Kurloz strode quietly, as usual, across the lilypads. The dark clouds told him snow was near. He sighed softly and carried on down the lilypads towards the bridge. Mituna sat with his Lusus, asleep with his helmet on. Shame he and Latula grew apart, Kurloz spent many nights with his former Moirail, now New Matesprit, stopping the tears. Kurloz strode and nodded to the Bi-clops, it growled in return to the Capricorn. He crossed the bridge, seeing Meulin leave a hive. A smile ached on his stitched lips. Meulin...even though due to past horrors, she was still so loyal to him. She saw him and squealed, running into his arms; his arms coiled around the forever youthful waist. He let out a raspy chuckle past the stitches. "Kurloz! How are you?" She exclaimed with overcomed joy. Kurloz sat her on her feet and signed. 'Quite well, my Kittybitch. Is your matchmaking business hitting off?' It was as if he asked if she wanted a new cat. She squealed even louder. Probably louder enough for the horrorterrors to hear, maybe enough to make him deaf AND mute. 'I take that as a hell yeah.' She nodded.
"Oh, Kurloz! It's so purrrfect! I've been helping so many! It unbelievably fun!" He smiled and ruffled her long wispy hair. She purred affectionately against his slender hand. 'I must go, unfortunately, I was going to visit my old hive.' She nodded and signed back.
'Be careful!' He nodded and walked off. He froze glancing at Ampora trying his "best" pickup line on Meenah. When the gut shot hit, even Kurloz flinched. She stormed off, yelling obscenities to the wind; Cronus was left there, wheezing. Kurloz sighed through his nostrils and walked over. "Oh. Uh, Makara, wvhat's up?" He asked trying to regain composure from his pride being crumbled once more. It's really gave the reason for Kurloz to smirk darkly. 'How's it feel?' He signed, deriving away from his Chucklevoodoos just screaming to play with the vulnerable mind. Cronus took in the sign language slowly. Meulin must've been teaching him again. "Wv-wvhat do ya mean, Chief?" He asked, violet scorning his cheeks. 'Having your pride crumble further down into the existence of nothingness evermore than it was.' The silent words were venom to the veins. It made Kurloz smile darkly and almost begging for his Chucklevoodoos to fuck with the mind in front of him. "Oh...that...wvell...it's nothing new really. Could you help me? Makara?" The words stunned him, the Chucklevoodoos vanishing instantaneously. 'Me?' Cronus nodded.
"Yeah. I mean, I knowv about that funky mind trick. You knowv people here that they don't evwen knowv about themselvwes. I need your help, Princey." Oh...this is interesting. It made a smirk curl on his lips. 'Get on your knees and kneel before your Highblood.' The Aquarius got on one knee slowly. 'Now beg...' He looked at him, the cigarette falling from the gapping mouth. "Wvhat?!" Kurloz glared at him.
'Beg for my help.' He gritted his teeth.
"H-Help me, Highblood...find a Matesprit." Kurloz nodded. 'I shall help you till the first snow melts and the second sticks...' He got up and nodded. "Thank you, Chief." Kurloz walked on to what he was originally moving towards. As one troll approached him with polite hello. The sweet, caring act switched on. He smiled and said nothing, just a wave. Giving the troll a shiver and continue what they were saying...he didn't have time for this...