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Post by Leifiel Hilde on Jan 10, 2014 5:09:46 GMT -7
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"I am not a wet chick!" Leifiel retorted indignantly, glaring at Dylan for making that asinine comparison. He wasn't too pleased being treated like a child when he's already (or should've been) a man. "And what I'm doing is none of your concern!"
Leifiel made a whine of protest as Dylan placed that heavy raincoat of his over him, even though the little redhead himself was covered from head to toe. The other's raincoat was heavier than it looked...and it reeked of that nauseous odor! "Are you still using that infernal soap?!" Leifiel practically shrieked at the other as he tried to get the raincoat off of him. "I thought I'd told you to stop using it!"
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Post by Dylan McNeil on Jan 12, 2014 23:31:17 GMT -7
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As Leifiel tried to get the raincoat off, Dylan was trying to keep it on the little guy. There wasn't any harm in trying to look out for him...Actually, it was more akin to Dylan getting in trouble with Mrs. Hilde if she finds out that he'd neglected to do so. And that hurt in more ways than one.
Dylan laughed when Leifiel complained about the soap he uses and said, "Oh, come on...What will I use then? Got any recommendations?"
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Post by Leifiel Hilde on Jan 13, 2014 0:38:48 GMT -7
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The raincoat isn't coming off, no matter how hard Leifiel tried to get it off. When Dylan finally managed to fasten the clasps to hold the massive coat around his tiny frame, the little redhead grumbled in protest, but could do nothing to get it off. It was simply tiring...but at least he's not getting any more drenched than he already is.
"Recommendations?" Leifiel repeated, huffing haughtily. "You asked if I have recommendations for you? Ha!"
"If you can manage to procure some Mandragora plants, their blooms can produce some fragrant oils." he said, looking at Dylan in a 'see-if-you-can-do-that' stare.
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Post by Dylan McNeil on Jan 13, 2014 0:46:48 GMT -7
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Not minding the fact that the only thing protecting him from the heavy rain is his padded jacket, Dylan pulled the hood of his raincoat over Leifiel's head and patted it a few times. Seeing the kid all bundled up warm was worth it.
Not to mention hilarious. Dylan couldn't help but snicker. In an amused way.
"Mandra...Wait, wasn't that the plant that looks and cries like a big ugly baby?" Despite his state of 'normalcy', Dylan was knowledgeable about magical plants. Considering the fact that he's friends with a family of magicians, that was to be expected. "Are you trying to kill me, kid?" he asked, looking hurt.
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Post by Leifiel Hilde on Jan 13, 2014 1:01:28 GMT -7
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Leifiel glared at Dylan for that snicker. That stupid steak maniac is enjoying this, he grumbled audibly as he tried to shuffle in the overgrown coat. Some people just have all the luck when it comes to height!
"As if there's anything in this world that can kill the likes of you!" Leifiel snapped in retort. "I doubt even the fiend king of Daemonium can kill you!"
"And drop that look; you're not fooling anyone with it!"
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Post by Dylan McNeil on Jan 13, 2014 1:28:46 GMT -7
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The snicker turned into a fit of laughter. Dylan started laughing so much that he'd doubled over, even with Leifiel probably throwing death glares at him.
"Aww, that's cute of you, kid!" Dylan managed to say in between laughs. "Didn't know you thought that highly of me~" He wiped the tears (and rainwater) off his eyes and continued. "But come on; I know I'm good, but not that good!"
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Post by Leifiel Hilde on Jan 13, 2014 3:34:56 GMT -7
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"Aww, that's cute of you, kid!"
Leifiel's cheeks turned as red as his hair at the comment; good thing he had the ginormous raincoat to hide it with. He tried to come up with a retort, but all Dylan would hear was sputtering. "Don't mock me!" the little redhead snapped before snubbing the militia man. Oh, why won't the rain let up already?!
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Post by Dylan McNeil on Jan 13, 2014 3:59:53 GMT -7
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Oh, that was cute of the kid to act all tough like that! If Dylan wasn't laughing hard before, he definitely was now.
"Whoever said anything about mocking you?" Dylan finally said (but not before nearly ending up choking from laughing too much). "I'm being perfectly honest here!"
He then looked up and saw the sky brighten a little. "Looks like the sky's decided to be generous! Say..." He reached down to tap Leifiel's shoulder and said, "How about we go to the tavern and get something warm...Like steak!"
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Post by Leifiel Hilde on Jan 13, 2014 4:09:38 GMT -7
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Leifiel was now being such a grumpy little bundle now. He'd have run into the rain, heavy or not, if it weren't for the heavy raincoat. Little did he know that Dylan was really just looking out for him, despite the way the militia man was laughing at him now.
"What?" came Leifiel's annoyed reply when Dylan called his attention. His glare narrowed when he heard the word 'steak'.
'Steak'.
"Is that all you ever think about?! Steak?!" Leifiel practically exploded, ranting at Dylan's face.
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Post by Dylan McNeil on Jan 13, 2014 4:20:24 GMT -7
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Despite the high possibility of getting yelled at, Dylan just couldn't help asking the kid out for steak. Besides, the kid could use to lighten up a little. And it wasn't as if Leifiel was going to pay for both their food!
Dylan laughed, holding up both his hands as if to appease the obviously annoyed-to-no-end Leifiel. "Whoa, whoa, whoa! What's so bad about liking steak?" he asked innocently. "After all, you like potatoes a big deal! It's no different from that!"
"Don't worry; I'll have Master add some mashed potatoes to your plate!"
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Post by Leifiel Hilde on Jan 13, 2014 4:32:14 GMT -7
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Leifiel froze, struck dumb when the word 'potatoes' was brought up. His cheeks turned pink again as he stared incredulously at Dylan, who was just really after a hot meal shared with a friend.
So is that how it is? Words about how he wanted to deny that couldn't come out of his mouth properly, instead they came out as a mass of jumbled noises. Instead, his hand was out from under the raincoat and with a wave, Leifiel sent a mudball straight to Dylan's face.
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Post by Dylan McNeil on Jan 13, 2014 4:42:41 GMT -7
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There was an air of silence that loomed over that particular part of the street. It was an innocent-looking storefront with a striped awning over the front door and display window. The awning provided little shelter from the rain that had been falling all day, but that didn't stop two people from seeking cover under it. Nothing suspicious.
Except for the flying mudball that hit the taller man straight at the head.
>SPLAT!!!<
Dylan was still as mud dripped from his face. Then, he calmly brought his hand up and wiped as much of the mud off his eyes as he could. After he'd cleared the mess off his eyes, he looked at Leifiel.
"So that's how it's going to be, huh?" he said as he reached over and grabbed the little redhead, tucking him under his arm. "Looks like it's time for a little life lesson."
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Post by Leifiel Hilde on Jan 13, 2014 4:54:03 GMT -7
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It was more of a spur of the moment thing. Leifiel was actually trying to send water flying at Dylan's face, but a mudball works either way! Although, it was also something that Leifiel had failed to think through. Especially when Dylan suddenly picked him up and started carrying him away. That was unexpected.
Surprised, Leifiel tried to get that arm off of him. Something about the way Dylan said 'little life lesson' didn't sit well with him. "What are you going to do?" he asked apprehensively.
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Post by Dylan McNeil on Jan 13, 2014 5:03:41 GMT -7
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Kid takes after his mother, most definitely. Dylan had always regarded Fo'lleafe as the friendliest member of the Hilde family, and it was unfortunate that Leifiel had inherited Tellycra's temperament. The kid could use some lessons on socializing, something Dylan had brought upon himself to do. He didn't think it'd be this difficult though, but then again, he never turned down a challenge.
When Leifiel asked what he was going to do, Dylan simply answered, "Oh, you'll see~" Then he headed towards a well sitting at a corner. The well looked old, having fallen into disuse, but Dylan had already checked it and found it to still be with water.
He climbed up the well's edge and, with one foot in the bucket, he said, "Here's the lesson about cleaning up your act!"
With that, Dylan jumped into the well, with Leifiel in tow.
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Post by Leifiel Hilde on Jan 13, 2014 5:15:29 GMT -7
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A feeling of dread came over Leifiel when they started heading towards a part of the street that he rarely traveled, more specifically that old well at the corner. Something about that didn't make any sense; that well was old and was rarely even used anymore since a better water system was implemented a long time ago.
Wait...Dylan couldn't possibly be thinking of throwing him into it, is he?!
"You wouldn't...!" Leifiel said in protest, gasping once they're at the well's edge. He tried to think of a way out, but Dylan's arm was very much like steel around his torso.
When Dylan climbed onto the edge, Leifiel was already expecting the worst.
"Don't do it---!!!" Leifiel screamed as Dylan jumped into the well. It wasn't what he was expecting, really, but the little redhead was far too shocked to care about that little detail.
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