Thread: He's not good enough (Fulicious x Moon Struck Fox)

Ezequiel snorted a little and shook his head a little. you've only been asleep for about three days, you should be getting more rest. he chastised as he helped the other to bed before offering him a small scowl, setting his hands on his hips and looking exactly like an angry mother. you didn't listen to a thing i said up there! i TOLD you there was a bell! he complained before huffing. more like obnoxiously thick headed at this point. he complained with a sniff, annoyed at having not been listened to. go through all that effort to save someone's life and then they just ignore you! he paused as Alex kept talking, his head tilted as he watched the little human, nodding his head. right then. he stated simply. that solves it, your mine and i'm keeping you. he stated happily. we'll have to get you some proper clothes though, you look like an urchin... he paused. no offense. well he was in his pajamas. we'll need to get you some books... some tutors too of course, have to make you smart or you'll never get a good job, make lots of money and adopt babies. yep, the guy was clearly off his rocker, but at least Alex had a place to stay, and it looked like a permanent place this time. i'll have to start going out. he wrinkled his nose. and interacting with people.... he made a face. oh well i suppose it's time anyway, i have been getting bored... he mused as he settled into his chair, thinking about what he needed to get. would you prefer private tutors, private school, or public school? he asked Alex after a long moment. i am of course going to be filing the proper paperwork, the last thing i need is some government bastard arresting me for kidnapping. he grumbled. i only did that once and they never let it go! he complained, sulking a little before snapping back to attention. and then of course i'm going to have to come up with a cover story for myself, a man doesn't just pop up out of nowhere after all... i could always be my own great great great.... how many greats is in three hundred years? he asked Alex before shaking his head. never mind, it doesn't matter. yep, completely off his rocker. at least Alex would be well amused during his stay and certainly well taken care of. of course, if anyone asks, your foster parents where attacked by a mass murderer. that's usually the cover story for these kinds of things, and it is the truth of a sort, your just neglecting to mention the 'monsters' part. he mused, pondering for another moment. how old are you anyway? he asked, blinking at Alex, his head tilted. and you have to promise not to try to kill me, it won't work anyway. he admitted with a wave of his hand as if almost being killed by the kid he'd saved didn't matter much. i should really go out and get groceries for you. i don't eat much... clearly. but i doubt you'd be willing to strangle, gut, pluck, and cook your own chickens... he paused again. can you cook? maybe i should hire a maid along with your tutors... unless of course you go to a school... still a cook, or a maid? is there a difference between the two? i don't know. there used to be but these days who can tell, humans aren't the same as they used to be. he was just rambling now, no doubt nervous and filling the silence because he wasn't entirely sure how to really interact with a human 'child'. of course, compared to him all human's where children. in any case, your certainly not going back to any filthy orphanage, oh! we'll need to get you in on some self defense lessons. now that you know about them, you'll have to be able to protect yourself from them. i think we'll start with the sword and dagger before moving on to hand to hand. maybe a few gun lessons... Gun's are very effective against anything, it won't kill the older werewolves and Vampires but it will sure as hell slow them down.... your ignoring me again aren't you?