself, vertically challenged. Really short, in other words. Or Fun Sized. She also enjoyed that term. Fun Sized like a little piece of candy. Though, little pieces of candy were never fun sized. She preferred the king sized candies. Though, they always gave her a tummy ache. Especially if they were chocolate and caramel. And she would usually go into a Sugar Rush that caused a major Sugar Coma. Though, she hardly ever ate king sized candies.

Though, she had to admit, Mr. Red was not normal. Though, she was glad he wasn't. The little fox seemed to be attracted to the unnatural. His quirks and Japanese speaking interested the curious little being and made her that much more interested in him. Though, she couldn't speak Japanese, she knew some french. Enough to get her by. In fact, she called herself Le Renard Noir, which was french for the The Black Fox. Though, unlike her carnivorous animal, Ninon was actually quite harmless unless provoked. She did carry a hunters knife with her everywhere she went. It was usually in a sheath at her side or hidden in a sheath at her calf. She only used it if needed, which she usually didn't. Her sudden change in demeanor and aura to reflect her timidness into others was enough to get out of any trouble. If needed, Ninon could suddenly turn from cute and cuddly to aggressive and threatening in a matter of stance changes and mood swings. Though, it was usually all show and no go. She had never really needed to fight but a couple of times. And even then, she barely made it out.

A sudden image flashed into her mind and it scared her. It was too sudden to make it out clearly. But whatever it was, it gave her a bad feeling. She needed to stop thinking about her aggressive side because, to be frank, if she didn't like someone, she was unnaturally violent. And she didn't like to be like that - she just couldn't help it. So, with that final thought, her mind took another leap.

He had apologized for acting like a child. Why? She was sure she acted like a child more often than he did. Though, she smiled as he bowed. It was so unlike anything she's seen. No one has bowed to her. It made her giggle a little as she inquired, "Why do you bow like that?". It was her first time in Japan and she hadn't been to China so she didn't know much about the culture.

Ninon made a little noise as she twisted her torso around. She had placed her hands on the either side of her rotated her torso around. Small pops could be heard and then a soft sigh followed by a giggle. She liked to pop her back for two reasons. It felt good. And it freaked some of her friends out because it sounded as if her bones were snapping. It was like when she freaked out when people cracked their necks. She sat normally again, clapping her hands without reason before clasping her hands together and placing them in her lap. She smiled wide at Red. Everything she showed was herself. Except when she was afraid and hiding it. Which, she was afraid of a lot. Adults, most men, people bigger than her, strangers in general, silence. And many many other things scared the little fox. She often joked about being a scaredy cat instead of a fox.

A small blush formed on Ninon's cheeks as her stomach growled audibly like an angry monster. Well maybe not an angry monster. But a hungry one. Another pang of hunger twinged inside her and the phrase she often said when she was hungry popped into her mind. My stomach is attacking my intestines. She giggled a little at the thought. And it served as a small distraction. And to Ninon, a small distraction was also a big one. It never took much to distract the fox. Usually something small and shiny did the trick. Or something soft. Speaking of soft. Her eyes drifted to Banni and a smile grew on her face yet again. She didn't need to touch to be happy. Happy. Happy and hungry. Ninon was always happy and hungry. But she didn't mind. Her happiness usually distracted her from the hunger. But now that it was back on her mind since Red had suggested letting her eat at the restaurant. She didn't want to be a burden or get him in trouble. She could always wait to eat. "I don't need food right now. And I don't want to get you into trouble, Mr. Red. I can wait, honest." She had to wrap her arms around her stomach to silence the small protest her stomach tried to throw out.

She fell silent for a moment as she realized his attention was turned toward the window. One of her black fox ears twitched and she blinked, slowly turning her attention to the window. She didn't know what was so captivating about it. But whatever it was, it seemed to hold his interest. She just shrugged a little as her golden eyes returned to him.

Her smile was wide once again and she flattened her ears a little as he patted her head. Though, it wasn't from annoyance or anything bad. It was just so he didn't have to be careful or worry about squishing them. Of course she thought he was adorable or else she wouldn't have said it. Though, he wasn't only adorable. He was funny and interesting and, dare she say it? No. Not yet. She just giggled softly and replied, "Of course I think so!" She giggled a little more before her soft laughter died down.

The topic of playing and games had entered their conversation and Ninon found herself a little restless. She was a little hyper from the sugar that entered her system because of the lollipop and Casa el Lera looked like a rather large hotel. Which meant a lot of hiding places to try out. Though, she knew better than to ask to play hide and seek in a place he was supposed to be working. So she kept this little idea to herself. Though, she often pictured herself exploring the hotel in search of a hiding spot, constantly looking over her shoulder for Mr. Red. Being paranoid gave her a certain rush that she loved. Well, she loved it in games. Because it always kept her on her toes and she was always careful. There were many sides of Ninon, she realized. There was the happy, cute, cheerful side. The angry, aggressive, violent side. And the paranoid, careful side. How many other sides could she possibly have? She just shrugged a little, not really caring. All of them were her as far as she was concerned.

He thought she would think of the bed playing? Why would he think such a thing as that about her? Her ears flattened a little. Did she come off as that? She didn't think so. Oh well. Maybe a lot of people have just talked about it around him. She simply shrugged it off.

Then he mentioned his eyes. Her ears perked up once again and a smile spread across her lips. She wanted to see his eyes so badly. "I am curious," she said softly, becoming a little calm despite how excited she was to finally see his eyes. Well, one of his eyes. She watched him take the pipe out and wondered where it had come from. And the smoke made her sneeze a little, her hypersensitive nose reacting weirdly to it because she wasn't used to it. But she was fine. And when he looked at her and she saw his eye, her demeanor changed completely. She was no longer hyper or smiling. Her legs had stopped moving - she had stopped moving completely except for the gentle rise and fall of her shoulders and chest as she breathed quietly. Her golden eyes were gazing into his eye - his pitch black eye. She seemed to be in a small trance by it and a little line from one of her poems popped into her mind and she whispered it softly: "Sounds of withered willows weep to an opaque moon." Opaque moon.[/i] That was what his eye reminded her of. An opaque moon. There was no sign of fear in her eyes. No sign of disgust. In fact, her eyes seemed to be void of any emotion at all. A moment had passed since she heard the last thing he said. Ripping wings from butterflies. It looked as if Ninon had another side to her. The calm side. She was hardly ever like this. Only when she was reading poetry. Her eyes slowly closed and she shook her head a little. What seemed like a few seconds to her was actually a complete minute of spacing out. She repeated the line to her poem before opening her eyes. "Sounds of withered willows weep to an opaque moon. Your eye. It's... Glorious. Such a beautiful ebony." Black was Ninon's favorite color. Well, technically black wasn't a color. But it was to her. She didn't really seemed bothered that much by what he said. Ripping wings from butterflies. But that was mainly because her mind was in "poetry mode" and her poems tend to tilt toward the dark side. They usually scared her if she her mind wasn't suited for them at the moment. It took a trigger of some sort. His eye - his ebony eye - sparked her muse. Pulled the trigger.


Tags: Mr. Red
Word Count: 1500+
Notes: v.v I couldn't match yours D: Sorry.. And I think Ninon suffers from multiple personality disorder o.O;;

[Redelentte Blackheart]

“Oh how I love the scent of Red.”

Ah that soft displeasure. She was just adorable but never a child, he knows. The reading of intellects and the phrases on her mind tells him so, and he respects that. Again with his pipe still swung of gold reed again while blowing a little smoke, the black eye he shows had slid small. He never wanted anyone wanting to give him a certain damn about it, and it is quite nuisance to begin with. Her amusement lies between his and he was quite the ceasure to begin with. Being the tall one amongst the two, he knows more of her, and being the tad grown up in the present quarter, he can see them go. Others were bothering her intellect thinking and sometimes he was quite confused with his reading, The people shift in order to not be read, but no, he thinks better than nothing. After all the bloody red thing that he was, he cannot provoke himself any longer than that.

And considering that the demon blood was quite close with the other, but never the humans. For Red humans are weak and succumb, only those he knew were quite the diligent looking things, and all. They were all the same in his eyes, no more than that they were like sticks that stem together. He was not discriminating but that is what he thought from the very beginning. He never considered humans existing in the world except for the Magi whom he is very interested with. He just tends to feel different. But yet he acts like the regular, the short naivity and the clad sheering of insanity, that is what he was. He liked ripping wings off the butterflies. Those flightless butterflies were similar to sheets of paper that weren't of farther usage for him. How odd. As much as possible he will likely tell but not in front of the vixen. Ah he will not forgive himself on bringing bad influence towards her, he knows.

"My I always bow like this, it seems casual enough." The smiling red butler says while his sleeves were still covered. If raised a large blue dragon tattoo can be seen. And he was not humiliated with it, but he was just feeling uneasy knowing that he was the one who drew it. Who knows he hated to be laughed, and the vixen was quite adhesive enough. Not that he means that she was worth nothing, but he means that she was just too jolly. He likes it, in a deprived manner and of acceptance. It was a pretty asset and a cute one to begin with. He likes it better if she had a tad violence in her heart, but seeing on to her many sides, she has. He does get curious of her when she will show it, and that;s what he wanted to find out, Unfortunately it was night and the moon howls out of nothing, not a pretty good sight to begin with."Why? Do foxes have another way of bowing? Well then please teach me how you do so I can relate."

That was his personal despise. He likes pleasing people all over again and making them useful. Not the type of useful that he will benefit from them but the type of person that they were quite talking of; he develops intellect personality and is a good influence towards others. Maybe it was just his ego that started and became a little different. No wonder, how much and how do they care? it was his liking, no more. But he can hear another, providing that someone is hungry but declines it. Red fested his sighs as he asks another again out of curiosity. "You sure you're not hungry? I can always cook for free to someone who amused me lately..." Yep he was the chef of the cuisine. And for sure anyone gets trouble on Red when they did not eat in an adequate way. After all, Casa el Lera is a five star hotel, and not an ordinary place.

He noticed that the vixen was curious of the window. What else is happening outside and why it was noisy. He did covered it with no complete delay, he does not want her to see that violent thing. It might reach her to the extent. He knows, he knows. He practically knows how shifters work per half per full or even the cursed ones. He already met the werewolf to begin with and that was the pure evidence with the clear sheep. More likely he wanted to take those boys and jerks down, but the silence just coveted the surroundings. What a cute relief. Now things were boring.

"God you're so weird, I will be rather called as scary fig." He laughs a bit as he wanted to pat her head, but thinking that his hand was quite heavy it might squish her. Now enough with that pethic aisle and the movement. She was the vixen who first thought of him as cute, and adorable. Well he did told her a compliment but he did not expect something in return. The luther says or was it the poetic approach? He admits that he was confused with her varieties of thoughts, having the different sides at the very moment. But it was still interesting, more over and more so. She was still Ninon, the black fox in French. And what's good is the young fox thought of playing a different manner. What a cute relief again he might say. Aside from that question he wanted to ask more, and so.

The look on his face was quite amusing, and the fox also made him amused. He never had shown his eye for certain reasons, and he was frank about it. The real truth hidden in his eyes was quite deadly and of reassurance. The red haired brunette can withstand his effect no matter what for being the Seelie Queen herself and then he shows it to Ninon. At first he thought that the vixen will despise him for having that eye, oh that shallow colored eye and the dark depth that one can imagine. Hearing her poetic words and the count, he suddenly flushed on to something. Was it elegant enough to his liking? And that words, he kept on recalling that he heard that somewhere. But why cannot he recognize it? "You're the third one who had seen my ebony eye, and did not got hurt of it. Perhaps... this eye sees something on you, so the effect did not count...It's maybe because you were intriguing and you were that curious. If you haven't been true on that you might have died..." He added. He also puffed more of the smoke from his pipe but quite away from the vixen since he knew that her nose was sensitive. Another deep thought lashed on his mind while he still recalls several.

"Rip the wings of those butterflies who never understood me, it's one of the words Arachne said, and that's what I really believe on... as not doubt.." He says again.

[/i][/color] *cutie Nini :3*
MUSIC: *none*
MUSE: *high!*
WEARING: *same*
OTHER: *Ackkk you beat me this time, darn the time limit ;_;, but no matter how I look at it your post seemed to be longer than mines... :3*
MOOD: *hypah! xD I mean hyper =3=*[/ul]

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[Ninon Vulpes]

Ninon hated when people called her child. Not so much when she was compared to one. She knew she acted like one but that was just her most of the time. But she was also like an animal. Poke it too much and it'll bite. And she would. Literally. She's been known to bite in the few fights she's been in. But now that she had seen his eyes, she knew what exactly he was. A demon blood. So this was the smell of a demon blood? At least she knew now. She still wasn't afraid of him. He had told her that if he wanted to hurt her, he would have already and she believed him. Even if it was just a little. It did make since after all. But if worse came to worse, she could always hide. She knew that was her only thing though. She just hoped he was bad at hide and seek.

Her ears were perked up but more relaxed and her tail had stopped moving though the tip did twitch every now and then. And the only view Ninon had on humans were that they were fake. Or at least smelled it. That was as deep as her thoughts went with the humans. Though, she really shouldn't be calling them fake. She had tried to fit in with them today. She had hidden her animal parts as if she was ashamed of them. She had acted like them. Did this make her a hypocrite? She hoped not though she usually did contradict herself.

It wasn't exactly hard to start her up on throwing out threats. All it took was a certain tone of voice or a rude comment. Anything that really annoyed her. But that was all she pretty much was. She wasn't exactly one to act first - just speak. But her threats were usually those of the impossible like Don't make me stab you with an eraser. Though, with enough force, that could actually work. She didn't exactly like to be mean or throw out random threats. Mostly because she knew she wasn't that strong and she often found herself barking up the wrong tree. However, she was fast and agile. And with her hunter's knife, she was usually able to land some kind of hit on whoever wanted to fight her.

She blinked as he asked if foxes had another way of bowing. Not normally though animals did bow differently than humans. She couldn't show him though because it would look weird for a person to do it. She had to be in her fox form to do it and she couldn't transform into it because she was stuck like this. "Well, I don't know. No one has bowed to me before. But animals bow differently than people. They bow their head and extend a paw forward. Well, I think anyway." She wasn't entirely sure. She never really was entirely sure with anything anymore.

Ninon didn't like pleasing people as much as making them smile or laugh. She didn't like it when people were mopey. Especially if she was cheery and happy. Though, as he insisted on cooking, her stomach started to growl again. She just patted it as she contemplated. Free food and make someone cook? Or just deal with it? She really didn't want him to go to the trouble so she just smiled and said, "I'm fine, honest." Ninon wasn't exactly the neatest eater in the world either. She tended to make a mess depending on what she was eating. She didn't want to make a mess in front of Red. Especially since he seemed to take pride in the neatness of the hotel. To her, anyway.

She just giggled a little as he called her weird. Of course she was weird. But to her, weird was cool. She liked to be weird. It meant she was an individual and that she didn't follow the crowd. She just smiled and said softly, "I know."

Though, after seeing his eye, she didn't just find him cute or adorable. He was unique. Intimidating. And a lot of other things that Ninon couldn't name yet. But it was all good. He might even be a muse in the making. Well, his eye anyway. The pure blackness seemed to one that could make even some of the bravest of men quiver. But, Ninon was also easily scared. However, his eye didn't scare her. Not yet anyway. She was still in the little poetic funk she rarely fell into. She suddenly wished she had brought her sketch book. She normally always carried it with her but she didn't think she would have needed it. Mr. Red just made it to her secret list of stalk and draw. She wanted to sketch that little smile of his and his eye. But she doubted she would ever have the chance since he hardly ever opens his eyes.

Her eyes were soft as she gazed at him and his eye. She made sure not to stare. When people stared, she usually felt uncomfortable and she didn't want him to feel that way. She smiled softly as he said she was the third to see his eye. She didn't care if she wasn't the first nor if she was the last. The only thing she cared about was that she got her wish and got to see his eye. And when he said that she could have died, a phrase popped into her mind that made her laugh. On the inside. Curiosity killed the cat. Or, in this case, it would have killed the fox. She didn't laugh out loud, she was in too much of a calm state at the moment. She didn't know how long this state would last, either. Maybe as long as he allowed her to view the sable eye. The ebony darkness.

She just nodded as he explained the ripping the wings off of butterflies. It made a little since. If someone didn't understand him, that was their problem. Though, Ninon herself hardly understood him. Though, she didn't really understand much outside her mind. And not many understood her mind. She thought it was a fair trade. "I see said the blind man," was all she said to that. She didn't know who Arachne was nor what he or she's significance was at the moment. She was just glad she got to see his beautiful ebony eye. Without dying.


Tags: Mr. Red ♥
Word Count: 1072
Music: Grands Boulevard by Yves Montand
Notes: x3 That's because I think my words are bigger than yours so they take up more space

[Redelentte Blackheart]

“Oh how I love the scent of Red.”

Because seriously, Ninon is a different kind of vixen. Unlike any other shifters that Red had encountered and gave the fights on to she was tad unique and small. Young for the correct term. He would not likely call her a child since she will bite, as much as he can think while reading off through her several memories and the stuff. He can tell that she is annoyed every time she is called on, her several actions were also different but cute in his opinion. Ninon is very nice, he can tell, though he also can tell that she had been on fights before. Small ones. He was glad that she was not involved in big ruckus just like what he was certainly on to: and it was his hobby if he was bored. if not on a ruckus, then start one in disguise. red had been naughty when his mistress is not around, for sure.

Humans, what about them? Red was still puffing smoke from the golden pipe that he took from his sleeves leaning on the butler shack (he can't fall since he's quite light) and proceeded with the silence. A small sigh he can hear from the people who were sleeping or, small snores that were disturbing. But he cannot blame such customers, they just like it when they sleep on the comfty beds of the Hotel. So far so good and intimidatingly better than anything. But he was interested more over in protecting something with him rather going to the other part where he was assigned to. Someday he will go to Castle Blanc and talk to her personally or at least cook for her lively there when she had the time. After all that was one of her likings to begin with. A small smirk he casts about when he recalls the delicate voice. It has been time at least that he did not see her. Perhaps everyone was just very busy.

There was something really off about Ninon, he can say. She is small and that makes her really advantageous in ram fights, some fights that have heavy enemies. Because of her small kind she can hide and pop in anywhere without further notice. It was sheer competition in the terms. He liked it, the way she expresses herself as the cunning fox. But wait, if he overdoes these thoughts he might be curious of the ears too much and try to do something on her. But no, being the nice kind of person he will never ever do that to the vixen, practically because she is not suspicious and of rare kind. He notes her as similar things that have similar differences and no other sort of kind. They were more classified as oddity but who cares. At least Red is not human, and he is thankful of that no matter what.

Well explaining thoroughly as he hears Ninon tell the certain ways on how foxes and the kind bows, he nodded. he was smiling like he was doing what she was saying. Bow a bit, lift a paw. wait, a paw? Red give a troubled look as he scratched his head for a matter. Demon blood doesn't have paws, or at least they do, but it will be pretty scary. And really really odd. he just shooked a bit and gave a small mutter to the vixen.”My, I do not have a paw, what shall I do...?” he chuckles taking her seriously. It was just unique, and at least, he learns something from another person in the line. It was delicate and nice, rather than the boring bow that English men do or Italian. he prefers Chinese bows with sleeves but somewhat goes over all bored with it too. Now he gives another try with this unique bow that he asked, without the paw, alright? “Haha, I guess i don't have a paw but I have a hand! I think it will be a good substitute then.” No kidding. No matter what you try to throw on him he is serious with it. No joke further. Others will think of it as stupid, on why will he try to imitate animal bowing. Hell who cares?, he will always reason out making them shut.

Sure.She definitely looks fine. oh great. he can see that she is not, even if his brow was raised he know that she will keep on shooking. And adding the word honest? Oh yeah, well that figures. He just shrugged back, not to mention he will care less for it. he was offering a treat to eat, well it was his cooking anyway, and since she says no, she is fine, well, okay? he continued to puff a bit of smoke, seemingly enjoying that cold feeling that he can blow off from the reed itself. “Oh okay sure, you're not. Well then.” He had heard of this several lines before. Now what was it? Oh yes, it was the same lines that Sebastien told him when he plans to cook on something, rather poison him to think of an answer. Those brothers were really the big issue, and the start. They were like killers anyway, but still they are blood brothers, and both demons of the same blood.

It was not suspicious and delicate but he sure was cool. Just like what he had said awhile ago, his ebony eye is the worst. And it had killed a lot of people. Come to think of it what happens when he uses both of his eyes together? It will be a complete disaster to think of. It was mainly one of his dreaded encounters in life or perhaps a meander. When they were children the mother usually hides the offspring. But the question is; did they really have caring parents? Well for Redelentte and Sebastien, they were strays in the streets and they knew how to fight through danger. It keeps them alive. Only those who were true and brave enough can last with the poison. If he released his other eye it will be terrible massacre, but being a good person himself he hides as an ordinary butler who wanted to serve customers very much and in his liking. It is wonderful.

When he faced Ninon as he heard, he just nodded and smiled. “Nice, I thought you will think of me as different but no, I like it... You're really unique, and as I have said, weird... But who cares?” A bright chuckle he casted out to see if she can still cope up. But being bored he reached the jar of cookies and realized that there was still something on it. Putting the pipe he had been smoking aside for awhile, he opens the jar and reaches it to Ninon. he would likely share the treat to the vixen. “No need to be tensed on what I said, because those were my thoughts. By the way, cookie?”

[/i][/color] *Cutie Nini <3*
MUSIC: *none*
MUSE: *high*
WEARING: *same*
OTHER: *xD well okay, as long as we both post ^w^*
MOOD: *tired(?)*[/ul]

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[Ninon Vulpes]

Ninon was relieved that she did not annoy Red. Many others that she had spoken to often said that her constant upbeat attitude and smiley personality can get annoying and tiring. Too much of one thing can often be bad, they had said. And those kinds of comments often effected Ninon more than people intended them to. She may not show it but this smiley little fox actually has quite a depressing self-esteem and self-image. She doesn't really think she's good at a lot and often underestimates herself. Especially when it came to things that she can and cannot do.

She blinked as he puffed on his pipe. Smoking, to her, was a rather filthy habit and she would never do it herself. "You know, smoking is a bad habit," she said quietly. She didn't want to come off as rude or anything. She just liked to put her two cents into situations even though hardly anyone cared. Her eyes looked up at him and she hoped that he knew she didn't want to be rude. She just cared about his health. And hers as well. She was inhaling the smoke that he puffed out but it didn't really bother her all too much. Well, that wasn't completely true. The smoke irritated her senses and every now and then she would feel like she had to sneeze or hold back a small cough. Though, she never minded it. She was used to putting others before herself.

Ninon was upset and happy that she was small. Mostly upset because people often confused her for a small child. But happy because she could hide. It was her little ace in the hole. She could also easily dive under small things and put herself in places where no one else could reach her. It had been quite helpful one time when she was being bullied by someone bigger than her. She had managed to dive between their legs and hide in a small crack that was in a rock. The other person couldn't reach her and couldn't break the walk. Though, it was quite irritating that she had to wait for the person to grow bored and leave. Ninon wasn't know for her "excellent" patience. And her height was also a great advantage when she stalked people to draw them. Hiding was like an art to her. And to master it you must know where someone won't usually look. Where someone might assume no one could get into. Which were the places Ninon was excellent at getting into. Hardly anything was too small for this little fox.

She giggled softly as Red claimed that he hadn't had a paw. Did she accidentally say paw? She didn't mean to. "Oopsie, I meant your hand!" She smiled and held up her hand, waving it to show him what she meant. She didn't have a paw, either, though she did refer to hands as paw sometimes. She needed to be careful about how she spoke sometimes. She then clapped as he bowed like she had explained. He didn't have to but it was simply splendid that he was willing to please her and amuse her like that.

She didn't know his sable eye was the worse of his eyes. If she had, she surly would have worried like she did about most things. She was quite the worry wart and often over thought things. Her mind seemed to love to create the worse possible scenario and hang it over her head like a horrible horror movie. And if he had told her that he had killed many people, she would have left immediately. And she didn't want to leave. She had met a great, funny guy and she wanted to continue to talk to him.

She started to wonder why he had only shown her his left eye. Could he close his left eye and show her his right? She wondered of they were different colors. And if they were, she would just adore that to absolutely no end! It would be the most unique thing he had every seen. She could see her reaction if his eyes were different colors. She just might hug him. This made her giggle a little. She wondered how Red would react to that. Now she wanted to hug him just to see his reaction. She was quite curious.

She gazed at him in wonder and curiosity. Maybe she should hug him. She really wanted to know how he'd react. Some people let her hug them while others just pushed her away. She thought Red would let her hug him but she wasn't entirely sure.

She snapped out of her thoughts as he offered her a cookie. "Oh! Cookie! Thank you~" she reached into the jar and grabbed a cookie then started to nibble on it like a chipmunk would, her eyes closed in delight. She loved cookies. They made her heart smile.


Tags: Red-Red
Word Count: 816
Music: A bunch of songs by the band Kyo
Notes: Yeah :3

[Redelentte Blackheart]

“Oh how I love the scent of Red.”

Well Red was not annoyed of her. She is cute, how many times will she have to repeat that word all over again? But not to mention she was right in some matters. So what if she is that childish and small? It was that things that made Red amusing. Well for him that is; if he met a sexy shifter who wanted to do nothing but succumb on him he will prefer it deader and deader in the look. His killer eye will give it doom. If Ninon was thoroughly useless in his eyes he must have dispatched him right now instead of talking. For Red everything does have a value, even those they call as useless has. It is just like money; you are expensive and rare, priceless if you are really a bundle of fun and excite inside, but you'll be some trash there who is cheap if you're the most boring thing ever to exist in his life. Perhaps it was coincidence that lead him to meet Ninon, which he even called as Nini, such the cute and simple nickname.

He suddenly stopped smoking when he recognized her. And thoroughly heard her small talk. "Oh my, I apologize... I just like smoking so much since it wears my worries away, well that's what my brother says..." True that is, Sebastien was not a good example of a brother indeed, but Red respects and listens to him, so now what? He acknowledges him even if they were thought as stray killers in the aisle of a city. Robbers or even the worse, they are still brothers with the same blood. But knowing that Ninon is a shifter and she possesses some of the animal traits such as sharp senses of smell, he will stop and respect her. She does care for her health and his as well, how kind of her indeed. He hid the golden pipe that he uses as a smoke holder and hid it back to his sleeves. It was like magic, as he shook the sleeve, like it disappeared on a quarter of pop.

Oh well a hand! That's right! Just like what he said. He chuckled hearing her correct the sentence. It's alright, he will most likely say to her. After all it's not a big deal to begin with. He shifted his eyes on the cute pink haired vixen and then smiled. "Haha, it's alright, deary, I already know..." He said as he continued to look at her. Wonder if she was just as troubled as he was, or was it his personal ego running again up on his sleeves? Oh well, nothing will happen if he kept on hearing on to the weary eye. He did what was told voluntarily, and he heard the vixen clap. It was just like he saluted after a show or even the beginning of it, he just wanted to make her feel happy even if it is getting sooner or later.

And now he can carefully read. Why is she so curious of his other eye? That is the one with the red lust color and she was quite curious. Oh why does she want to know? But for real he does not want because it was too much to handle, that is his killer eye and the one he uses to keep track of people's veins to the deepest vibrations. The ones that can make people's brains tad twisted and followed along the ordeal of his personal pleasures and the kind. He likes manipulating things of all sorts using the fact of his power, and it is pretty dangerous to use indeed. Red rarely uses that for he often uses the ebony hell eye which can direct the people to hallucinate with displeasure, one that he can use more often and whatsoever is the cause. He wanted to say no for her but he does not want to ruin her mood. Being curious is really a good trait.

Now she wants to hug her. Oh why not? Hugging is a warm and tense feeling, and it feels so happy being hugged. So he cannot see the reasons why he will not allow anyone to, specially this cute vixen in front of him who looks so eager. Not that he was totally scaring her that is, and he is glad she stayed for the matter. Usually when people hug him they just use that to steal something with him, from the corner or from the pocket. More likely pick pocketing or stealing through the hand. Now that is the bad thing. But disregard the certain matter for the visitor shall he not? He was eager to be hugged by a cute thing anyway. With a smile on his face, he opened his arms like a kid waiting for a mother to hug him dearly. He looked at Ninon and smiled like saying 'oh come on, give big Redelentte a hug..'.

[/i][/color] *Nini <3*
MUSIC: *none*
MUSE: *semi-high*
WEARING: *same*
OTHER: *<3*
MOOD: *happy ^.^*[/ul]

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[Ninon Vulpes]

The only reason the word 'annoying' kept popping into Ninon's little pink head was because she had a low self-esteem. She couldn't help the low thoughts she had of herself and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't seem to get them to go away. They were like a constant plague there to shadow her usually happy mind. No matter what it was, it was torn apart by her own deflated ego. It was as if she was her own bully.

She suddenly felt bad when he apologized for smoking and gave her his reason for smoking. She didn't mean he had to stop. She just didn't want Mr. Red to drop dead. If it truly helped him with stress and the such then, by all means, let him smoke. It was illegal or against any rule that Ninon had come across. "No, you can smoke if it really helps you. It doesn't bother me any," she gave him a sure smile and nodded slightly to let him know it really wasn't a bother. Though, she thought for a moment about how he mentioned his brother said that. Did that mean his brother said that it swept his worries away and he believed him? Really, that would only be something Mr. Red knew, not his brother. Everything effects someone in different ways. So, very quietly, she added: "You can't always believe what people tell you - no matter what their status is." She hoped he wouldn't find it offensive if he heard her. It was true, though. She could just have easily told him that she was a famous actress coming from France but that wouldn't make any of it true. Just because someone says something doesn't mean it's correct. She suddenly regretted what she said, though because she didn't know how Red felt about his brother. If he held him near and dear, red might get mad at her for saying such a thing. She hated when people got mad at her because she hardly thought about what she was saying before she spoke it. The thought of Red hating her made her black fox ears flatten against her head.

Curiosity killed the cat but satisfaction brought it back. Ninon often heard that little quote from many people. She was a rather curious fox and she usually would do anything to satisfy her curiosity. She just wanted to see his right eye. Hadn't he said that his ebony eye was the worse? Or was that just her imagination? If it was true then she honestly found no harm in seeing his right eye. If he wanted, he could close his left and open his right. She didn't mind. She just wanted to take a little peek at it. Her fluffy tail swayed behind her slightly as she thought of all the possible colors his right eye could be. What if he had a ying - yang thing? A white eye and a black eye? Or maybe purple and black?! That was one of Ninon's favorite color combination along with red and black. But she wouldn't pry into this matter. At least not aloud.

Ninon wouldn't even dare think to steal from Mr. Red. She didn't take things from her friends. She follows the golden rule when it comes to friends. Treat them the way you would want to be treated. She nodded to herself at that thought and smiled wide, her black ears perking up a little.

She smiled wide when he said to give him a hug. She hopped up from her seat and walked over to him, hugging her arms around his waist. She wasn't exactly that tall so she really couldn't reach much higher. She looked up at the tall (to her) Red before letting him go and then poking his stomach and hopping back. "Tag?"

Tags: Mr. Red
Word Count: 637
Music: Situations by Escape the Fate
Notes: Sorry it's a little short D: