Thread: A Dish Best Served...Dead (Yoshie x WorldEater)

RE A Dish Best Served...Dead Her words were music to his ears, casual and stern at the same time. She seemed to have that balance to her at first, and Slake was more than willing to get along for the ride. Interesting, she had more than one god to work with. It would make sense that someone as influential with one god's hand would have the sense to have three more talking with her. Well, as long I don't have to meet Z'gzst's fuck boy, I think we'll be grand. It's kind of a known fact that 'eaters' and 'whisperers' don't get along. He commented as he tapped his fingers on the table in a little dance. It was all going well up until he heard the rest of her words coming out with her. Oh, the name was one thing. Winry Seduction was quite beautiful, hell, he knew a Winry. It was the other bit that threw him for a loop as Slake firmly locked his fingers down while his eyes blinked. Did he hear her say that? Mistress? I -um- alright, thanks . . . Mistress? And then came the nickname, Innocent. Mistress and Innocent? Okay, calm down Slake. It wasn't like she was asking for anything. People change, maybe nicknames like that are all common. He tried to gulp the information down as she gave another dump of information on his head. He knew what an information broker was. Back in his heyday, info brokers were far more common as there weren't things like computers and the like. But times have changed, and where one man could once make a living, now that information was posted up on websites and forums for all to see. When the cat anthro came through with the water, he breathed a sigh of relief. He grabbed the glass of water with three fingers on his left and snapped his fingers on his right before pointing at the cat man, a click flicked from his mouth as well. Yeaaaa, my man. Gettin with the water, he took a sip, two sips, then drank the rest down. God the was refreshing. The slight distraction keep him from getting flustered, Nice -uh- job. It was real . . . watery. That's a good thing, yea, water's a good thing. Turning back to the vivacious woman, he listened in on what she had to say and nodded to her comment. He played with his glass as well, still watching Seduction with his full attention but also occupying his mind with the exercise in dexterity. Yea, um, no its all good. Just calm down man, I'm not gonna eat you. That's Yul'Turon's thing, yuh know? He tried to laugh but the awkwardness of the whole situation kept it clogged in his throat. Worse yet was when Mikan left, no, was shooed away, forcing Slake to turn back to Winry and fight the urge to walk out. So, ok then, um right. Words tumbled out of him once more and it irked him. From the looks of things, it would have looked as though he were some inexperienced teenage bumpkin looking to ask for some first time sex or a first drink on his twenty first birthday. No, just no. Slake knew he looked very young, but he needed to set the record straight for her. The only difficulty was keeping it clean and professional and . . . not whiny. She leaned forward at him, breasts pressed and centered in his vision before he tore his gaze off from her looks. Right, so lemme just make this clear. You're talking with me, Slake. Yul'ty's off doing whatever the fuck he likes to do in his spare time right now. We have a good relationship. I fuck around with his powers and he makes sure that whatever I do further's whatever plot he's got. Just being clear here. Wow, he actually said nothing in that little blurb. Flustered and frustrated, he tried to redouble his efforts. Anyways, I appreciate your . . . hospitality, but . . . yea, innocent? I mean, I literally just walked in the door and you're calling me -uh- innocent or something like that? And . . . mistress is a little much, don't you think? His nervous smile was turning more into a frown as he talked. He didn't want to upset the demoness, but what other choice did he have. Slake needed to be taken seriously, not looked upon like some second hand fuck toy that walked in for a quickie. Closing his eyes, he furrowed his brow before letting the tension rest. I'm in here for personal reasons and as much as I would love flirting with a lovely lady like you, I need to find five other folks. I need to make sure they're dead and buried, I need to know where they are . . . and I need to know why they betrayed me. He already knew he set himself up for failure when he said those words. So much for keeping things quiet and now that she knew what he wanted, she had all the pieces laid out for her. How she would play with them, he could not say, but he wasn't about to let his guard down just yet.