Post by The Other Angel on Sept 13, 2019 20:54:42 GMT
((January 26th, maybe? Closed to Kai ))
"La-da-da, chi mettoh, huuuum, hm-hm-hm..."
The sound, an ominous melody even when most of its words were reduced to simple humming rather than coherent words, preceded the little pink abomination as she made her way around the fortress with a confidence that not only belied her small size, but suggested that she might as well have owned the place. In honest truth, Angel wouldn't have wanted to own the place - it was dank and cold and offended her sense of refinement - but she had been essentially programmed with a need to always give the impression of being in control. If you played the game well, it didn't even matter if you were in control or not; others would simply think you were, and therefore do half of your work for you.
After a moment, however, her sweetly sinister tones died away. Angel hadn't exactly been avoiding anyone deliberately; but the damp passageway had been otherwise deserted so when she thought, for just a moment, that she had seen a shadow move up ahead, it gave the experiment pause. She tilted her head slightly, quizzically.
In this fortress, it wasn't a stretch of imagination to say that just about anything could be lurking up ahead. Angel felt no fear, it a reaction she'd not been programmed with nor learned since, but even the little gremlin knew there were some fellow members of the Cursed Thorns who it wouldn't be good for her health if she sneaked up on them. Angel frowned for a moment, thinking, then decided that the shadow she might have seen hadn't been big enough to be anyone too threatening to her. The pink girl scampered forward, driven by some combination of curiosity and desire to cause mischief.
Whatever she would find, as she rounded the corner ahead and caught up, Angel felt like she was prepared for anything. Before she had even taken much of a chance to register who she was speaking to - only that there was indeed someone present - she leant against the chilled stone wall and regarded him.
"Gaba ika tassopa?" She tossed the enquiry casually in his direction.
Translations:
chi mettoh = I've got you now
Gaba ika tassopa? = What's the big deal?