Thread: Every Mamono Needs a Hiro! [Frostsch/Umbrale]

Hiro could still feel the warmth of the coffee brush against his lips. The warmth that Alexis provided the coffee made it taste like Kyra had just made a fresh mug of it. His eyes were trained on Melio. He didn't seem concerned about getting shocked, though maybe because he thought that Melio wouldn't dare to shock him in the state she was in. Still, he refrained from touching the girl too much, and only did so to check her conditions. He pressed the back of his hand against her forehead. A little warm, but nothing too out of the ordinary... He mumbled, more so as a verbal note to himself than any of the conscious girls. I have a few old rugs in the closet. I'm sure she could build up some static electricity with that. He said in a monotone voice, yet was completely joking. He stared at the girl in silence. Hiro's soft expression told the thunderbird that he had appreciated her efforts. As a show of graditude, Hiro gently brushed his fingers against her cheek. He decided not to spend too much time on Melio. She was unpredictable, and if she somehow charged up, he was not about to be a target. The violet aura around the thunderbird seemed miniscue, yet parts where it had grown were dancing ever so slightly. Hmm... He hummed to himself silently. While still keeping an ear open to soak in Alexis' words, Hiro took a seat by his sister's side. Kyra was laid out on her side. Her back pressed against the soft fabric of the spine of the couch. Hiro chose to sit just in front of her stomach, so he could reach his hand behind and gently stroke his little sister's hair. He used a single index finger and slowly dragged it down her shoulder, to her hips, and finally to her strange, new tail. The spikes themselves were something he wanted to avoid. Though he wasn't too sure what position made monster girls comfortable, he decided to grab the anchor of the tail and gently flip it over the couch for his sister's comfort. His finger gently rubbed her tail, back and forth. I see an aura surrounding some people. Women only, actually. I've seen it for as long as I could remember. I used to think I was crazy - that I was seeing things. I actually thought there was something wrong with me. Hiro's eyes shifted back over to Alexis. He inspected her body once more, from top to bottom. But now, I know what it means. Hiro pursed his lips. You two must've been politicians in your world. I haven't been able to persuade my sister to do anything I say. Though, maybe she has a reason why she doesn't. Hiro had a flashback to when he had disowned his sister. If she had thrown such a fit from his words, did that mean that she truly loved him deep down? As long as Kyra is okay, that's all that matters. We'll sort out these theories later. Hiro sighed. He placed both hands on his knees and stood up. I'm sure everyone's tired. I'll whip up some dinner for all of us. The male stepped toward the ignus. You know, your fake bubbly persona was cute and all, but your intellectual persona... it's pretty hot too. Hiro smiled. He tilted his head ever so slightly, showing off the charm of his innocence as his hair lowered to just above his icy left eye. The male gave her a quick wink. He had perfected this look over the years. It was his fool-proof plan of sending girls heads-over-heels for him. At that moment, Alexis would feel a strange tingling sensation around her skin. If his moves didn't work on her, surely this invisible pull would. It felt like Hiro was unconsciously releasing a strange aura. The aura would feel strangely familiar, lulling Alexis into a vulnerable state. The moment Hiro stepped away, the addictive aura would vanish. Hiro had seemed completely ignorant of what he had just done. The black-haired male made his way over to the kitchen and prepared dinner for the three girls. Since a lot of time was wasted with his argument with Kyra and the revelation that she was a monster girl, Hiro needed to make something fast. He clicked the burner on, and a blue flame ignited. A pan slid into place above. A few daps of canola oil were heated up, followed by a nice slab of flat iron steak. The red meat sizzled almost immediately. Hiro side-stepped to his cutting board and continued to craft his gourmet food. Although he rarely cooked, Hiro had the instincts of a master chef. --- And, done! Hiro clapped his hands together. The meal was layed out on the dinner table. Each seat had a nicely cooked medium-rare steak on a plate, with a healthy side of a salad consisting of a variety of vegetables that were left over in the fridge. A bowl of creamy mashed potatoes was set at the center of the table with sprinkles of scallions as a decoration. Girls, dinner! Hiro yelled out from the dining room. Hiro wasn't too sure if his sister had awoken, though he could only be sure that their first encounter since their fight would be awkward as hell. Though, there was a possibility that Kyra was still passed out. Hiro took a seat and waited for his guests to come by. Hope this human food is to your liking.