Post by Yukino Haruno on Apr 13, 2008 11:41:32 GMT -5
The young man murmurs quietly as he sleeps, from time to time saying that random-est of things. "Muffins!" He yells, alas it was morning and his internal clock knew it was time for breakfast but for some reason his mentality cannot grasp a sense of time. Melanthius Thanatos sat in front of his home asleep on the steps that lead to the door. Apparently, during the twilight hour he stood up, half conscious, from where he passed out drunk in the park and dragged his ass home. Yet to young Thius, he believes that he is nicely tucked into bed still off in dreamland.
Hovering over his head the sound of shuffling and whispering could be heard.
"Hey I think he's dead."
"Nah, he probably unconscious... for the second time this month."
"You sure about that?"
"No. Oh! I know hand me that pointy thing over there, maybe we can figure out whether he's dead or not."
"M'Kay."
Two little neighborhood boys were examining Thius, it was rather odd for them to see a person asleep like that. It definitely was not a normal thing you come across with everyday and by all means little boys tend to be curious, too curious for their own good.
Taking in a deep breath and exhaling, Thius shifts his position, now completely flat on his back. He felt rather comfortable and cozy until... Poke.poke.poke. What the hell is poking at my head? Did I leave the window open again and a bird flew in or something? He maintains his eyes closed, brushing away whatever was poking his forehead and making a annoyed grunt. However that alone was not enough to stop the obsessive poking.
"Poke harder,"
"Okay"
The whispering continues along with a few devious immature giggles.
The hell.. Okay that's enough! Melanthius immediately opens his eyes and as soon as he did he sat up, big mistake in his part. "GRAAAAAAAAH! Wh-what in the name of fuck?! Demons! Horrible little brats!" He curses out in rage grabbing his left eye, for as soon as he sat up, the stick that the curious little boys were using to poke his head.. pokes his eye.
Of course the little boys practically fell to the ground as a huge uproar of giggling and laughter over took them. Squeezing his left eye with its' eyelids, Thius glares at the kids with his only functional eye at the moment.With his other hand he snatches the stick away and began to smack it into his palm in a threatening manor.
"You know what demon kids! In my country.. insolent little boys get beaten and stoned."
His tone hissed in a sadistic fashion and his shadow seemed to waver maliciously as his gaze darkens.
The little boys froze for a few seconds, it was obvious to them that this man was not joking. It took them not even a mere second to turn around, by that time they were already dashing down the sidewalk. But of course, having a deviant childlike complex, Melanthius dashes right after them, swinging the stick around madly, yelling as if he were a viking on a raid.
"He's going to kill us. Holy crap what did we do!"
One of the boys mutters as his breath begins to shorten even more.
"Shut up! And run to the apartment complex!"
Screams the other one, dashing towards the direction of the apartments.
Melanthius stops in his tracks in front of the homes, throwing his head back and bawling into laughter. The deathly afraid looks those kids made was 'pee your pants funny' by his standards.
"I swear those little boys turned about five shades lighter."
He speaks to himself, trying to regain some restraint on his buffoonish laughing. But almost immediately a cold shiver strikes his back, his playful happiness dims for a moment. A bit baffled by the strange sensation, Thius looks around but no one was in sight. Rubbing his chin, he cocks an eyebrow in response to the situation, he whispers,
"Odd, I could have sworn that someone was around here. My alcohol intake might be screwing with my mind... Nah!"
Hana had just left her apartment when she noticed a couple of kids running towards what she assumed was some sort of game. After a few minutes of idling standing and waiting for the kids to return, (her curiosity had been piqued), she watched as they ran from a man who was brandishing a stick.
What the hell...., Hana's thoughts trailed off, as she ran to the side of her own building wide-eyed. He's a lunatic. Who the hell would run after kids with a stick?
Then again, kids had a tendency to poke and prod until the sleeping bear, or in this case, a very disgruntled man, charged at them with fangs bared.
He stopped his feign chase, dropping the stick with a thud and looking around as though he were looking for someone. Does he know I'm here?, Hana thought, taking a tentative step out of her hiding place. He's probably just hung over or something, she assured herself, walking out into the open.
"You really shouldn't fall asleep where kids'll find you. They have a nasty habit of annoying you until you chase them away," Hana said, smirking a little. "Who are you? I've never seen you before, and I live here," Hana then asked, narrowing her eyebrows.
Turning around to take his leave he yawns as sleepiness took over. Thius ceases for a moment as a woman's voice reaches his ears. Cocking an eyebrow to what the woman remarks, he tilts his head back in order to get a view of where the voice came from.
"Hmmm...?"
He grunts with a dim expression, as his eyes heavy with exhaustion narrow a tad bit to get a better glimpse of the woman. Shifting his weight lazily, he turns around slightly, glancing down at the ground with a childish smirk on his face before making eye contact with her.
Well, I guess Black Label whiskey isn't messing with my head.. There really was someone watching.
"I suppose what you just said was addressed to me, since I was indeed asleep and bugged by a pair of demons... also know as kids."
Brushing his fingers through his hair, Thius lets out a tiny chuckle before finishing what he had to say,
"Never the less, I always get a kick chasing the little spawns of hell back to their master; their mother."
Again his immature nature seeps out, in form of an immature giggle.
Still slightly hung over from the prior night, drinking to his little heart's content, he was not really thinking straight thus tries to make sense using his own different methods to express his point.
Pausing for a moment, the childish glow on his face returns back to its normal serious self as he stretches his arms slightly, straightening out stiff joints. Adjusting his glasses back in place, Thius takes in a deep breath, getting ready to speak.
"Of course you have not seen me around because I do not reside in any of these apartments. I just came by to visit a pair of demons to thank them, but obviously they fled... To where? Not even their master knows."
Speaking with his hand, Thius makes weird gestures as he spoke also alternates his tone almost as if telling an epic tail with hints of morals lurking with in the story.
"And why did I come visit these demon children? Well I just wanted to thank them for almost striking me BLIND in the LEFT EYE with their tool of DEMONICNESS!!"
Thius continues; pointing at his eye and practically yelling in some instances.
Calming his tone down, placing both hands down at his sides in a formal positions, as if about to present a solemn speech, he utters in the most calm and cool manor.
"And so, I, Melanthius Thanatos, thought that as a civil servant it was my duty to return the demon boys' gesture of kindness by demonstrating my gratitude by striking fear in their deviant eyes! Does that answer your question my dear and per say any other questions to why I was chasing little boys? By the way, if you think I'm a psychopathic maniac with some sick fetish of chasing little boys with sticks... Weeeeell I say, you are only half right!"
Oh and did I mention I'm a rebmevon?
Thius finishes in a tone oozing with mocking sarcasm and ends his little over-elaborated display a warm harmless smile, knowing full well that she, like most humans, most likely hadn't a clue to who...what he really was.
"Now that I have taken my time in responding to your question, might you answer mine?.... I only live down the street and yet I have never laid eyes on you before. Well then to my point, who are you? "
Thius asks with a curious tone, this time however he had set aside his childish antics. His mind was full yet his expression was empty as his eyes linger around distracted by his own train of thought, not really waiting for a response.
Hana watched with mild annoyance and disbelief as the man who previously chased kids with a stick was now elaborating a story which was more of a fabrication than actuality. He was using ostentatious gestures, almost trying to make himself look more like a fool than Hana thought possible.
And I thought I had to deal with morons at work...but this guy takes the fucking cake, Hana thought, nodding her head and waiting for the guy to finish talking.
Melanthius Thanatos? That sure is some name...but I've never heard something quite so...distinctive, Hana thought, furrowing her eyebrows slightly. Lunatic? No.....asylum candidate more like
He then gave her a smile, a careless smile that somehow seemed mysterious and more in-depth than a typical smile was accustomed. I thought he didn't live around here...., Hana thought, tilting her head slightly.
Realizing that he had asked her a question, Hana looked up at him only to notice that he seemed lost in thought. He didn't seem too eager or determined to receive his answer, almost as though he were merely asking out of common courtesy.
"Call me Hana. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to be late enough to work as it is. Maybe I'll see you again or something, since you live just down the street," Hana said, giving him an answer.
What an ass....
Closed off to the world around him, Thius remains in his own little world, his mind. The only words that got through to his brain were '..me Hana..... late.. work... street.' Not really sure what, the woman just said he just nods his head looking as if he's been paying attention the whole time.
Where was his mind exactly.. thinking about muffins, it's been a while since he last grabbed a bite to eat. His stomach lets out a mild growl, reminding him of his ever growing hunger. It was kind of hard to focus since food was obviously distracting his mind.
"Huh? Hana. Interesting interesting."
He mutters nodding his head, rubbing his chin with his hands as he tries to piece together the words that got through to him. It was rather difficult though since his hangover contributed to a swelling headache.
"Ugh, right. That's nice. Work.... mhmhmeeh... Breakfast! fufufunuuh. Muffins!"
Thius quietly babbles random things underneath his breath sounding as if he had a multi personality disorder.
Finally it all struck him like a stone as he pieced together the miss' words, which resets his focus and Thius replies,
"Ah, yes. You wouldn't be want to be even more late for work. Well then Hana, see you around."
As he finishes up, Thius steps back raising his hand to her as a gesture of farewell before turning around the other way.
Stepping out of the shaded apartment area, the sun was now right in from of him. Making an annoyed grunt he glares slightly at the source of light, pulling up his hood to cover part of his face. Lowering his head slightly, Thius began his journey down the street and toward his home.
Reflecting back on what had just happened, Thius lets out a tiny smirk.
Pff, that woman probably thinks you're an ass now. Nice going genius.
Tilting his head up he smiles, adjusting his glasses once more.
Ahaha, I suppose it was worth it from the look on her face. She kind of looked like she was thinking... about what I wonder though.
"Well well, enough of this. It's breakfast time!"
Thius said, thrilled at the sound of it he rushes down the sidewalk, mis calculating the overall distance.
"Ugh, how far did I chase these kids?"
He whimpers with a sigh as he looks up ahead, his house was now only two more blocks away.
Upon arriving home, Melanthious notices that his refrigerator and kitchen cabinets were bare and empty. The night before, he forget that he was suppose to do some grocery shopping for the up coming week.
"Must have slipped my mind.. or something."
He tells himself, quickly grabbing his wallet and shoving in into his coat pocket as he steps out the front door.
I'll grab a bit to eat in town, I suppose.
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The strange man continued muttering to himself, probably trying to piece together what Hana said since he hadn't been paying any attention.
He finally figured it out, and then waved as he decided he wanted a muffin for breakfast.
I just hope to god he doesn't come to the restaurant, Hana prayed silently to every god that would listen.
Hana then turned away and walked slowly to the restaurant two blocks away. As she entered, she noticed her teenage co-workers hovering over the counter, gossiping and neglecting customers as per usual.
"Hey! Get your lazy asses out from there and back to work," Hana barked, taking off her trenchcoat and putting on an apron.
Rolling her eyes at them, Hana took out her pen and ordering pad, and walked to the nearest booth in which an elderly gentleman sat patiently.
"What can I get for you, sir?," Hana asked with a smile, listening to the man and writing down his order.
Ooooh boy. I hate working on Saturdays, Hana groaned inwardly, walking to the kitchen and giving the order to the cooks.
Hopefully the day won't be too long, Hana hoped, watching as more customers entered.
Hovering over his head the sound of shuffling and whispering could be heard.
"Hey I think he's dead."
"Nah, he probably unconscious... for the second time this month."
"You sure about that?"
"No. Oh! I know hand me that pointy thing over there, maybe we can figure out whether he's dead or not."
"M'Kay."
Two little neighborhood boys were examining Thius, it was rather odd for them to see a person asleep like that. It definitely was not a normal thing you come across with everyday and by all means little boys tend to be curious, too curious for their own good.
Taking in a deep breath and exhaling, Thius shifts his position, now completely flat on his back. He felt rather comfortable and cozy until... Poke.poke.poke. What the hell is poking at my head? Did I leave the window open again and a bird flew in or something? He maintains his eyes closed, brushing away whatever was poking his forehead and making a annoyed grunt. However that alone was not enough to stop the obsessive poking.
"Poke harder,"
"Okay"
The whispering continues along with a few devious immature giggles.
The hell.. Okay that's enough! Melanthius immediately opens his eyes and as soon as he did he sat up, big mistake in his part. "GRAAAAAAAAH! Wh-what in the name of fuck?! Demons! Horrible little brats!" He curses out in rage grabbing his left eye, for as soon as he sat up, the stick that the curious little boys were using to poke his head.. pokes his eye.
Of course the little boys practically fell to the ground as a huge uproar of giggling and laughter over took them. Squeezing his left eye with its' eyelids, Thius glares at the kids with his only functional eye at the moment.With his other hand he snatches the stick away and began to smack it into his palm in a threatening manor.
"You know what demon kids! In my country.. insolent little boys get beaten and stoned."
His tone hissed in a sadistic fashion and his shadow seemed to waver maliciously as his gaze darkens.
The little boys froze for a few seconds, it was obvious to them that this man was not joking. It took them not even a mere second to turn around, by that time they were already dashing down the sidewalk. But of course, having a deviant childlike complex, Melanthius dashes right after them, swinging the stick around madly, yelling as if he were a viking on a raid.
"He's going to kill us. Holy crap what did we do!"
One of the boys mutters as his breath begins to shorten even more.
"Shut up! And run to the apartment complex!"
Screams the other one, dashing towards the direction of the apartments.
Melanthius stops in his tracks in front of the homes, throwing his head back and bawling into laughter. The deathly afraid looks those kids made was 'pee your pants funny' by his standards.
"I swear those little boys turned about five shades lighter."
He speaks to himself, trying to regain some restraint on his buffoonish laughing. But almost immediately a cold shiver strikes his back, his playful happiness dims for a moment. A bit baffled by the strange sensation, Thius looks around but no one was in sight. Rubbing his chin, he cocks an eyebrow in response to the situation, he whispers,
"Odd, I could have sworn that someone was around here. My alcohol intake might be screwing with my mind... Nah!"
Hana had just left her apartment when she noticed a couple of kids running towards what she assumed was some sort of game. After a few minutes of idling standing and waiting for the kids to return, (her curiosity had been piqued), she watched as they ran from a man who was brandishing a stick.
What the hell...., Hana's thoughts trailed off, as she ran to the side of her own building wide-eyed. He's a lunatic. Who the hell would run after kids with a stick?
Then again, kids had a tendency to poke and prod until the sleeping bear, or in this case, a very disgruntled man, charged at them with fangs bared.
He stopped his feign chase, dropping the stick with a thud and looking around as though he were looking for someone. Does he know I'm here?, Hana thought, taking a tentative step out of her hiding place. He's probably just hung over or something, she assured herself, walking out into the open.
"You really shouldn't fall asleep where kids'll find you. They have a nasty habit of annoying you until you chase them away," Hana said, smirking a little. "Who are you? I've never seen you before, and I live here," Hana then asked, narrowing her eyebrows.
Turning around to take his leave he yawns as sleepiness took over. Thius ceases for a moment as a woman's voice reaches his ears. Cocking an eyebrow to what the woman remarks, he tilts his head back in order to get a view of where the voice came from.
"Hmmm...?"
He grunts with a dim expression, as his eyes heavy with exhaustion narrow a tad bit to get a better glimpse of the woman. Shifting his weight lazily, he turns around slightly, glancing down at the ground with a childish smirk on his face before making eye contact with her.
Well, I guess Black Label whiskey isn't messing with my head.. There really was someone watching.
"I suppose what you just said was addressed to me, since I was indeed asleep and bugged by a pair of demons... also know as kids."
Brushing his fingers through his hair, Thius lets out a tiny chuckle before finishing what he had to say,
"Never the less, I always get a kick chasing the little spawns of hell back to their master; their mother."
Again his immature nature seeps out, in form of an immature giggle.
Still slightly hung over from the prior night, drinking to his little heart's content, he was not really thinking straight thus tries to make sense using his own different methods to express his point.
Pausing for a moment, the childish glow on his face returns back to its normal serious self as he stretches his arms slightly, straightening out stiff joints. Adjusting his glasses back in place, Thius takes in a deep breath, getting ready to speak.
"Of course you have not seen me around because I do not reside in any of these apartments. I just came by to visit a pair of demons to thank them, but obviously they fled... To where? Not even their master knows."
Speaking with his hand, Thius makes weird gestures as he spoke also alternates his tone almost as if telling an epic tail with hints of morals lurking with in the story.
"And why did I come visit these demon children? Well I just wanted to thank them for almost striking me BLIND in the LEFT EYE with their tool of DEMONICNESS!!"
Thius continues; pointing at his eye and practically yelling in some instances.
Calming his tone down, placing both hands down at his sides in a formal positions, as if about to present a solemn speech, he utters in the most calm and cool manor.
"And so, I, Melanthius Thanatos, thought that as a civil servant it was my duty to return the demon boys' gesture of kindness by demonstrating my gratitude by striking fear in their deviant eyes! Does that answer your question my dear and per say any other questions to why I was chasing little boys? By the way, if you think I'm a psychopathic maniac with some sick fetish of chasing little boys with sticks... Weeeeell I say, you are only half right!"
Oh and did I mention I'm a rebmevon?
Thius finishes in a tone oozing with mocking sarcasm and ends his little over-elaborated display a warm harmless smile, knowing full well that she, like most humans, most likely hadn't a clue to who...what he really was.
"Now that I have taken my time in responding to your question, might you answer mine?.... I only live down the street and yet I have never laid eyes on you before. Well then to my point, who are you? "
Thius asks with a curious tone, this time however he had set aside his childish antics. His mind was full yet his expression was empty as his eyes linger around distracted by his own train of thought, not really waiting for a response.
Hana watched with mild annoyance and disbelief as the man who previously chased kids with a stick was now elaborating a story which was more of a fabrication than actuality. He was using ostentatious gestures, almost trying to make himself look more like a fool than Hana thought possible.
And I thought I had to deal with morons at work...but this guy takes the fucking cake, Hana thought, nodding her head and waiting for the guy to finish talking.
Melanthius Thanatos? That sure is some name...but I've never heard something quite so...distinctive, Hana thought, furrowing her eyebrows slightly. Lunatic? No.....asylum candidate more like
He then gave her a smile, a careless smile that somehow seemed mysterious and more in-depth than a typical smile was accustomed. I thought he didn't live around here...., Hana thought, tilting her head slightly.
Realizing that he had asked her a question, Hana looked up at him only to notice that he seemed lost in thought. He didn't seem too eager or determined to receive his answer, almost as though he were merely asking out of common courtesy.
"Call me Hana. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to be late enough to work as it is. Maybe I'll see you again or something, since you live just down the street," Hana said, giving him an answer.
What an ass....
Closed off to the world around him, Thius remains in his own little world, his mind. The only words that got through to his brain were '..me Hana..... late.. work... street.' Not really sure what, the woman just said he just nods his head looking as if he's been paying attention the whole time.
Where was his mind exactly.. thinking about muffins, it's been a while since he last grabbed a bite to eat. His stomach lets out a mild growl, reminding him of his ever growing hunger. It was kind of hard to focus since food was obviously distracting his mind.
"Huh? Hana. Interesting interesting."
He mutters nodding his head, rubbing his chin with his hands as he tries to piece together the words that got through to him. It was rather difficult though since his hangover contributed to a swelling headache.
"Ugh, right. That's nice. Work.... mhmhmeeh... Breakfast! fufufunuuh. Muffins!"
Thius quietly babbles random things underneath his breath sounding as if he had a multi personality disorder.
Finally it all struck him like a stone as he pieced together the miss' words, which resets his focus and Thius replies,
"Ah, yes. You wouldn't be want to be even more late for work. Well then Hana, see you around."
As he finishes up, Thius steps back raising his hand to her as a gesture of farewell before turning around the other way.
Stepping out of the shaded apartment area, the sun was now right in from of him. Making an annoyed grunt he glares slightly at the source of light, pulling up his hood to cover part of his face. Lowering his head slightly, Thius began his journey down the street and toward his home.
Reflecting back on what had just happened, Thius lets out a tiny smirk.
Pff, that woman probably thinks you're an ass now. Nice going genius.
Tilting his head up he smiles, adjusting his glasses once more.
Ahaha, I suppose it was worth it from the look on her face. She kind of looked like she was thinking... about what I wonder though.
"Well well, enough of this. It's breakfast time!"
Thius said, thrilled at the sound of it he rushes down the sidewalk, mis calculating the overall distance.
"Ugh, how far did I chase these kids?"
He whimpers with a sigh as he looks up ahead, his house was now only two more blocks away.
Upon arriving home, Melanthious notices that his refrigerator and kitchen cabinets were bare and empty. The night before, he forget that he was suppose to do some grocery shopping for the up coming week.
"Must have slipped my mind.. or something."
He tells himself, quickly grabbing his wallet and shoving in into his coat pocket as he steps out the front door.
I'll grab a bit to eat in town, I suppose.
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The strange man continued muttering to himself, probably trying to piece together what Hana said since he hadn't been paying any attention.
He finally figured it out, and then waved as he decided he wanted a muffin for breakfast.
I just hope to god he doesn't come to the restaurant, Hana prayed silently to every god that would listen.
Hana then turned away and walked slowly to the restaurant two blocks away. As she entered, she noticed her teenage co-workers hovering over the counter, gossiping and neglecting customers as per usual.
"Hey! Get your lazy asses out from there and back to work," Hana barked, taking off her trenchcoat and putting on an apron.
Rolling her eyes at them, Hana took out her pen and ordering pad, and walked to the nearest booth in which an elderly gentleman sat patiently.
"What can I get for you, sir?," Hana asked with a smile, listening to the man and writing down his order.
Ooooh boy. I hate working on Saturdays, Hana groaned inwardly, walking to the kitchen and giving the order to the cooks.
Hopefully the day won't be too long, Hana hoped, watching as more customers entered.