yogen | don't worry, sweetie. we're okay.

[ At a certain point in the forest, the world around you shifts. The environment changes to something a bit more like a swamp. The air is heavy, with odd plant life hanging around that seem to be... attempting to eat a hapless monster that happened upon them. It's pretty damn clear that you ain't in a normal forest.

Feel free to take in the sights and sounds, but be careful. In a couple of the trees, something vaguely humanoid appears to be lurking around. Feel free to call out to them, maybe one will come say hi. ]

Edited 2022-03-08 22:11 (UTC)

[ The woods clear out, and you're left on a dirt road. Surrounding you are dilapidated buildings, broken wooden fences, and not a single other person in sight. The streets are dusty, and everything looks like it's been wrecked. The silence breaks, with the sound of gunfire nearby, with some snarling.

If you choose to investigate down a different street, the scene plays in front of you. A large, blue-furred bipedal wolf launching itself in a bright light at a figure, who's just able to get out of the way. The other person passes underneath on their stomach, pulling themselves through on their elbows only to lift themselves back up to their feet.

The figure at this point, will probably be familiar to most as the wolf rebounds and she swings her wicker picnic basket down hard against the beast's head. The wolf howls, rolling forward to slash through part of her cape with his sharp claws, the girl grimacing as her arm gets caught, leaving a large gash. As it moves in for the killing blow, she moves in as well, deftly slipping around and, with one quick motion, holds her knife up to the monster's throat and in one motion, slashes.

With the wolf seemingly defeated, she steps away and wipes sweat away with her uninjured arm, before wincing. ]

Ow ow... bastard...! [ B.B.'s arm's gushing blood, and she clasps her hand around the wound. Paying no attention to anyone or anything that may be in the vicinity, she immediately stomps her heel into the fallen wolf's ribs, once, twice, three times, again. If anything breaks or cracks, she doesn't hear it as she continues laying into him.

Might... be good to grab her. ]

[ It's quality work, but nothing less than what he'd expect from a person who had every mark of being a hunter. Bonnie wouldn't let herself die so easily, especially not to trash like this. He only need watch, and he continues to do so for a good thirty seconds after she's finished her work. He has no room to judge, not when he'd beat a corpse until it was nothing more than an identifiable lump of meat. Still, it's not conductive to getting things done, and Ranger sees no reason to wander about alone needlessly. ]

Ahaha, I think it's dead. No point in keeping at it when it's not gonna feel anything.

[ Which is the main reason that he'd stopped prior. ]

'sides, that arm of yours is gonna get infected if you don't treat it.

[ It took a moment for Bonnie to register that someone else was even there. Her mind had been so focused on making this bastard pay for everything it had done--

Whatever it had done.

For existing--

With the full intent of making sure it's unrecognizable-- ]

Tch.

[ Still, he's right. With one last harsh stamp and crack, she turns from the body and grips onto her arm. Looking over at Ranger... Ranger's here-- she groans in pain, stepping away from the wolf and rustling through her basket.
]

I want its head-- don't give a shit about the body.

[ Not much to say about her arm. That'll get taken care of, eventually... ]

[ Oddly enough, as the forest clears out this time, the scene turns to a little cottage. The sun seems to be out and about, and the skies are clear and blue! The door to the cottage is open, nice and inviting... but naturally, as you go in, there's nobody home.

It's cozy. Similar to a studio, there's mainly only a bed, a table with two chairs, and a lit fireplace with a cauldron stuffed in. Smells like stew! On the walls, there're pictures of the familiar red-hooded girl you've seen around Yogen with her puppy, a few drawings of happy flowers and butterflies, and naturally, a few wanted posters. One with a certain succubus, one with a certain vampire, one with a certain cat woman, aaaand one that's had the picture ripped from the wall.

After a few moments-- ]

Knock knock~!

[ Baby Bonnie Hood appears, her trademark glimmering smile on her face as she steps in. She sets her basket down, and from behind her a little terrier passes by, barking happily as he heads over to the fireplace. ]

Mm mm, something smells good! Are you making something?

[ Looks like she's talking to you. ]

Hee hee hee! I made a lot today! So much fun~ I can't wait to tell you about it!

Did you? [ pleased, he walks over to the female to place his hand against her head. with his thumb, he brushes gently. ]

I'm so proud of my little girl always.

[ this must be his home, and she's happy to see him as always so it's nothing out of the usual. what he learns is that he has to wear a certain mask, change his persona to appear like he fits the scene. ]

You're just in time... I'm making your favorite.

[ he narrates what the stew may be, hoping it's aligning with her desires, because the last thing he wants is to irritate the scene, make her think something is wrong, and turn this into a nightmare.

he doesn't have time to make mistakes. ]

Tell me all about your day as the food cooks, I've been waiting for you to return all day!

Eheheh...

[ She couldn't be happier to have Midori's approval, swaying a bit! Sure, the money was the most important part of all, but even she was a little weak to being praised. ]

Oh, yummy! I can't wait!

[ Naturally, whatever's put in front of her will be delicious, because it's made with love (?). It's always so nice, so wonderful to share her time with her ████████ !

Bonnie happily trots over to take a seat in a chair, nearly bouncing in her seat in excitement. ]

Gosh, gosh, where should I start-- oh! Did you know, there was a loudmouth zombie in town today? He was causing so much of a ruckus, they didn't know what to do!

[ midori walks towards the kitchen area, somewhere in her view so that he can cut the onions without cutting the area that causes a chemical reaction to produce tears. he's dressed in an apron, stitched with love of course, and something to wear when he's cooking dinner solely for her. ]

And did you handle him?

[ there's no one else to get the job done quite like her. he looks over to the bounty papers, checking to see if any of them depicts the loudmouth zombie, and he stares at the missing photo. going through his memory as he attempts to slot what should be there, and without fail he scoops up the onions with the knife, and his hand over the top to keep any from falling out to drop into the pot. ]

I wish you could have brought him here.

[ zombie skin, down to their claws, and other things can be used for medicine. having that knowledge would work wonders, and allow him to grant miracles.

or maybe he could have added a kick to the food, who knows. ]

Then he would never want to cause trouble again! ♡

Of course I did! Well... handled enough. Plugged holes through his stomach, lopped his head off, and buried him far, far away from the town. If he doesn't want to get it again, he'll keep out.

[ She kicks her feet in her chair, swaying her head a bit in thought. ]

If he does though, they'll just have to pay me to get rid of him again. As long as they have peace for a little bit, they'll be willing to pay as much as they want.

[ The beauty of being a dark hunter. Kill a monster, collect a bounty, kill a monster, collect a bounty, but bury a zombie? You still get the money, and the damned thing will just come back again. Can't be helped-- she did "kill" him after all. ]

Oh oh, and get this! I think I finally have a lead! I overheard some of the grownups talking about a wolf skulking around at night!

A proper burial... well, we both know it won't appreciate the sentiment.

[ it'll just come back with vengeance, and while that does work in bonnie's favor will the townsfolk only get irritated from a half-assed job? that would cause her too many problems, and so midori bites down on his bottom lip thoughtfully before deciding how to handle that himself.

he doesn't need his little trooper appearing as if she's useless. ]

You're the only one to get the job done, and so they have no choice but to rely on you.

[ and what if he played his hand in this and encouraged a monster to attack the village, that does mean she gets to he of use even more. ]

Oh my... a wolf? Tell me all about it... if it has opposable thumbs, it'll be hard to keep it away from the cottage...

It won't, but I really couldn't care less about what it appreciates. Anything to just shut him up for a little bit.

[ Zombies are fucking annoying, she's come to realize. As something that's not that easy to keep down, and with this one in particular, as a loudmouth with an annoying little sidekick who keeps making googly eyes at her. Disgusting. Still, they'll be in for more pain if they do show up again-- and if the townsfolk complain, then they can buck up and deal with him themselves.

Any further complaints will be dealt with personally. ]

Exactly! And if the wolf shows up, then they'll be in big, big trouble if they ignore me. He's a nasty piece of work. Big large teeth, disgusting fur, rotten sharp claws and...

[ For a second, she's quiet. Pausing, contemplating-- ]

Well. It's worth a lot of money. If I get rid of it, I'll get a nice payoff and keep its head as a trophy as a reminder.

[ the zombie is like an unlimited money source when it never dies, that means she can grind as much as she wants as long as they request her to do it, or if it's just a bounty she picks you herself. he weighs both the pros and cons of this, but as long as she's not looked at wrongfully, he can allow the zombie to keep living.

there's a whistle coming from the pot, and with hands splayed on his apron that midori smooths the fabric down his chest as he walks over to find a bowl for them both, one's red and one's blue. ]

If a scary wolf comes here, you'll protect me, right?

[ it's a rhetorical question when midori isn't one to fight, and he has someone else dirty their hands for him. this is more bonnie's line of work, and as long as she can handle both the people and monsters that go against him here, then he's safe. ]

Ahaha. I'm sure my sweet, sweet child can lure it out... maybe even tonight?

[ his eyes glance to the bounty listings on the wall before eyes drop down to the pot, pouring some of the food into the bowls with ease. he grabs a napkin, and and a spoon, bringing it over to where bonnie sits to place it down before her. ]

I could make medicine with the bones if you skin it, then strip the carcass.

[ one flight, and then another until he manages to get to the floor that has the first year classrooms. he passes each one while paying attention to who's inside— he ignores the gentleman with effeminate appearance, and the girl with a smart mouth, and another female who seems to be enjoying herself. the next room he notices a young boy with glasses flirting with nanami, she seems to be dozing off as a meek child is sitting next to another student who has a very, "why does this happen every day". he passes them on and on, and because it's lunch time, he's able to knock against the door of 1-E once he meets his destination. ]

Excuse me, I've come to pick up Bonnie Hood.

[ he stands, hands presented in front of him politely like a business person would stand. he's dressed in his school uniform with a bright red scarf wrapped around his neck, never blinking eyes searching around the classroom. ]

Is she in today?

[ should be, because it's not like she can leave. it's now that he has his head, he can truly identify if it's the same person he has vague memories of. ]

[ Memories are such an odd thing. For someone like Bonnie Hood, who spends most of her time reminiscing about the days she spends with her grandmother, it gets harder and harder to parse which ones actually did happen and which ones are outlandish tales she tells herself.

Mixed in with the odd feelings during her time in school, of who seemed familiar enough, who she may have been friends with, it was a lot and she generally chose to ignore it.

Except, in some cases-- where she's certain about it. She was in the middle of unwrapping a snack before her head turned at the mention of her name. And then, she immediately left her seat to meet him at the door, beaming. ]

Aha~! Hi hi hi, it's so nice to see you!

I hope I didn't interrupt anything important in your class.

[ first years have so much to learn, various academics to indulge before the graduation year. ah, yes, that's something third years are mostly meant to enjoy. their time will be cut short if that's the case, and so what little that they do have they should exploit it as much as they can— in a very decent manner, nothing messy that would pose problems. he lifts one hand, bringing it down upon bonnie's small head, and he rubs his hand left to right like someone would ruffle their child's hair. ]

Anyway! It's been quite awhile.

[ words are honey, sickly sweet, the same tune he uses to catch the attention of anyone. even the female before him who he feels he has known for a lifetime, but that's just a fraction of who midori is. someone who can fit any face, wear any mask as long as it works for another person. ]

I wanted to make sure you were both physically and mentally well, as always.

Gosh, you always worry so much about me! I'm fine, I'm fiiiiine.

[ Probably something he's "heard" a million times before. She's perfectly happy to skip out on class anyway. Nothing the teachers could say would stick, and while she may not have stellar grades, she still had her pride. And of course, all of her grandmother's lessons!

Oh, and of course, anything Midori had to teach her. Tiny little life lessons! ]

I'm as fit as a fiddle! Mentally... mm, well, no one's been able to read my mind, so it's the same as always.

[ No one's tried, as far as she knows. Her mind has to be strong to keep her wits about her in Makai, after all. ]

Fit as a fiddle, now that's good to hear.

[ pulling her away from her class and along with him is even better as they walk a shared pace. his hands down by his side, and a genuine smile on his face that's he'll see as they talk, or when he faces her. ]

Now you must catch me up on everything, so I'll have to ask you a few questions on your health, and if you gained any new allergies.

[ he talks like a doctor through and through despite their past, but that's to be expected after being gone for most of the year, waking up late, and having to find his foundation in this place.

he adjusts to everything well, and fretting over a person's health is better than anything else. ]

Or learned the weaknesses of others! That's an exciting topic.

Oh, of course! I'm an open book. ♪

[ With her hands behind her back, she matches his stride, humming a tune to herself. Her health, that's not too important. But weaknesses... ]

Mmm, well~! Most of the students here are just weak in general. Kill someone they know, and they crumble to pieces!

Ahaha... how cute, now you know you need more than for them to crumble to pieces!

[ sometimes you have to attack them mentally to make them weak physically. ]

It's like how sometimes, you have to take away their favorite thing! ♪

Exactly.

[ Her tone changes, and a mischievous grin's plastered on her face. ]

It's kinda pathetic. You'd think everyone'd learn something after living in a school this long.

How do you expect to do so?

[ that's what he likes to see, an expression filled with energy. it does warm his heart. ]

It's because they've lived their life too easily, Miss Bonnie. If you change that, they'll start to realize themselves.

[ from a psychologist point of view. ]

Oh, but what can I do? I'm just a little girl in this big, big school~!

[ She bonks her head. ] Just kidding. I figure, it just takes another idiot running their mouth or getting picked off before I can make another move. It's as they say: panic leads to fear, and fear leads to opportunity. ♥

[ he pats her head where she hits it, brushing a few blonde locks to the side while he laughs, entertained by her thoughts. ]

We need to cause panic then to see what their fear gives us... Miss Bonnie, it's been so long since we've been together, I've woken up late so I'm not sure who the easiest to break is.

[ compared to the long term, but she's one of his favorites so there's no need to break her. they just want a little chaos because midori loves watching how certain emotions thrive.

but the easiest one is the best to send into panic, they always do something delightful! ]

A little fun doesn't hurt!

don't worry, sweetie. we're okay.

(open) green scream - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=moccyFih4KY

(open) war agony - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LCSSU2JZiSI

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(open) soft respite - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wXCGVEpOGgo

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