12-31-2016, 04:56 PM
(This post was last modified: 12-31-2016, 06:53 PM by PhantomUnderYourDesk.)
(Oh my, thanks for not killing him... it would also just intimidate Chimi even more, which does not really have to be.)
(Also, Spirit, it's your own fault :p Should not have started a fight with Beliaddon in the first place, which ended up in messing with their owner. It's all coming back in the end *in a sinister manner, probably...*)
Chimi was petrified as Pyre picked them up all of a sudden, but on the other hand, her grap wasn't forced or violent. No, it was strong and firm, but there was no aggression behind it... more of a protective manner, if it can be called like that at all.
Ahh, more hands softly stroking through its reddish fur... while their hands were gloved, it could not be denied that Pyre was honest about calming the Chimical down by doing that, and the wanted effect came along rather quickly – sweet assurenace that everything was okay that mere moment, and Chimi itself will not be harmed or paid for anything it may have done. It closed its eyes, and simply rested there, having its head leaned against their fireproof-cloaked shoulder...
'Willing to go through even more pain, just to protect someone you know'... 'A soul like me', huh? Chimi wasn't quite sure what the last words meant, but they indeed had a nice ring to it on Pyre's calm voice... and if they meant that it gets the chance to meet Hell's Master again, to clear the matters up between them... then it was totally fine.
Being too lost in thought, Chimi did not even realize that that Ranger it seemed to care for was still there... unconscious, slightly injured (nothing serious though, the life as a Ranger is strongly connected with slight injuries now and then...), but alive... it was probably better that way. For now.
It only cared to look up and stare directly into its holders face (those cold eyes, again...) as they said something about comming with them, Hell's Master and a place for them (?), only to be kilometres above the ground within the next moments. It went so fast, Chimi could not even disagree. But did it wanted that at all? No... It was curious though where they are heading to now, and, as it got a look at the surroundings flying by and getting tears in the eyes from the airstream, found its voice back. All that left its mouth was a silent purr, though – a boxed but honest „Thank you“.
(Also, Spirit, it's your own fault :p Should not have started a fight with Beliaddon in the first place, which ended up in messing with their owner. It's all coming back in the end *in a sinister manner, probably...*)
Chimi was petrified as Pyre picked them up all of a sudden, but on the other hand, her grap wasn't forced or violent. No, it was strong and firm, but there was no aggression behind it... more of a protective manner, if it can be called like that at all.
Ahh, more hands softly stroking through its reddish fur... while their hands were gloved, it could not be denied that Pyre was honest about calming the Chimical down by doing that, and the wanted effect came along rather quickly – sweet assurenace that everything was okay that mere moment, and Chimi itself will not be harmed or paid for anything it may have done. It closed its eyes, and simply rested there, having its head leaned against their fireproof-cloaked shoulder...
'Willing to go through even more pain, just to protect someone you know'... 'A soul like me', huh? Chimi wasn't quite sure what the last words meant, but they indeed had a nice ring to it on Pyre's calm voice... and if they meant that it gets the chance to meet Hell's Master again, to clear the matters up between them... then it was totally fine.
Being too lost in thought, Chimi did not even realize that that Ranger it seemed to care for was still there... unconscious, slightly injured (nothing serious though, the life as a Ranger is strongly connected with slight injuries now and then...), but alive... it was probably better that way. For now.
It only cared to look up and stare directly into its holders face (those cold eyes, again...) as they said something about comming with them, Hell's Master and a place for them (?), only to be kilometres above the ground within the next moments. It went so fast, Chimi could not even disagree. But did it wanted that at all? No... It was curious though where they are heading to now, and, as it got a look at the surroundings flying by and getting tears in the eyes from the airstream, found its voice back. All that left its mouth was a silent purr, though – a boxed but honest „Thank you“.
"Anything can be art. Anything can be self-expression. Now take your weapon and run with it" [Gerard Way]
--Windos is my OTP ❤---
`❤★`°・:*:・。
。・:*:・゚’★❤`
--Windos is my OTP ❤---
`❤★`°・:*:・。
。・:*:・゚’★❤`


