04-09-2018, 11:08 PM
& ᴛʜᴇ sᴡᴇᴇᴛ ᴄʜᴏᴄᴏʟᴀᴛᴇ ɢᴜɴ ᴅᴏᴇs ɴᴏᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛ ᴍᴇ
If the Kitsune was jumpy then he had no doubt killua would be dead at his feet. Which was lucky for them both that he was so finely controlled if a little finicky. No, Hisoka ran a tight ship, each action controlled to the fine edge of efficiency. Too much experience on the battlefield, even if his body never showed it. Too much simply too much. The newcomer twisted his head slightly, tails moving for a better view as his golden eyes landed on the cold stare of the deputy. So this was illumi's little brother then, spitfire that one.
Red-tinged the other's fur and he longed for a whiff of the ichor of his enemies. He imagined that the tinge of fear flavored the life-blood that stained the domestic's form before they died. Sweet intoxicidy blendable with the flavor of ice that the snowbound seemed to carry. However, as fate would have it no such thing was allowed. The young Zoldych too paranoid and far too mean to allow a sliver of a scent to slip through the careful wind he weaved around him. Such a pity, it would have smelled just like home for once.
The half covered snarl on the other's face made his eyes twinkle with amusement. Teeth flashing in their own subtle challenge to the other. An attempt to get under the other's skin. Killu was so very different from the rest of the lot, a different breed in comparison. Raised, molded to kill. Potential practically drowned his senses just in the presence of the individual- and Hisoka felt his own excitement edge dangerously at the thought of how much more power the other could draw.
Ice dripped between those gangs, the snowseaker none-too-pleased at the threat that he posed. Obviously assessing him as powerful- maybe even realizing a little how much threat that he held in that moment, Peirce's presence a possible hostage if things got too heated too quickly for the kitsune's likeing. His eyes tracked the first stranger to greet him even as Killua spoke.
"What good news for me, if anything else." The kitsune replied, tongue peeking out between pointed teeth. A teasing lilt to his voice edged with the spike of danger that he always carried around like a cloak. "Though, I am curious what earned me your ire so quickly. Enough to not trust me with your name." Kil's question going ignored for now as Hosoka went on his little way, avoiding the topic just to get the other to tick if only for a little bit longer. "It is not common courtesy to ask a question without offering information yourself. At least Peirce was trying to seem friendly."
Red-tinged the other's fur and he longed for a whiff of the ichor of his enemies. He imagined that the tinge of fear flavored the life-blood that stained the domestic's form before they died. Sweet intoxicidy blendable with the flavor of ice that the snowbound seemed to carry. However, as fate would have it no such thing was allowed. The young Zoldych too paranoid and far too mean to allow a sliver of a scent to slip through the careful wind he weaved around him. Such a pity, it would have smelled just like home for once.
The half covered snarl on the other's face made his eyes twinkle with amusement. Teeth flashing in their own subtle challenge to the other. An attempt to get under the other's skin. Killu was so very different from the rest of the lot, a different breed in comparison. Raised, molded to kill. Potential practically drowned his senses just in the presence of the individual- and Hisoka felt his own excitement edge dangerously at the thought of how much more power the other could draw.
Ice dripped between those gangs, the snowseaker none-too-pleased at the threat that he posed. Obviously assessing him as powerful- maybe even realizing a little how much threat that he held in that moment, Peirce's presence a possible hostage if things got too heated too quickly for the kitsune's likeing. His eyes tracked the first stranger to greet him even as Killua spoke.
"What good news for me, if anything else." The kitsune replied, tongue peeking out between pointed teeth. A teasing lilt to his voice edged with the spike of danger that he always carried around like a cloak. "Though, I am curious what earned me your ire so quickly. Enough to not trust me with your name." Kil's question going ignored for now as Hosoka went on his little way, avoiding the topic just to get the other to tick if only for a little bit longer. "It is not common courtesy to ask a question without offering information yourself. At least Peirce was trying to seem friendly."
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