05-14-2019, 01:40 AM
(This post was last modified: 05-14-2019, 01:40 AM by | KILLUA ZOLDYCK |.)
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Killua greatly enjoyed exploring territories. At this point, he had almost covered and memorized Elysium's territory, almost having a week to be able to do so without interruptions. There were a couple of territories that he did enjoy going to in the previous groups that he had visited over his lifetime. A group once had a territory that was located in the middle of a marsh. Killua hated it for the fact that he would end up getting covered in mud and wet at the same time. He would have to make sure that he placed his paws in the right place. But, the leader there at least had been interesting and one that had shared candy with him from time to time. He remembered the cat's name being Floralghost, and often wondered if the guy was still alive at all. Killua had no idea the other male's age when he had visited them a while ago, but he doubted the guy had simply died. The clan that he had resided in that area wasn't all that interesting, because at first, it had been a giant art museum that acted more like a mansion. The assassin didn't like the feel of the place as it reminded him a little bit too much of the mansion that he grew up it. He tried everything that he could to stay away from the main camp of the place and instead stay around the trees that surrounded the area. Ultimately, a massive underground cave in basically destroyed the entire building and they were forced to move. They moved to a cave that was near the edge of the open and was basically covered in tall grass and very few trees other than the trees at the edge of the territory. Killua was somewhat okay with this, the landscape was still kind of boring but at least they weren't in the building anymore and he could hide in the grass so that no one could find him. Another territory that he quite enjoyed was the group that Stark lead for a while. When Circusclown was the leader, the place just looked like a regular forest and he had never dwelled too deep into that version of the territory. After all, he was fairly certain that the leader wouldn't have wanted him too after seeing him two creatures not too far away from the border.
He knew that his mentor figure hadn't trusted him completely after that incident, and he couldn't really blame him for that. Then, that same group had moved to an abandoned city. As soon as Killua had heard that, he immediately paid the group a visit and began to explore the buildings and the abandoned cars that were left to rot. The expanse was amazing the landmarks were just a cool. Killua was luckier than Stark in that he never had a building crush him to death. He still remembered the time when Stark had actually been a tiger, but now was a dog. Similar to a regular child, he enjoyed discovering new things. Anything that he came across that he had never seen before, immediately took his interest. Thanks to his ears on a constant swivel, the two appendages moving independently from one another, he was able to hear movement that was nearing them. The wildcat was immediately able to identify who it was simply by the way that they walked. He attention turned toward Stark, not moving from his sitting position of where he was at. Every time that he came across the canine, Killua always seemed to take a moment to look the guy over as if to make sure that he wasn't dying. Killua would raise one of his paws again and wave toward the much older male. "Yo." Killua greeted, a small grin placing itself onto his face. It was always nice to have Stark around. At the mention of interrupting them, Killua shrugged his shoulders. "Not really. We're just talking at the moment." Killua stated calmly like he usually did with regular conversations. Once Honey started talking again, he looked back over toward the pup, a neutral look now on his face at her words. Killua could understand her actions. When he was bored, the assassin often times went off to other groups entirely to see what they were about. Whether they were enemies or not didn't matter to him.
This usually meant he found himself in a decent amount of trouble, but he could hold his own, and if he really need to teleport out of a bad situation. A small grin spread across his jaws looking at her, not meaning to be the hard ass that was laying down the rules. "Boredom is certainly painful to go through huh? It's okay, just make sure to keep on your guard so that you don't run into any strangers. Stranger danger and all that." The only reason why he was letting the pup off easy, was because of the fact that he would try his best to keep track of her with his enhanced senses without her really knowing. Some could consider it creepy, Killua simply considered it to be him being protective. He could only imagine what would happen to the pup if she came across one of his family thinking that they were nice people. Illumi wouldn't hesitate to kill a child, he had seen his older brother do it before his eyes. The atmosphere certainly seemed to be relaxed, and his gaze would travel between Stark and Honey. A second passed, before a mischevious grin spread across his facial features getting up onto his paws and padding closer to Honey. It was there that Killua would lean it and whisper in Honey's ear in almost a giggle. "A secret between you and me, Stark's actual name is Stork. I've known him for a long time now, and he enjoys being called his actual name." Killua would state with a chuckle, but made sure to keep his voice low enough that Stark wouldn't be able to hear him speak. After he said that, the wildcat would simply sit down, with a shit eating grin on his face, curious to see how Honey would react to his words and if she would start calling the canine by the nickname that he had actually made up for his father figure. Of course, Stark could just start calling him by the ridiculous nickname that he had created as well, but it would still be hilarious to get others to get along with it. Similar to how Ghost had called him by the stupid nickname as soon as they met.
He knew that his mentor figure hadn't trusted him completely after that incident, and he couldn't really blame him for that. Then, that same group had moved to an abandoned city. As soon as Killua had heard that, he immediately paid the group a visit and began to explore the buildings and the abandoned cars that were left to rot. The expanse was amazing the landmarks were just a cool. Killua was luckier than Stark in that he never had a building crush him to death. He still remembered the time when Stark had actually been a tiger, but now was a dog. Similar to a regular child, he enjoyed discovering new things. Anything that he came across that he had never seen before, immediately took his interest. Thanks to his ears on a constant swivel, the two appendages moving independently from one another, he was able to hear movement that was nearing them. The wildcat was immediately able to identify who it was simply by the way that they walked. He attention turned toward Stark, not moving from his sitting position of where he was at. Every time that he came across the canine, Killua always seemed to take a moment to look the guy over as if to make sure that he wasn't dying. Killua would raise one of his paws again and wave toward the much older male. "Yo." Killua greeted, a small grin placing itself onto his face. It was always nice to have Stark around. At the mention of interrupting them, Killua shrugged his shoulders. "Not really. We're just talking at the moment." Killua stated calmly like he usually did with regular conversations. Once Honey started talking again, he looked back over toward the pup, a neutral look now on his face at her words. Killua could understand her actions. When he was bored, the assassin often times went off to other groups entirely to see what they were about. Whether they were enemies or not didn't matter to him.
This usually meant he found himself in a decent amount of trouble, but he could hold his own, and if he really need to teleport out of a bad situation. A small grin spread across his jaws looking at her, not meaning to be the hard ass that was laying down the rules. "Boredom is certainly painful to go through huh? It's okay, just make sure to keep on your guard so that you don't run into any strangers. Stranger danger and all that." The only reason why he was letting the pup off easy, was because of the fact that he would try his best to keep track of her with his enhanced senses without her really knowing. Some could consider it creepy, Killua simply considered it to be him being protective. He could only imagine what would happen to the pup if she came across one of his family thinking that they were nice people. Illumi wouldn't hesitate to kill a child, he had seen his older brother do it before his eyes. The atmosphere certainly seemed to be relaxed, and his gaze would travel between Stark and Honey. A second passed, before a mischevious grin spread across his facial features getting up onto his paws and padding closer to Honey. It was there that Killua would lean it and whisper in Honey's ear in almost a giggle. "A secret between you and me, Stark's actual name is Stork. I've known him for a long time now, and he enjoys being called his actual name." Killua would state with a chuckle, but made sure to keep his voice low enough that Stark wouldn't be able to hear him speak. After he said that, the wildcat would simply sit down, with a shit eating grin on his face, curious to see how Honey would react to his words and if she would start calling the canine by the nickname that he had actually made up for his father figure. Of course, Stark could just start calling him by the ridiculous nickname that he had created as well, but it would still be hilarious to get others to get along with it. Similar to how Ghost had called him by the stupid nickname as soon as they met.
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