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ROKUROU ᴍᴀʟᴇᴠᴏʟᴇɴᴛ ᴅɪᴄᴋ RANGETSU ([personal profile] swordhardy) wrote in [community profile] peacockstop 2024-02-17 09:23 pm (UTC)

[ Rokurou whistles, admiring the dent his companion has impressively punched into the elevator wall. It doesn't solve the problem whatsoever, no, but it shows that he's strong. One thing the daemon loves is someone strong; it's a shame that he can't challenge him to a fight in this enclosed space. Too small. There's absolutely no room to battle. ]

I hope they don't end up charging you for that, haha.

[ The elevator remains in place. Even if the girl had been startled by such violence she remains steadfast, refusing to move it until they agree to her demands. She huffs, crossing her arms once she collects herself. Rokurou, on his end, is scratching his head trying to figure out a way to please all parties.

Not an easy feat. He bounces between the two others—a very irritated red haired man and a very irritated painting—before trying again. ]


Well... I'm Rokurou Rangetsu, like I said. [ he even offers half a bow, remaining genial. he said it before BUT this is a proper introduction, hello. ] I agree that it's a painting. Most paintings I know don't do this ... but women don't change their minds easily. [ "He's right!" ] Anyway. So let's get to know each other. [ because this is clearly the answer to someone cursing about a possessed painting wanting them to do some fuck, ] Let's see... I'm a yaksha and war daemon. I love battle and fights, and I'm a swordsman. I love swords. I also like sweet potatoes. [ there. perfect. ] How about you?

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