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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2014 7:26 pm
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No one could have possibly prepared him for this.
If there was one thing about Lutz, it was that he was deathly protective of his marionette cross and his strings--after all, hand them off to someone, and that individual could essentially play around with his limbs. He could resist, of course, but it the sensation of having to fight to gain control of his own body was one that was intensely irritating.
That was why the boil did not take the suddenly tugs too kindly. One minute, he was lost in his own thoughts, and the next, his arm was suddenly involuntarily jerked backwards. And then again.
Pulling himself free, Lutz whirled around to face the ghoul, sea green eyes narrowed. "What in hell's name do you think you're doing?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2014 9:15 pm
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...Wha. W-wha....wha?! Completely and utterly stunned by not only the sheer gall of this ghoul but her incredible strength, Lutz was almost...docile as he flopped limply in her hold. What the jacking hell was going on here?! Was this little brat seriously kidnapping him or something?!
The more she talked, the more convinced he was that she wasn't very right in the head. As he was deposited none-too-gently in a chair, the boil let out a faint wince but was barely given any time to dwell on the pain when the stranger all but thrust her face into his.
Sweet Sally.
Honestly, he could try to run, but he sincerely doubted that he could get away from this madwoman fast enough. That being said, it wasn't like he was getting any sort of malicious feeling from her. She seemed harmless enough, just...annoying.
Deciding to humour her for just a bit, the marionette leaned back with a scowl. "...My name is Lutz. What's yours, Kooky?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2014 9:23 pm
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Anna was not at all bothered by picking up Lutz, he was lucky she didn't throw him like behemoths often did for fun. Rough housing.
She didn't seem to mind his scowl, and as he leaned back, she leaned forward, ears and eyes at attention. And he was right to assume there was no ill intent, but a general if forced sort of need for knowledge.
"A pleasure to meet you Lutz, the marionette. I am Annalise, and arctic behemoth from the winterlands." She waited for him to acknowledge her species, as it was a dominant race after all before leaning back.
"Kooky is nickname because I am a bit off, am I right?" she turned her head again, "That is okay too. No one has understood me for a long time, I do not expect them too now. So! Tell me of your protect against the puppeteers. And how you keep your strings."
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2014 9:34 pm
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"...Oh, I see." His reply was flat, and probably not the one that Annalise had been hoping for, but that was because he had internalized most of his other reactions. An arctic behemoth, huh? That sure as hell explained how such a tiny thing could life him so easily. In comparison, well...he hated to admit it, but his slender arms wouldn't be able to carry even half the weight she did without making his knees buckle.
Grimacing at the thought, he gave a little shake of his head before directing his attention back onto the ghoul. "Yes, Kooky is your new nickname for exactly that reason." He wasn't sure whether to feel bad at the mention of no one understanding her, but that was quickly pushed aside by...other matters.
He clearly had no idea that "puppeteers" had a different meaning for her. "...Protect myself against puppeteers? ...Well I mean, I guess I'd just...you know, try to keep my cross and my strings away from them so that they can't screw around with my body."
Like you did... He mentally added after a beat of pause.
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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2014 8:36 am
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In the middle of Lutz talking, and with Anna never breaking eye contact, she pulled a very large bag of potato crisp from her dress, again..without breaking eye contact, she slowly (annoyingly) opened the bag and then munched on the chips.
Had to keep energy up for the behemoth, as her form was small for the power she held.
"Fascinating, I wonder if it is a mind over matter, and this, by keeping your strings and cross close to you, it keeps them away. I cannot compete with the power of mind..." She munched on her chips looking thoughtful before holding it out for Lutz.
"Do you want a snack?" It was a very big deal for her to share, but she supposed it was an apology of sorts for playing with his strings.
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