[Eren is back to growling by the time Aubrey approaches; a low, deep sound, rumbling dangerously in his chest. Akechi can climb down when he grows the goddamn balls to face a pair of jaws. He doesn't like the way Aubrey claps for him; and here he thought she wasn't on board with the whole "like a dog" thing.
[Part of him gets that she's just trying to get his attention, but his bark in her direction says, "I have a name."
[He turns and pads over to her, tail swishing, but slowly. He nudges his head into her side, pushing in heavily and holding it there. Let's get out of here...]
[A haven with a perfect view for the wholesome little display happening below him - he stays affixed in his uncomfortable position.
A dog trots to its master at the clap of a hand - it's all Eren in there, she had said. An image he'll laugh about tonight, in the comfort of sturdy castle walls. He isn't stupid enough to risk sliding down, even with him leashed by her presence. When they both turn the corner and are long out of his sight, he'll finally make his way back to whatever he planned to do today.]
Thank you. I hope the rest of your day is a pleasant one - for the both of you, of course.
[Eren’s not a dog, but he heels like one. Shoves like a person, though, and Akechi seems just as eager to be on his way.
[Thing is, Aubrey had questions for both of them. But only one can answer, and she’s not feeling it. They don’t get along, these two, but they have that same funny little quirk: people they don’t like are good as animals.
[She doesn’t know a damn thing about either of them.]
Yeah. See you, too.
[Aubrey watches Akechi for a breath after that; she won’t be pushed along, thanks. But she gives Eren a… sort-of pat, closed knuckles nudging his head down, and skulks off.
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[Part of him gets that she's just trying to get his attention, but his bark in her direction says, "I have a name."
[He turns and pads over to her, tail swishing, but slowly. He nudges his head into her side, pushing in heavily and holding it there. Let's get out of here...]
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A dog trots to its master at the clap of a hand - it's all Eren in there, she had said. An image he'll laugh about tonight, in the comfort of sturdy castle walls. He isn't stupid enough to risk sliding down, even with him leashed by her presence. When they both turn the corner and are long out of his sight, he'll finally make his way back to whatever he planned to do today.]
Thank you. I hope the rest of your day is a pleasant one - for the both of you, of course.
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[Eren’s not a dog, but he heels like one. Shoves like a person, though, and Akechi seems just as eager to be on his way.
[Thing is, Aubrey had questions for both of them. But only one can answer, and she’s not feeling it. They don’t get along, these two, but they have that same funny little quirk: people they don’t like are good as animals.
[She doesn’t know a damn thing about either of them.]
Yeah. See you, too.
[Aubrey watches Akechi for a breath after that; she won’t be pushed along, thanks. But she gives Eren a… sort-of pat, closed knuckles nudging his head down, and skulks off.
[The hell was all that about…]