A new perceptive is needed
Jitter Doll
It started when he saw her.
A mysterious girl with a cart full of pocky. She ignored everyone staring at her and the cart of sweets.
The man watching her never saw a school uniform like that.
A really short white and black skirt, matching stockings with black dress shoes, with grey wedge heels. The uniform was a black high white collared blazer with a red ascot was, white cuffs, with gold buttons and trim.
Her pearl colored hair was tied in twin hooped braids held together by a jade ribbon. A chain connected to an iron sword shaped cross stabbing through the snake head of the Ouroboros symbol welded on it. It was wrapped around her left braid with the sword and serpent part hanging at the left side of her chest. A cowlick came from herhead curving back.
She was also quite pretty, aesthetically anyway. A symmetrical face, slight mouth, wide expressive eyes, soft looking, and a buxom slender body type.
To the man watching her, she looked like a statue when she stood still. A hooded neutral expression, he noted there was green eyeshadow in the outer corners of her eyes with long eyes were a deep shade of amber, a small frown on her face. She always seemed focused on something, there was a serpentine focus in her glasses covered gaze.
It was scary and really mysterious; for the past few weeks he noticed this. She seemed to go through carts of anything she bought, but she didn't look any fatter.
What was she up to? Was she a transient with amazing secret power? Was she secretly some sort of secret agent? What was that pocky for? Was she some sort of monster that survived on sugar?
"Oi, what are you following me for?" The girl demanded inside of an alley.
When did he get inside of an alley? And where did the cart of pocky go?
" followed me! B. That is none of your business and don't ask for any! C. You're really close to a kick where the sun doesn't shine!" the girl pointed out.
Wait, was he talking out loud?
"...You're pretty slow, huh?" the girl said out loud," I could hear your incessant mumbling since the stop about twenty minutes back."
... His face went bashful.
"Oopsie," the man mumbled with flushed cheeks.
He was so deep in thought he accidentally stalked a bishoujo into a dark out of the way alley.
"... you are the first person I have ever heard use the word 'oopsie'…" the girl trailed off with crossed arms.
"Oh, I was just thinking that you are really suspicious, like every day for the past few weeks you've been buying carts of pocky, mochi, lollipops, gum, and stuff. I mean you should be fat, nat saying that you are fat just so much sugar is bad for you, so I started thinking you were buying that stuff for a master, but you look human, so I thought maybe you were some sort of transient, then I started wondering where you might be from, or that you use sugar to fly, maybe you were trying to gain weight, but protein defs works better than sugar in the looks department, not like a bishoujo like you need it, then I wondered if you were a secret agent of some sort, and then I uh … what? was it something I said?" The man asked at the glare the girl was giving him.
She stared up at the tall and buff transient before her.
The man watching her was a therian, a large dragon kind one. Red and flesh colored scales, a strong-man's build, two horn-like protrusions jutted from his brow curving behind his head around rabbit-like ears. His face had six prominent spikes framing it with spikes going up his horns and to his ears.
Flesh color was splashed under the red of his reptile-like small snout lining up from under his wide slanted eyes. They were a yellow sclera with pink- no glowing red eyes that looked pink due to some sort of weird saturation screen effect. Flesh colored four fingered hands and four toed digitigrade feet, with wicked rose red talons.
"Heh, I know I look good and everything, but checkin' me out doesn't answer my question," the dragon boasted while putting his arms out and flexing his guns, " names Cthugha by the way, a hero."
His modified leather jacket with that graphic low neck yellow tee didn't hide the muscle he had.
The girl had a flat look at the hammy grin and wink he did. Also a hero?
Seriously?
But what she focused on was the weird feel of him.
"What portal are you from?" She asked while watching him go into a different pose.
"The old ones, you know the one right? I mean you wouldn't ask if you didn't know about the different worlds so….," she stopped listening to him.
She thought back to how her pink haired mentor complained about those from the world of the old ones were likened to those 'outside of reason.'
But oddly enough they didn't need an observer or rather their observer was one that was broken.
'That brat is like a baby pseudo master unit!? How the hell is that possible!?"
Mistress Kokonoe was like that sometimes.
"...so like that guy and I just can't seem to really talk, we go to the same school and everything-" Cthugha was then interrupted.
"Nyarlathotep, right?" the girl asked.
She remembered that one, he was a wily little devil, but was quite the baby when you cut him off from the other hims.
"...man is that guy really so popular that you heard of him, its cause of his music stuff isn't it? I'm supposed to be the hero nobody really li- er, nobody knows me...oh man I got off topic!" Cthugha exclaimed while putting his hands on his head.
"Kay, look, I really need to go somewhere…" the girl trailed off at the drooping of Cthugha's ears," what?"
"Are you ditching me?" Cthugha asked while poking his pointer fingers together. Were those tears in his eye?
The girl resisted an eye roll, he followed her into a dark alley.
She was not the bad guy right now!
She was trying to get away so the auto transport wouldn't draw anybody in. Like the fact that they are both already in….the…
" Oh, no.." the girl muttered as they were already in the time space lapse zone.
"S-so are you trying to ditch me?" the red dragon therian asked as if he were talking to a long time friend.
They just met!
The girl facepalmed then grounded out,"take a look around, you ditz."
"Wha, ditz!? That's mea- whoa what's with the off color dome, it's actually pretty cool looking!" He exclaimed with bright eyes," miss Bishojou, what's this about?"
"...First off my name is Shesha," the girl said with gritted teeth," Second this is a teleportation field."
She was legitimately trembling in concealed rage as she continued," third it was designed for one person to be sent to a specific location at a specific time."
"...Oh, I uh- get it?" Cthugha tried to sound like he understood what she said.
Her nostrils flared at the false confirmation. She pulled him down to her level by his jacket's collar. He flushed at the sudden closeness and felt a familiar heat run through him. It got worse when she smiled kindly at him.
She was the type of pretty most people would appreciate.
"It means that you just added your mass to an already predetermined amount of calculated displaced matter equal to my existence to superposition me to a new space," Shesha sweetly espoused.
"Oh...that's…. Great?" He tried with a strained smile.
He wasn't sure what this girl just told him, but she was smiling. So that meant she wasn't angry at him.
Her eyes narrowed greatly at him making him gulp.
"No, not great, and if we survive this I'm going to-" her seemingly gentle rebuke was cut off as electric lines surrounded them.
In a flash the entire state of things changed and suddenly they were falling.
"Son of-gah?" the pearl haired girl's swear was interrupted when he pulled her close.
He put his back towards the coming green.
Snaps a cracks of wood were heard as they crashed through the foliage. Cthugha grunted at the shock of crushing several bushes beneath him, but kept the now confused girl close.
Keeping the damsel in distress safe was a hero's job.
He wasn't really sure what was going on, but he probably just misunderstood everything.
The obvious thing about this girl was, she looked like she needed help.
What else was a hero supposed to do?
"...Not mistake their inner monologue as an outer one…" the girl answered.
…"Oopsie."
Shesha just looked up at him, he was flushed with puffed up cheeks. The temperature rose inside him again forcing her to use her rule of juxtaposition to place that potential energy aside from him. She didn't want to be near him when it went critical mass.
"So you want to help me?" Shesha asked.
The smile on this goodly dunces face almost warmed the cockles of her scarred and broken heart
"Well, yeah not like I have anything better to do," Cthugha cheered.
He was sturdy, slow enough to be manipulated, but volatile with a hidden melancholy hidden by a hope for better. Shesha picked up on how this spaz thought, but she couldn't just leave him. From their flight she saw that they were near the Kaka village.
... The total level of ditziness might kill her before she got a chance to pull off her plan for this loop.
They stood in the woods, the dragon therian looked around wondering where he was.
He didn't notice her left amber eye flash bright bright green,
She'd make use of him, even if this loop was a bust she'd get more chances to succeed.
It's been 459 loops already, she could deal with a few outlier timelines. Shesha was going through the motions at this point anyway.
The dragon turned to the girl and his face went into shock.
"Oh- uh umm," he went as he stumbled on how to ask.
"What?" Shesha asked with flat eyes.
"What was your name?" Cthugha asked sheepishly.
Shesha rolled her eyes with a hand to her hip.
" Pay attention this time otherwise I'll forget your name," she warned.
"Eh, really!?" Cthugha asked in shock.
"Oi!" Shesha warned.
"Ah- sorry," he said.
Shesha juxtaposed the explosive energy from him again.
"Whatever Cthugha," she said while walking up to him.
She looked Cthugha dead in the eyes as she told him her name.
"My name is Shesha-Alma Terumi Ayatsuki. Don't make things harder for me, okay ya big lug?"
Is she Terumi reborn... could be.