Tapfic
Sleeping
The Lycanthrope agency sat square in the center of Timber, the largest city (and really- the only one big enough to be called such) in the Den of Wolves.
Really, it looked a bit depressing- with how empty it was compared to how much space the old wood building took up.
The shoddily painted " hiring " sign hung crooked on the front door- as though whoever created it didn't really want applications. The sadder reality of it was they were simply that sucky of a craftsman. Large clawed hands didn't work well with small canvases.
But regardless, it was Rumi Kmori's job to stand in the main hall and interview the shmucks that came in. Unfortunately.
" Hm, I see- and you want to work here because..? "
The demon had grown tiered of fiddling with her hair; and instead clicked the nib of her pen. In and out again.
" Well, ya' see- "
What followed was an entire, steaming and stinking pile of bullshit.
Now; as a demon who's power granted her strength over the dishonest in particular- she was quite the fan of fibbers, deal breakers, manipulators, and cunning conmen. Unfortunately for this one, their lies were not entertaining in the slightest. No originality! Not even a lick of theatrics! Just a dull waste of time.
Another monster that simply wanted a license to cross the rift.
All these sad little clumps of fingernail scum, thinking a dying Headhunter agency would be desperate enough for hires to take in any old sleaze bag. Once they had their license they would disappear into the next world- feasting on the fresh corpses of those poor, weak little humans.
Fortunately for those poor, weak, and apparently tasty little humans- Rumi could spot the lie before she saw the color of the other's eyes.
" Apologies' friend, but you're going to have to find a different, slightly dumber meal ticket," the final two words dripped like venom from her mouth as she spoke them. Veins of shadow wrapped around the lying ghoul's rotting limbs as they sputtered a defense, and with little grace they were thrown from the main hall's front door.
It really was getting tedious by now.
Rika needed to hurry up and close the applications before Rumi cashed in one of her favors to make the woman jump off a cliff.
Don't misunderstand- the Tamer would most certainly live, given her particular circumstance. But it would hurt like a bitch.
Really, it looked a bit depressing- with how empty it was compared to how much space the old wood building took up.
The shoddily painted " hiring " sign hung crooked on the front door- as though whoever created it didn't really want applications. The sadder reality of it was they were simply that sucky of a craftsman. Large clawed hands didn't work well with small canvases.
But regardless, it was Rumi Kmori's job to stand in the main hall and interview the shmucks that came in. Unfortunately.
" Hm, I see- and you want to work here because..? "
The demon had grown tiered of fiddling with her hair; and instead clicked the nib of her pen. In and out again.
" Well, ya' see- "
What followed was an entire, steaming and stinking pile of bullshit.
Now; as a demon who's power granted her strength over the dishonest in particular- she was quite the fan of fibbers, deal breakers, manipulators, and cunning conmen. Unfortunately for this one, their lies were not entertaining in the slightest. No originality! Not even a lick of theatrics! Just a dull waste of time.
Another monster that simply wanted a license to cross the rift.
All these sad little clumps of fingernail scum, thinking a dying Headhunter agency would be desperate enough for hires to take in any old sleaze bag. Once they had their license they would disappear into the next world- feasting on the fresh corpses of those poor, weak little humans.
Fortunately for those poor, weak, and apparently tasty little humans- Rumi could spot the lie before she saw the color of the other's eyes.
" Apologies' friend, but you're going to have to find a different, slightly dumber meal ticket," the final two words dripped like venom from her mouth as she spoke them. Veins of shadow wrapped around the lying ghoul's rotting limbs as they sputtered a defense, and with little grace they were thrown from the main hall's front door.
It really was getting tedious by now.
Rika needed to hurry up and close the applications before Rumi cashed in one of her favors to make the woman jump off a cliff.
Don't misunderstand- the Tamer would most certainly live, given her particular circumstance. But it would hurt like a bitch.