Yes, you can sit there and stare at me, but will it do any good? My cousin
is insane. Yes, that's incredible cousin. Ciao, cousin.
Shenlong: [The company GenSA don't own Bloody Roar. Yo!! Where's my cookie??!!!]
Dedication: This is for my friends in particular.
(Man, I was influenced by Yu-Gi-Oh today! And I can't fix the paragraph thing for CRAP. Please bear with it, and I'm sorry I took so long.)
Bloody Roar 3: Teahouse
The Jajyo Aje sat silently by himself in front of the teahouse Tsujae sent him to, oddly named Before Dawn, which to Shenlong meant kill before breakfast. He smirked softly and crossed his arms, glancing down at the tidy sidewalk he rested on. Many humans lived in the town, but zoarthropes practically powered the place. It was nice to see that some humans respected those of his kind, and that they, in turn, didn't wreck and destroy the place they were allowed to live in peace for once. He heard quiet conversations among the two species and loud daily interactions with everyday people, which included the selling of newspapers, samplings of food, and of course, toothpaste marketing. It seemed quite natural during the hours before midday.
*It wouldn't be bad to live here...maybe...* Shenlong murmured to himself.
Shenlong noticed a small newsstand across the street. He read the headline, and began to stand up to take a look, when he felt a hand place itself on his shoulder.
[Really now. You're trying to get an existent newspaper. It's against Ghost regulations to enter an area of the real world without reason. Even I learned that, Shenlong.]
[Tsujae?] Shen said, knowing full well it wasn't her. This person's smell was very different, a lot more hostile, careless...and unidentified to world around him. [Excuse me if I'm wrong, but you're lost, aren't you-- Yugo?! The hell?!]
The said wolf zoarthrope took his hand away as Shenlong spun about, staring at him with wide eyes. He wore a dark blue t-shirt, tucked into a pair of Tommy Hill jeans with a chain hanging out of each pocket.
[What?] Yugo said, grinning. [Why you so surprised man?]
Shenlong snapped out of his trance and shook his head. [How'd you get back to looking like that? And how'd you die?]
[I should be asking you.] Yugo replied. He pointed to Shen, who was dressed in a white tank top with dark blue jeans. His hair was tied back with his band again. [I got assassinated. Some girl put me in this. What was her name...Sue...Jay...uh, I can't remember, she was so fast to send me somewhere...]
[You must mean Tsujae, right?] the tiger-ghost replied.
[Yeah, that's right.] Yugo hastily said. He leaned forward slightly and glanced around before whispering, [She told me to go to this weirdo teashop that we standing in front of. What about you?]
Shenlong nodded. [Un huh, same thing. Do you want to go in or wait for Tsujae?]
[I say go in. She's taking too long.]
The tiger zoarthrope didn't state a reply. He walked towards the double frosted glass doors and opened them simultaneously, striding in before they closed and leaving Yugo to follow. He slipped in through the door itself, which wasn't a problem, being a ghost.
[Cool. I thought I'd just hit myself.] he thought, grinning and following Shen.
The people behind the counter were rather alarmed at the opening of both doors when no one went past them. A few seconds later, they thought of it as kids messing around the neighborhood and left it alone. Continuing with their yawning, grabbing newspapers, newspaper reading, and chatting, the two men walked along an uncomplicated yet appealing corridor past the ordering lines and entered a large, softly lit area of booths lined against the wall, tables methodically placed throughout the large room, and in depth detailed windows carved marvelously into the wall sides beside the booth. The teahouse had the elegance of a millionaire's restaurant, while retaining the simplicity and tranquility of a...teahouse.
[No wonder Long comes here...] Yugo and Shenlong said evenly, the mere atmosphere replacing rowdiness with composure.
Shenlong promptly found a booth unoccupied near the corner closest to the door, and motioned to Yugo. [Sit here?]
[Sure, why not.] responded the wolf-ghost, taking a seat. He put his elbow on the table and held his head in his hand. [The sun'll keep me cold 'cause I'm as hot as hell. Do you know how long I've been here?]
Shen followed his actions and took a seat as well, crossing his arms on the table. [Don't be sarcastic, it makes you look dim-witted,] he murmured. [And it's only been 10 minutes, Yugo. Unless you're interested in sipping tea and nibbling crumpets like some little prissy I know...]
[Tch. Cronos. Sometimes Xion. Even Gado, when he's angry,] Yugo said. [There's some freak zoarthrope I met a few minutes ago; I'm sure he'd do the same thing if he could come down here...]
The tiger-ghost suddenly noticed how much the other man had changed. Yugo made a lot more sense with his words than when the part-time boxer was going after the former leader of the ZLF. Also, though he defiantly was not the brightest crayon in the box, was awfully aware of scores of zoarthropes that other people didn't even know had a huge say in their world. Not many people knew this, however, and Yugo didn't want anyone finding out anyway.
[He was gay?] Shenlong asked coolly.
[Yep.]
[I knew it.]
[What a paradox.] Yugo raised his head gently, sniffing the air. He glanced around but didn't see the platter plunked down in front of them.
A brown-eyed girl looking about 14 years old stepped up to the gentlemen, grinning. Her brown hair was cut to neck length, and she wore a red v-neck sweater with black jeans.
"Yugo, Shenlong, hi!!" she chirped, waving wildly at the ghosts.
Both men instantly stuttered.
[Yugo, is that the brat Uriko?] Shen whispered behind his hand after staring at the girl.
[Yeah...but how can she talk to--]
"I can hear you, ya know!!" Uriko cut in, motioning for Shenlong to scoot over. He did so and the half-beast sat down. "I didn't know you guys were dead, though."
Yugo said, [You can talk to us?]
Uriko shook her head. "Nope."
[Then how can you hear us?] Shen asked.
"I dunno. I can hear voices in my head, like math." Then, as an afterthought, she added, "Eww. Math. Anywho, I brought you guys some tea and crackers to enjoy. Or something like that. I couldn't afford anything else."
Shenlong quickly reached across the table and took a cup of the steaming liquid. He hastily sipped a small taste before saying under his breath, [Oh, thanks God...for this second chance...but mostly for the tea.]
Yugo and Uriko watched, absorbed in the tiger's actions. He mumbled a curse and returned their gazes.
[If you were a clone like me, you'd understand these...these sudden urges to drink tea...]
"I didn't think Long had an obsession," Uriko stated. "I can't believe I missed that, and I'm his star pupil!"
[He doesn't.]
"Then how come you do? I don't get it."
[You don't need to.] Shen sipped his tea again. Yugo didn't bother to mess with his from that point on.
"Meanie!" Uriko cried out. "I'll ask Master Long then!"
[Riko, you're getting weird looks from people...] Yugo glanced around uneasily. [We should leave.]
[No one's hearing us; they're hearing her Yugo...]
Uriko suddenly became conscious of the stares she was catching. She certainly was speaking loud since hearing Shen's answers. Blushing madly, she lowered her voice.
"I'm...going outside..." she whispered before rising and scurrying into the main lobby.
[Shenlong...] Yugo said.
[What?]
[I'm sure other people will investigate the mysterious floating cup, too...]
[...Let's follow the girl.] Shenlong put down the cup, but not before finishing it off. He stood and trailed Uriko's actions.
The wolf-ghost smiled to himself. He actually outsmarted two people.
Shenlong: [The company GenSA don't own Bloody Roar. Yo!! Where's my cookie??!!!]
Dedication: This is for my friends in particular.
(Man, I was influenced by Yu-Gi-Oh today! And I can't fix the paragraph thing for CRAP. Please bear with it, and I'm sorry I took so long.)
Bloody Roar 3: Teahouse
The Jajyo Aje sat silently by himself in front of the teahouse Tsujae sent him to, oddly named Before Dawn, which to Shenlong meant kill before breakfast. He smirked softly and crossed his arms, glancing down at the tidy sidewalk he rested on. Many humans lived in the town, but zoarthropes practically powered the place. It was nice to see that some humans respected those of his kind, and that they, in turn, didn't wreck and destroy the place they were allowed to live in peace for once. He heard quiet conversations among the two species and loud daily interactions with everyday people, which included the selling of newspapers, samplings of food, and of course, toothpaste marketing. It seemed quite natural during the hours before midday.
*It wouldn't be bad to live here...maybe...* Shenlong murmured to himself.
Shenlong noticed a small newsstand across the street. He read the headline, and began to stand up to take a look, when he felt a hand place itself on his shoulder.
[Really now. You're trying to get an existent newspaper. It's against Ghost regulations to enter an area of the real world without reason. Even I learned that, Shenlong.]
[Tsujae?] Shen said, knowing full well it wasn't her. This person's smell was very different, a lot more hostile, careless...and unidentified to world around him. [Excuse me if I'm wrong, but you're lost, aren't you-- Yugo?! The hell?!]
The said wolf zoarthrope took his hand away as Shenlong spun about, staring at him with wide eyes. He wore a dark blue t-shirt, tucked into a pair of Tommy Hill jeans with a chain hanging out of each pocket.
[What?] Yugo said, grinning. [Why you so surprised man?]
Shenlong snapped out of his trance and shook his head. [How'd you get back to looking like that? And how'd you die?]
[I should be asking you.] Yugo replied. He pointed to Shen, who was dressed in a white tank top with dark blue jeans. His hair was tied back with his band again. [I got assassinated. Some girl put me in this. What was her name...Sue...Jay...uh, I can't remember, she was so fast to send me somewhere...]
[You must mean Tsujae, right?] the tiger-ghost replied.
[Yeah, that's right.] Yugo hastily said. He leaned forward slightly and glanced around before whispering, [She told me to go to this weirdo teashop that we standing in front of. What about you?]
Shenlong nodded. [Un huh, same thing. Do you want to go in or wait for Tsujae?]
[I say go in. She's taking too long.]
The tiger zoarthrope didn't state a reply. He walked towards the double frosted glass doors and opened them simultaneously, striding in before they closed and leaving Yugo to follow. He slipped in through the door itself, which wasn't a problem, being a ghost.
[Cool. I thought I'd just hit myself.] he thought, grinning and following Shen.
The people behind the counter were rather alarmed at the opening of both doors when no one went past them. A few seconds later, they thought of it as kids messing around the neighborhood and left it alone. Continuing with their yawning, grabbing newspapers, newspaper reading, and chatting, the two men walked along an uncomplicated yet appealing corridor past the ordering lines and entered a large, softly lit area of booths lined against the wall, tables methodically placed throughout the large room, and in depth detailed windows carved marvelously into the wall sides beside the booth. The teahouse had the elegance of a millionaire's restaurant, while retaining the simplicity and tranquility of a...teahouse.
[No wonder Long comes here...] Yugo and Shenlong said evenly, the mere atmosphere replacing rowdiness with composure.
Shenlong promptly found a booth unoccupied near the corner closest to the door, and motioned to Yugo. [Sit here?]
[Sure, why not.] responded the wolf-ghost, taking a seat. He put his elbow on the table and held his head in his hand. [The sun'll keep me cold 'cause I'm as hot as hell. Do you know how long I've been here?]
Shen followed his actions and took a seat as well, crossing his arms on the table. [Don't be sarcastic, it makes you look dim-witted,] he murmured. [And it's only been 10 minutes, Yugo. Unless you're interested in sipping tea and nibbling crumpets like some little prissy I know...]
[Tch. Cronos. Sometimes Xion. Even Gado, when he's angry,] Yugo said. [There's some freak zoarthrope I met a few minutes ago; I'm sure he'd do the same thing if he could come down here...]
The tiger-ghost suddenly noticed how much the other man had changed. Yugo made a lot more sense with his words than when the part-time boxer was going after the former leader of the ZLF. Also, though he defiantly was not the brightest crayon in the box, was awfully aware of scores of zoarthropes that other people didn't even know had a huge say in their world. Not many people knew this, however, and Yugo didn't want anyone finding out anyway.
[He was gay?] Shenlong asked coolly.
[Yep.]
[I knew it.]
[What a paradox.] Yugo raised his head gently, sniffing the air. He glanced around but didn't see the platter plunked down in front of them.
A brown-eyed girl looking about 14 years old stepped up to the gentlemen, grinning. Her brown hair was cut to neck length, and she wore a red v-neck sweater with black jeans.
"Yugo, Shenlong, hi!!" she chirped, waving wildly at the ghosts.
Both men instantly stuttered.
[Yugo, is that the brat Uriko?] Shen whispered behind his hand after staring at the girl.
[Yeah...but how can she talk to--]
"I can hear you, ya know!!" Uriko cut in, motioning for Shenlong to scoot over. He did so and the half-beast sat down. "I didn't know you guys were dead, though."
Yugo said, [You can talk to us?]
Uriko shook her head. "Nope."
[Then how can you hear us?] Shen asked.
"I dunno. I can hear voices in my head, like math." Then, as an afterthought, she added, "Eww. Math. Anywho, I brought you guys some tea and crackers to enjoy. Or something like that. I couldn't afford anything else."
Shenlong quickly reached across the table and took a cup of the steaming liquid. He hastily sipped a small taste before saying under his breath, [Oh, thanks God...for this second chance...but mostly for the tea.]
Yugo and Uriko watched, absorbed in the tiger's actions. He mumbled a curse and returned their gazes.
[If you were a clone like me, you'd understand these...these sudden urges to drink tea...]
"I didn't think Long had an obsession," Uriko stated. "I can't believe I missed that, and I'm his star pupil!"
[He doesn't.]
"Then how come you do? I don't get it."
[You don't need to.] Shen sipped his tea again. Yugo didn't bother to mess with his from that point on.
"Meanie!" Uriko cried out. "I'll ask Master Long then!"
[Riko, you're getting weird looks from people...] Yugo glanced around uneasily. [We should leave.]
[No one's hearing us; they're hearing her Yugo...]
Uriko suddenly became conscious of the stares she was catching. She certainly was speaking loud since hearing Shen's answers. Blushing madly, she lowered her voice.
"I'm...going outside..." she whispered before rising and scurrying into the main lobby.
[Shenlong...] Yugo said.
[What?]
[I'm sure other people will investigate the mysterious floating cup, too...]
[...Let's follow the girl.] Shenlong put down the cup, but not before finishing it off. He stood and trailed Uriko's actions.
The wolf-ghost smiled to himself. He actually outsmarted two people.