on being described as "crotchety"

[guardian_doctor]

Tch, no, Mun, I am not being "too picky". Words have specific meanings and connotations. You need to put more effort into finding the right ones.

I'm not old enough for that one. And don't argue with me about numbers, we both know I'm still not old.

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[blueherring]

[Don't get too excited. It's short lived. She'd circle around him, hands behind her back, a little innocently. ]

You're a demon?

[She squints, standing on one foot and looking him over... head to toe...]

But you're... like...

[Pause... Like what? ]

[guardian_doctor]

[Aw, such a shame. Ah well, fun while it lasted.]

Possibly. As I said, I don't know. I'm currently alive; I don't question it more than that.

[He tilts his head, looking back.] Do finish your sentences. Don't keep people in suspense.

[blueherring]

...

[She bit her fingernail.]

You are the... well, most adorable demon, I've ever seen.
I cannot believe we're supposed to hate demons...

[She's sort of... a witch. And she's SEEN demons.
She'll calm down on the flirting, it was all in good fun, really. And by good fun, she didn't want to be buried underground or anything.]

she is so cute :3

[guardian_doctor]

["Adorable"? NO. >:| He'll just ignore that part...]

Tch. Such a one-track mind. [...So much for ignoring it. Welp.]

Anytime you want to get back to how you're "supposed" to be regarding me... [Oops, still annoyed. It's not intentional! And by "in the ground" he only meant he'd outlived her; not that he's going to bother clearing that up...]

[He's not actually a demon, but he'd never heard of "supers" when he was growing up and he's quite certain he sold his soul IT SEEMED AN OBVIOUS INFERENCE :V]

;u; thankyou... can I tell you how i love him? I'm sorry she has to bother everyone she first meets.

[blueherring]

[TOO BAD SHE ALREADY MADE UP HER MIND. He's a demon forever. She'll tell people he's a demon and make up stories most likely about him eating children and crawling on ceilings.]

Sorry.
Pfftghmhaha... hehe...

[She puffed up her cheeks to hold back a giggle.]

Can I keep you? Demons make contracts with witches anyway.

[Can she take his glasses? She'll try.]

:D yaaayy thanks! don't worry about it, their interactions are amusing XD

[guardian_doctor]

[Unimpressed. Giggling? Really?]

No. This demon already has other responsibilities.

[He scowls and attempts to smack her hand away.] Leave those be! Are you a child?

haha xD ♥ ♥

[blueherring]

Like what?

[She retreats her hands, frowning now.]

Seducing people and burying them under the ocean?

[Well that changed drastically. By her tone, she actually was interested in what he did.]

[guardian_doctor]

[Blinking.] I... don't even live near the ocean. What? That's...

[He is very confused by this new topic. It's... very odd and very specific and very unlike anything he's done.]

I'm a doctor. And I have a town to look after.

How on earth does someone bury anything beneath the ocean? Is that a significant problem where you're from?

[blueherring]

...Well, I mean... it's less about being a significant problem where I'm from, and more about where I'm from being the significant problem.

[She shrugged.]

I should just move to your town. It seems nice. I don't even think I have a doctor.

[guardian_doctor]

[He's not terribly eager to have her as a neighbor, let alone a patient.]

It's a very small town. We don't even have our own movie theater. [After a moment he adds:] Or Wal-Mart. [There. That's how small Zion is.]

The state's a decent enough place these days, but I cannot recommend my particular town much.

[blueherring]

[Just by her look, it was probably easy to tell that she came from a super urban city environment. She tilted her head in disbelief.]

I think I could round up a way to entertain myself, Doctor.

[Put your guard up, she's approaching again.]

But If I AM going to be your patient--

[Oh no, she's already decided it.]

You should probably make sure I'm not dying right now.

[guardian_doctor]

I can see that. Tch... I don't suppose you have any methods of entertaining yourself without aggravating others?

[He leans away in an attempt to increase distance without ceding ground.] You're fine. [Scowl scowl.]

[blueherring]

You didn't even check.

[Notice how she ignored that first comment.]

[guardian_doctor]

[He rolls his eyes.]

Please. No one who's serious ever says "check and make sure I'm not dying". You're very bad at malingering.

[blueherring]

And you're bad at doctoring.
I should report you.

...

...

...

[Oh great. She's laughing again.]

What's your name?
I promise I won't report you.

[guardian_doctor]

[LONG-SUFFERING SIGH.]

Dr. Ravenshead. [She doesn't get his first name, she might use it. >:|]

Do I get yours?

[blueherring]

Dr. Couvillion.

[Ohohoho man. And if you think she's kidding...]

[guardian_doctor]

[He raises an eyebrow.] Really? You hardly seem the type. Same sort of doctor?

[blueherring]

Psychiatry.

[She pipped up. Don't think too much of that. She cheated her way through school.
Not like HE knows that.]

And what's that supposed to mean?

[guardian_doctor]

...

How very alarming. [Nope, definitely not inviting her to Zion. Not subjecting his neighbors to this. Doesn't hate a one of them that much.]

And you know perfectly well what it means.

[blueherring]

[She's wedging herself into your liffeeee. Like some kind of parasite. It's the glasses. You should have given them to her when you had the chance.]

Hey, I don't mix occupation and recreation, sweetie.

[She's throwing dreamy eyes at you, still, though.]

[guardian_doctor]

[But he needs those to seeee D:]

I found interference with one another impossible to avoid, so I dropped one.

[Scowl scowl scowl. D:<]

[blueherring]

You're joking.

[She wouldn't be surprised, but...]

Don't you go out?

[guardian_doctor]

Tch. No, I remain indoors at all times, like a hothouse flower. Of course I go out. [He crosses his arms defensively. He's had a few too many "talks" about his "commitment to the job" in the past.]

[blueherring]

Haha, someone's snarky.

[She smiled. You're getting nudged again.]

I meant... you know... go out.

[Her emphasis on 'going out' was ringing more of the... 'fun' aspect... less of the actually... leaving his home.]