| [Apr. 27th, 2009|07:08 pm] |
Kuromaru puffed up yet again, his ribcage expanding and hackles rising. His words cut across any response Tsume would have given. Stiff-legged, he turned away from Katsuko and to his familiar instead. "You know what I find highly rude? When you say something to someone and they talk to another person instead. Dismissing you as if you were a moonfaced mutt. Like a stupid summons."
Tsume's gaze flicked to her familiar. She could agree with Kuromaru--who'd been, after all, carrying on a relatively intelligent conversation--or she could try and explain that Katsuko probably wasn't comfortable talking to familiars--something she'd explained a dozen times, that Kuromaru still couldn't grasp--or she could laugh.
The snicker shook her shoulders, and her pale eyes twitched from Kuromaru to Katsuko. "The seduction experts are hunters, too, so that doesn't really say much. Not used to working with Inuzuka, are you?" Her smile softened, lighting her eyes. "It's just Tsume."
"I'm still Kuromaru-senpai. Because you have no manners."
The snicker turned to a chuckle, and Tsume turned to lean weakly against a tree. Either the woman would have a sense of humor about it, or there'd be a fight. If they were fleabites enough to fight over this, she was just going to laugh at them. |
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