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A collar? Did you want a collar? I've heard that some humans now wear collars as a regular accessory--are you one of those humans?

{{He's not gonna let go--instead he's just going to play with those little feathers on your head there. They are quite amusing.

      « Don’t call me pet —you don’t fucking own me, I don’t have a collar with your name written in the tag or wha— AND DON’T TOUCH ME! »

Cue Zeppeli swatting away the bara hands and trying to go away. What a nuisance you are, Pillar Jojo. What a nuisance indeed.

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{{Whoa whoa whoa. Hold up. Did this female really just question the quality of his physical attribtues? Oh no. Nope. He's gonna strut on closer because holy shit Suzie are you blind, this is the man at the peak of physical perfection, and also wearing a loincloth.

Are your eyes bad, because I see no flaws here.

[Alright, alright. A little more impressive. But she won’t gush over it just yet. It was nice to be a position with a little power.]

…Ah. Electricity then? …”Lightning”, even. At least that’s…interesting. …Your physical attributes though. I am not sure they are to my tastes. Perhaps not large enough? Or maybe I cannot see you correctly from this distance.

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Believe it or not, people from my race may also pursue things independently of each other, like humans. And I've decided to take a particular interest in you, pet~!

{{Nope, looks like being a target and being a pet are not mutually exclusive. Sorry Caesar, your face is getting squished again. He really does like making him unreasonably angry.

… So now he’s a ‘target’ and not a ‘pet’. He wonders if this is actually better or worse than before.

      « This doesn’t change the fact that you’re not welcomed wherever I am. Just… leave me alone and go back doing all the nasty things Pillar Men do, okay? »

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{{He doesn't even answer her verbally, instead chuckling heartily in response--right before a thunderous crashing echoes about them as four or five bolts of lightning erupt mere centimeters from her body, making a sort of temporary electric cage. Far more impressive than just a few crackles.

Better?

[Oh. That was a bit of a change. So he preferred this kind of attitude? …Well, he wasn’t exactly scrawny. Perhaps a contender when it came to a mate. But if she was going to win him over, maybe giving in just yet wasn’t the way to go.]

…I am confident. And they are. …Was that all? A little static electricity? Nice try then. …Actually, that was not a very good try.

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{{Angry human. Cute human.

But you make yourself such an interesting target! And you're able to fight one-on-one with me! How could I resist that?

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      « I will repeat this to you until the end of time. Stay. Away. From. Me. »

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Oooh? You're that confident you have a better mate waiting for you?

{{He's be the first to admit that he was just teasing beforehand, but her playing hard to get like this definitely piqued his interest now. He shrugged his shoulders and splayed his fingers, a crackling display of lightning jumping up and down his arms, seemingly contained just to his body.

They must be pretty impressive, then~.

I’m uninterested by that proposal. I intend to have a lot of offspring. The only reason I’d be interested in your peacocking would be if I were considering you as a mate. However, I am not. And I will not.

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Kars? Santana?

{{HE HEARD THAT. And the only Kars and Santana he had heard of were the ones that had tagged along with that angry blond human.

I can demonstrate my power to you, if you're not convinced~! It'll be fun, a lil' show. You might die...but that's just the risk you take.

[She’s not really offended. Not yet, at least. Poor thing. What a foul attitude. He was no better than baby Trashcan. Truthfully, she preferred baby Trashcan’s company at this point.]

Amusing. I hardly believe that was the reason, but if that is the one you prefer to claim, I’ll make no effort in prying further. …You are very large.

…Maybe not as large as Kars, or precious Santana….

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You're either really, really young...or exceedingly stupid.

{{He snorts and pats her on the head patronizingly, but still seems to be in a rather playful mood.

Executor Josef. Exiled for being too great for his own good.

{{Hopefully that was knock her attitude down, but if it wasn't, he had other ways of posturing.

I prefer to think that “lost” is a term to use when you are alone in a threatening place. I am not threatened by humans. I could just eat them. So no. I am not lost. I am just hungry.

Name.

[She mutters again, no longer asking, but more-so demanding. Ah, she was still young. Still a bit unwise in her choice of words to the males of her species. Yet somehow, she was more careful around Kars than this one.]

What did you do to become an exile? …If you do not give me a name soon, I’ll assume you don’t have one and give one to you myself.

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{{C u t e. Josef tilted his head curiously at the woman, deciding to disregard her rather blunt statement altogether, instead trying to figure out why the hell she'd be here in the first place.

You lost~? You do know you're in the presence of an exile, right?

[How unpleasant. Her nose wriggles slightly like a rabbit’s, trying to determine if this was just another trashy human…But he smells like a Pillarman. Perhaps she could look past his unpleasantness due to his race. Afterall, it was rare to meet a pillarman.]

….Name?

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WHAT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER WHEN YOU ARE IN A BAD MOOD?

Sparring with humans. Their determination is so funny!

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Well look at that~! Visitors--and a lot of humans, too. But none of them look like champions...