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And he convinced you to want a place to belong.

[In context it makes a bit more sense, but it also sounds a bit tragic. Well, the world is full of tragedy, that's nothing surprising.]

We were finding it for him and his. It made sense.

A place to belong....

Did you ever find it together?

[He's guessing not, since it's still a desire.]

I think he found it. He wouldn't have stopped, just because of what happened to me. He knew I wouldn't let him stop.

Were you that set on the goal?

[What a strange thought. But maybe it's not that removed from McGillis' own intentions, if it's stripped to the bare bones. His are just...Less pure, he supposes. Quite a bit more calculated than an orphan's wish most likely.]

If you summon a demon to get something done, it's getting done.

[his demeanor has gone intense, eyes... a little scary maybe, in their conviction.]

I won't let you stop, either.

[That's actually a rather good look, McGillis thinks.]

Good. I'll be counting on you then.

Do.

[...another cookie.]

[I'm gonna start feeding you fruit child.]

Though out of curiosity, what happens if I do stop before my goal?

[No way in hell that is happening but. He's curious.]

[fruit is also good.]

You don't.

[simply, that terrifying spark still in his gaze.]

Hm. Well, it's not an option anyway.

Shall we retire for the night? Of course you're free to roam as you please, but tomorrow we start working together.

Sure.

-Oh, but if you get me clothes, make sure they aren't too tight. Unless you want someone to notice my Alaya Vijnana.

Ah... Yes. I'll keep that in mind.

[stands, snagging another few cookies and shoving them in his pockets.

get that boy some nuts or grapes or something.]

'Night.

[Snack packs is going right on the list of things to get Mika.]

Goodnight, Mikazuki.

[He stands and clears the things away, and then, well, the only thing left is to review his plans for the next day and sleep.

The morning brings the smells of coffee and breakfast. Cooked by a servant, not McGillis.]

[Mikazuki checks out the gardens, then the entire estate, before finally settling enough to return to his (uncomfortably lavish) room. He manages a catnap before the smell of food wakes him, and he follows the scent like he's been blown in on the breeze, entirely casual and entirely unfitting to his surroundings.]

Edited (s-spotted a typo) 2017-02-27 03:48 (UTC)

Good morning, Mikazuki.

[McGillis is already waiting at the table, bright and groomed and like he just came out of some new box for a shiny perfect person and not like it's ass in the morning. He's sipping coffee.]

Morning.

[settling across from him, entirely rough around the edges, more so than yesterday from the looks of it and still wearing his big-ass coat.]

Edited 2017-03-06 08:45 (UTC)

Did you sleep well?

[Do demons sleep? They clearly eat, and Mikazuki doesn't look like he's slept, but ah well. He pushes some food onto Mikazuki's plate and pours him some orange juice. You are clearly too young of a demon to need coffee.]

Well enough. Thanks for the food.

[Mikazuki wastes no time in putting said food in his face, the opposite of picky.]

[He picks up a tablet and absently scrolls through it.]

We have a full agenda today getting you outfitted and settled in. And then--well it's a little quick but I have the first assignment I want you to do for me.

Tell me about the assignment. The rest can wait if it comes down to it.

[and also sounds boring, whereas, ASSIGNMENT.]

[Mika you need to be his body guard and people need to think it's legit??? even if it's boring.]

Well, to put it bluntly, I'll be having you kill someone for me.

[takes another bite of his food.]

Okay. Anything specific I should know?

Yes. I'll give you the details after we get you settled in properly.

[He appreciates your eagerness to murder here but.]