@liferusher@Lunarlors34@demonspade64@Kitsune@Soragoku@Lunarlors34@Seirei No Hai@dabombjk@Spriggs27@Lucius Cypher@ForettThe moron's finger continued to point outwards to the man, the catgirl, and the space that once held the maid. His thoughts were racing by so much he barely noticed she had left. After all, who had time to notice anything in the middle of his probable biggest freakout in....well ever. The man, as if not bothered at all by his yelling and confusion, he simply outstretched his hand as if nothing was wrong and introduced himself.
"Hi, I'm Daisuke, its nice to meet you. And your name is?" The guy, Daisuke, had a shockingly warm smile and attitude about him.
Ease continued to stutter despite this as if still continuing to process everything. Yoshinobu even put her hand on his shoulder in what could only be an effort to calm him down. Even telling them they just seemed to be here for a break. He couldn't really think coherent actual thoughts, but if he could, they'd be somewhere around the lines of
am I the only one who actually understands how fucking big this is right now?! He stammered a bit more like a moron, hands spread at each side in that same expression of his surprise. He looked between Daisuke's hand and face multiple times, as if the guy was giving him a gun or something.
"Butta bah-Butta bah-B-b-butta baaah-"But before his "butta bah" ing could commence, Ratatosk had gotten annoyed again. The idiot he was helping was once again had to just stammer on and get distracted didn't he? The squirrel crawled onto the shoulder Yoshinobu didn't touch. He let out a sigh and reared up his head and front teeth for a "wake-up bite."
In the seconds before he could, there was another quack and a very audible explosion. The first one was rather quiet and far, but notable. "Ratatosk: What the...?" He shook his head. Not important. Whatever it was, guards could deal with it. He looked up to see the fool stammering still. What was with this guy right now...? He reared for the second bit only...Why was there muffled screaming from up top? Shit didn't that girl head up there? He darted his head over to Ease again. "Moron! Snap out of it!" He said before finally biting him again.
In an instance, Ease's entire body arched up in surprise. Unlike usual bites from the rodent, this one was particularly deep.
"FUCKING SHIT!" He yelled before glancing at his shoulder. Of course it was Ratatosk...who else? He rubbed his shoulder as the furry rodent made his way to his other shoulder, next to Yoshinobu's hand. Wait...he blinked twice as if his brain finally was back into reality.
"Um....where am-Oh right!" He said, fist to his open hand in remembrance. He turned towards Yoshinobu and scratched his head.
"Shit...Sorry about that Yoshi. Kinda went off the handle for a sec." He looked around and saw even more confused bartenders, more than likely confused at his outburst.
"Ah...Sorry everyone about that. I kinda overreacted there." He finally turned back to Daisuke, about to return the handshake offer. Before he could, a certain squirrel got close to his ear.
"Ratatosk: That other girl went upstairs. Ease, I heard muffle screaming upstairs and I can smell blood. There's something up."
Shit, shit,
shit! How did everything go wrong so fast again? He closed his eyes.
Fuck being a hero, man. He ran over to the stair and after getting on the first step, shouted over to Daisuke, enough for him to hear at least.
"Daisuke, my name's Ease! I'll shake your hand in a sec, but just give me one sec, okay?" He went up those stairs...Fuck, what was going on now...?
Getting up the stairs was fairly quick actually. He pretty much zoomed up them. Then came that hallway...that door was open. It seemed so ordinary so...simple to eyes that didn't have an idea of what was going on. He gulped. He knew damn well there was something up. It shouldn't be this normal. It shouldn't be. He walked slowly, each step getting heavier than the last. His thoughts were focused primarily on how this anticipation was the worst thing. His footsteps got closer. That damned familiar stench of blood was ripping into his nose. He put a hand to his chest without looking down. Way too familiar...Stray gulps were the only other sound. He was only a few feet from the door opening now.
He couldn't help but be overcome by an even worse feeling of dread than the previous one. Sweat was streaming down. He wasn't backing down though. It was a sense of "shit,
what's going on here?" than any feeling of fear at whoever caused all this. He could already figured out something got hurt or killed. He just didn't know what else to make of it. He wasn't fearful. Simply filled with anxiety. That was it, right?
