What Happened Last Night?! [Misao/Open]

[Misao "Claire" Redfield]

"You realize NOTHING you've said so far existed on my world so I have no idea what the hell your talking about." She replied about his boredom, "And while I may not care if you see me with those camera things than I'm not going to simply parade around naked seeing as I know what could be done with them and so hopefully you'd just remove them to make my life easier"

Then she heard him go on about how half were misunderstandings and that she brought it up every 5 seconds, before he got a nose bleed and all. "firstly, I don't bring it up every 5 seconds, secondly: This is not a perversion, I wasn't doing anything perverse, and thirdly: I know your anemic." she replied. Jeez he was such a big baby sometimes. "Misao got her head cut off and I fixed that, a little blood loss is child's play" She added, Misao letting out a low whine at the memory.

[Xarido]

" . . . okay, Hild, I'm honestly a little hurt that you think I'd do anything with footage of you like that." Xarido said, glaring at Hild a little. "I accept it, I'm a perv, I get it, you have pride, but saying that I'd send that sort of stuff around? Just hand it to other people? Hell, Blackmail you with it if that's what you're thinking? That kinda hurts Hild. I like bugging you, I don't like doing that sort of bullsh*t for the hell of it." Xarido then reached into a drawer of the desk, apparently, still kind of upset with Hild. "Here, it's called an encyclopedia. Your smart, look it up." Xarido said. "Also, my point was not you parading around in front of it, my point was why bother disrupting any footage at all if it didn't bug you. I'm not saying it's either, parade or not, dumbass, I'm saying that if it really didn't bug you, then you wouldn't bother with the cameras. Not blocking the cameras doesn't mean performance." Xarido continued glaring at Hild. "Also yeah, you can fix the blood loss, does that mean it's any less unpleasant? Does that mean it's proportional to the sh*t I give you? No. So f*ck you, Hild, f*ck you!" Xarido stormed upstairs to his room, there was the sound of a door locking and some furniture being tossed around the room out of frustration or some other reason, and then all was silent.

[Misao "Claire" Redfield]

Misao watched as xairdo began his speech to hild. She didn't have to see Hild's look, she could FEEL the rage. She stayed behind Hild frantically making signs for him to stop but he was too wrapped up in it. She looked around for some way to calm her down, or at least further restrain her but she couldn't find anything. As he finally got to a point of yelling at her, Misao bolted for the door and started running as fast as she could. Thankfully the surrounding buildings were still vacant mostly after everything.

Hild listened and her blood was finally truly coming to a boil. She stayed silent because she was trying to control it, trying to not let the fury and rage of a thousand storms loose. But after his ending scream and hearing the things being thrown, she well and truly snapped. "I didn't mean you in particular you self centered ass!" she shrieked, before letting out a loud scream, of rage that was followed by first her entire store, and then a few blocks being covered on bright white lightning, hitting everyone and everything in it's path. But there was still just enough restraint to not kill anyone with it. Hild stood there panting after letting loose with all that rage and power, her store and several blocks in various states of shambles. Misao walked up, her hair standing up in spots and some scorch marks on her, obviously not having run fast enough. "I think your rage broke Hild" she said, Hild immediately snapping "Shut up Misao", the terrified cat girl cowering in the remnants of a corner. "Where are you you ungrateful little twerp." she yelled, clearly still enraged with Xairdo.

[Xarido]

All was silent until Hild's last sentence. "Hild . . ." Came a near whispering enraged voice, before Hild's name came again. "Hild!" An enraged voice shouted. The area seemed to become engulfed in a localized snow shower, and the temperature in the shop dropped dramatically. "Hild, you bitch!" Xarido screamed, the entire floor Xarido was standing on, seemed to freeze over, then become so cold it simply shattered. Xarido descended from the shattered floor, his eyes glowing blue, his teeth had become fangs. There were tears rolling down his face. The moment Xarido touched the floor, the shambles of the shop were coated in ice. Xarido's fists were so tightly clenched his palms were bleeding. "I'm ungrateful? I'm ungrateful?!" Xarido roared. "Why do you think I work everyday in this sh*thole of a shop, doing stupid f*cking jobs while I put up with idiotic customers, your complaints about my behavior, and having nothing to do in this godforsaken town, having no friends, having nothing except my room?!" With each of Xarido's list, the temperature only dropped, and the ice on everything seemed to buster inward in menacing spikes. "For a place to sleep?! For Food?! If I wanted charity, I'd ask for it!" Xarido screamed. "You . . . you gave me those things, I don't f*cking work for them! I work for you!" Xarido slowly approached Hild. "When you found me, I thought there was someone who cared, someone who gave a damn about me, for the first time in my life! Someone who cared I spent 7 years in a living hell, slowly engulfed by darkness, feeling it squirming around inside me!" Xarido's voice ahd only grown louder since he had first spoken. "B*tch I hate you!" Xarido screamed at the top of his lungs, the ice itself shattering from the sheer cold in the room as Xarido swung a fist straight at Hild's face. In all of three years, Hild would've never seen Xarido upset, even with how tempermental he was. Xarido had never raised so much as a finger against Hild before. His eyes returned to normal, but the room didn't get any warmer until Xarido bolted out of the shop, tears streaming down his face. If Hild's rage broke, Xarido's shattered and was currently all across the floor.

[Misao "Claire" Redfield]

Misao only watched shivering from the temprature drop as Hild started to build up like she was going to explode again, because if the last one was any indicator she'd not be anywhere near fast enough to escape the radius of lightning filled rage, plus at this point it might just envelop the entire town.

Hild was getting more and more enraged as Xairdo spoke and all, but she fought back every reaction she wanted to do mid sentence, to just let loose and hit him with enough lightning and energy to power this town for the next millennia. She dodged the punch with ease, not unfamiliar with this scenario with her grandson on several occasions when she pointed out he was a terrible fighter when in angry. As he ran out she managed to contain herself to "Fine, get the hell out and don't come back.", before she simply broke down to the floor crying her eyes out, something she never did, something she hadn't done in years, no, decades. At that point Verdandi came out and started rubbing Hild's back to try and get her calmed down before turning on a still shivering Misao as she said "I don't care if you have to knock him out drag the little moron back", Misao hesitating before she snapped "GO!", and the cat girl went scurrying after him. Hit with spells, swords, blunt objects Hild could take with the best, but he hit the one place she was always vulnerable, her heart. She treated him no different than she did her own grandchildren, or her own children, sure the changing thing in that sense was perverse, but she at the same time tried not to view those she took in as family or anything. Hell, Rune and his sister had never once heard the words "I love you" out of her mouth or were too young to remember, she kept family at arms length because of her one son becoming so evil and yet that bond of child and parent preventing her from doing anything that would stop him out right, at least directly. She had no desire to be in a situation like that again and tried to keep herself distant to a extent so if they did turn irredeemably evil she could go after them without going back. All of them knew, except apparently Xairdo, but it's just how she was, especially with him. She saw unlike her darker son there was actually a chance with him, which was why she was fairly harsh at times, because she cared and didn't want him to end up back down the road he had been on.

Misao had picked her sword up but after a few steps dropped it with a loud clang so she was no longer weighed down, increasing her speed drastically. It took a couple minutes but she caught up to Xairdo and wrapped her arms around him as she tackled him to the ground, before shaking him somewhat violently and shouting "Kikona!"* (kee-co-nay), six or seven times as she did, unaware she was saying the wrong word, "Hild treats you like her own flesh and blood" she said as she calmed down and stopped shaking him, "She says she pays you with the room and food because the store doesn't make enough to pay anyone, all her money goes to the food and all, if buisness were better she'd give you an actual paycheck. She does care Kikona, she just doesn't say it, she doesn't even tell her own grandchildren it, nit son fir lei ren sai mirak!"** her irritation fully switching her over to her native tongue. She grabbed him by the back of his collar and started to drag him as she said "yao ra canig, lek si nak!"***

(OCC:
*means "idiot" or "dumb ass" interchangeably
** Literally "Her son for the rest made problems/trouble", or simply "Her son screwed it up for the rest"
*** literally "You are coming, like or not"

He'd probably not understand a word she says in her own language, but understand that "Kikona" is something negative from other times she's used it, and infer what her last statement is by the fact shes dragging him back towards the shop.)

[Xarido]

Misao's lecture and reaction didn't seem to help, because ice popped menacingly from his call at Misao's hand. "You think this is about some dub paycheck?! Did you even listen to a word I was saying?!" Xarido shouted at Misao. "If I'm family, then why am I shoved away upstairs?! On my own, no one to talk to?! Did anyone, either of you think about how lonely I was? How lonely I have been?! You think I don't know I tend to piss people off? Want to know how that feels?! Driving away those that might just give a damn, and knowing you're doing it?!" Xarido, wrenched himself out of Misao's hand. "None of you get it . . . none of you even listen . . ." Xarido said, his voice becoming very low before erupting again. "I know what it feels like to be loved, to be wanted! Somewhere, deep inside I know, I must have been at some point. Want to know how I've felt, ever since I can remember?! Alone." Xarido fell to his knees and just broke down into tears. "Do have any idea how that feels, any f*cking idea how that feels?!" Similar to Hild, Xarido rarely seemed cry, in fact, he rarely seemed to have any emotion beyond, "pissed off" or "I'm not talking to you". The last one wasn't an emotion per se. "Just leave me alone okay! If Hild, if anyone wants to talk to me, if they want to just once give damn, let them talk to me! I'm not being dragged back, I'll freeze you and shatter you into a million f*cking pieces if you try!" Xarido seemed to be in a blur of emotions right now, it was hard to tell if he was sad, angry, or some blur of both.

[Misao "Claire" Redfield]

Even though some of the ice shot through her hand she simply winced in pain and continued. She tried to ignore his yelling, drowning it out by saying kikona in her head repeatedly. Then he managed to break loose before starting to cry. Misao looked at her hand which while covered in blood and still wounded, was no longer bleeding. The good points of fast healing. She sighed as she said "Hild... not here because she's crying." Misao said, her mind so focused on her own language she was struggling to use what she knew as "common". "Never thought it was pay, was saying ... Hild lies that room and food is pay." Misao knew what most of it felt like. As much as she had trouble seeing past master and servant, it had been hard to turn Rune's marriage proposals away several times, to keep him in the dark he was a father, she knew what it was like to be alone, she had wandered this world alone for years when her world was first destroyed till Hild took her in.

"I know what loneliness like, to push people away." she replied, looking down at the ground as she thought about it. "But Hild keeps you closest, others visit but are made to live other places." Sure Misao herself was often there but that was for...personal reasons... like why all the none sea salt ice cream had been used up. Though after a brief moment, Misao did something very unusual for herself. She went over and hugged Xairdo. She had been around him enough to feel somewhat more comfortable, but for her to make intentional physical contact with a male that wasn't Rune was, well, unheard of in the last 50 years or so. "Misao cares, and Hild too." she said as she continued to hug him.

[Xarido]

"Didn't you here me you dumbass?! I never did any of this for the room, for the food, for money, I did this for, Hild!" Xarido shouted, his tears freezing as they hit the ground. Soon though, he felt Misao's body pressed against his. The coldness of the area around him seemed to immediately warm up. Xarido hugged Misao back, and buried his face against her as he continued to cry. Xarido felt scared, alone, and angry. Xarido stood up after several long minutes, it eventually seemed like he wanted to keep crying, but his eyes were to dried out to keep crying. Xarido stood up, then walked back to the ruins of the shop. He dropped down next to Hild and hugged her. "I'm sorry. I'm an idiot, I didn't pay enough attention to you . . ." Xarido said. "I just . . . I always feel so lonely, like I'm surrounded in thorns, and no one even bothers to try and make their way through to me." Xarido squeezed Hild tightly. "I shouldn't have said those things to, it just feels like I've only worked for your sake for three years . . . you bothered to talk to a scared kid who didn't know where he was, you bothered to tell me it was alright, you bothered to listen . . . I know I act like I don't care, Hild, I know I act like self centered d*ck, but it hurts to act like that, I just don't know how else to act." Xarido said. "Hild, I love you. You put up with me even though I act that way and . . . and . . ." Xarido seemed like he was going to break down into tears again any second.

[Misao "Claire" Redfield]

Misao turned slightly red as he actually hugged her back and buried his face against her. She continued the hug but moved ever so slightly so his head was a bit closer to her chest where it was softer to lean against and warmer. She just wanted to make Xairdo feel better. Truthfully, She liked Xairdo as much as she could like a guy, she just hadn't been very open on it. She had been trying for months to figure a way that wouldn't be her just teasing the way she always had but that was hard. It was also why she had asked a friend over, seeing as she knew a little of what Xairdo liked. After a few minutes she felt him start to pull away so she let him go, following behind and stopping briefly as she saw two men trying to take her sword, but failing miserably. She walked over and picked it up like it was nothing and slung it over her shoulder, leaving the two dumb founded.

As she came in she saw Xairdo hugging Hild and speaking to her. Hild herself was in the same position, but she could no longer cry. Hild listened, her eyes moving as she saw Misao say something to Verdandi who snapped her fingers, and watched Misao's feet head up towards Xairdo's room. Hild heard him start like he was going to cry, after listening, managing to put her hands on Xairdo's, the closest thing she could do to both accepting his apology and giving her own, because she was in such a wreck speaking was beyond her. Verdandi had wanted to yell at Xairdo, but the dirty look Misao had given her before going up stairs curbed her enthusiasm to go through with it. She walked over towards Xairdo and Hild and said, "I think there's someone else that would like your attention" pointing up to his room, "And Hild needs some rest." her tone making it obvious that while she was still displeased with Xairdo, she was trying to be civil. One couldn't blame her really, she was essentially part of Hild and bound to her and felt what she felt, though they had there differences, one such being that Verdandi was no where near as forgiving as Hild.

Misao had opened the door and while it was usable, was still in shambles from everything, except the bed that like she asked had been made bigger and the whole in the floor was fixed. The room had been stretched as well to accommodate the larger bed, but well, it was still out of proportion to the room, Verdandi had only so much power especially with Hild being such a wreck. She went over to the bed and sprawled out on her back, which even still left room for two or three others. She closed her eyes just to rest them as she waited on Xairdo to come up the stairs.

[Xarido]

Xarido stood up after Verdandi spoke. "Lose the f*cking attitude, I feel bad enough as is." Xarido said over his should as he walked up the stairs. "If I didn't understand that I'd been a total utter d*ck, would I have come back and apologized." Xarido turned and gave Verdandi specifically a glance. "If you can't figure that out, I guess you're where Hild shoves any stupidity she might have." Xarido said, somehow managing to compliment Hild, while insulting Verdandi. The tone he was taking was proof that he was at least recovering from the whole event. If Xarido did have outbursts like that, once they were resolved, Xarido seemed to return quickly to his old self. Xarido opened his door and looked around.

He soon turned to Misao, on the much larger bed. "Well, what exactly does this mean?" Xarido asked. He had an inkling, but he didn't want to jump to conclusions. Especially not after all the bullsh*t from earlier. Xarido tossed his hoodie lazily onto a door knob, then took off his tear and blood stained shirt and through it into a hamper for dirty laundry. He went over to the now expanded bed and kicked his boots off before crashing down onto the bed next to Misao. "Thanks for the hug earlier." Xarido said, his voice softening. "I know how much that was for you to do, and I can't think of a way how to express how much that meant to me."

[Misao "Claire" Redfield]

Misao's eyes opened as she heard the door start to open and sat up to see Xairdo walking in. She wasn't really sure how to answer his question right now, she wasn't sure what she was even going to say yet. As she tried to figure out what to say she almost completely missed him coming over to the bed. She jumped slightly as she was brought out of her thinking by his voice right next to her. She listened as he thanked her for the hug, and said he knew how much it was for her to do. Which helped her finally figure out what she wanted to say. Or at least start it and wing it from there.

"It.. wasn't really that hard for me." she said, slightly embarrassed. Sure their had been a little inner struggle, but not as much as there usually would. But while he did apparently know her fairly well, it's not like he could know everything. "I really like and care about you, and while I invited a friend over I wanted you to meet and all, I... well, um..." she was still hesitant to say anything, but she finally managed to force herself to say something. "I know I'm old and well used but I was wondering if maybe once in a while you'd be willing to..." But she had difficulty saying the last part, But she hoped he was getting the idea. And if he was, while he'd probably know she was coming up on one of her... cycles... that even then it was really early and her thoughts weren't clouded. Heck even at her worst when she was willing to pin someone down (something Rune learned the hard way), she was still rational and picky and didn't just grab the nearest person. She moved over closer, wrapping her arms around him and laying lightly on top of him, but keeping her eyes away from his. Sure she was physically young, but her actual age was old and, well, while like Rune he wouldn't know who the father was he surely in the three years was aware she had daughter, albeit a fully grown one. There was a term Hild had used for her once, but she couldn't remember what it was called.

[Xarido]

Xarido rubbed the back of his head a little awkwardly. He was certain Misao knew that Xarido's only experience with this was the few times he'd been willing to get past the nose bleed to watch anything. "Well . . ." Xarido said. "Considering you're one of the few people who can put up with me sorry ass, I guess I'd be willing to . . ." Xarido eventually decided to put aside being formal about. "Let's put it this way, what makes you think I'm crazy enough to turn down a beautiful woman like you?" Xarido asked. "Sure, I might get one hell of a nosebleed, but I need to get around that sometime." Xarido watched as Misao got on top of him. "So . . . were you thinking now?" Xarido asked, reaching into his pocket he fumbled around a bit before slipping a small square plastic packet that had circular crease in the center. "I mean we're only talking about around that time right?" Xarido asked, fumbling with the packet a little. "And hey do you want me to use this, or . . . ?" Xarido held up the packet for Misao to see. "I can understand if that's a no, I just thought that maybe . . ." Xarido was stumbling over his words a little. For all his talk, he was relatively unaware about the matter about how to approach was Misao was talking about.

[Misao "Claire" Redfield]

"Because I'm so much older and have a daughter. And because of well... my past" Misao replied, keeping her gaze away for that part. It was nothing of her own doing, but so many people had looked down on her for it, it was hard to not factor in that while enslaved she was like the village horse, everybody got a ride. She than heard him asking if she meant now and gave a slight nod as she looked up. Then heard him ask if it was only around that time. "Unless you maybe wanted to do it at times I wasn't" she replied. Of course it meant that she'd have to be in the mood and all to do it, but well, maybe that part of her past made her more open to it, among other things.

She then looked at the packet and all and it took a minute to click what exactly it was. It looked so different from the ones on her world... not that they were used that often, least not on her. She shook her head then to using it, "It'll be fine without it." she said, sitting up enough to take her kimono like top off which left the cat in only panties and her shirt top, which being form fitting sort of gave away what was underneath, plus he had seen them earlier.

Though before she went any further there was a knock on the door followed by a slightly quiet "Misao?" not a voice of any of the normal people it'd be. She turned her head and said "Come in" another girl similar to Misao coming in, except she looked a little younger and like her life hadn't been quite as hard. Not to mention the pink hair. "Oh.. umm.. if your bu..." the girl started, but Misao shook her head and said "No, it's fine.", the other girl not seeming sure who she wanted to look at more.

"this is the friend I was talking about, , We call her Kara" Misao said, still straddling him like nothing was going on. Though, she got off of him a few moments later in case he wanted to sit up or anything. "H..hello." she said, obviously a little nervous to meet him, watching as Misao got up and locked the door before coming back and lying on the bed.

[Xarido]

"Your age doesn't make you any less attractive, as for your past, anything anyone else did isn't really my concern." Xarido said. "And if it's all the same to you, I wouldn't mind more often." Xarido watched Misao strip, and undid his pants, though before he could take them off, there was a knock on the door. Xarido looked past Misao at the door. When Misao spoke, it finally struck him why she had invited a friend. When Kara entered the room, Xarido blushed a little as he sat up. Misao had thought well about her choice in friend to bring.

"I'm Xarido if you didn't know." Xarido said, a little blood trickling out of his nose, though he wiped it away quickly. Now Xarido was really unfamiliar with the territory. Xarido looked from Misao to Kara. Xarido slipped the packet back into his pocket, and then took his pants off. This left him in a pair of ice blue boxers. "So, Kara, you're Misao's friend?" Xarido asked somewhat nervously. It had gone rather quickly from something he had a general idea about, to something where he wasn't entirely sure about rules or limits of the situation.

[Misao "Claire" Redfield]

Misao couldn't help but smile a bit when he said about more often and that her age didn't matter. She however watched Xairdo continue taking his pants off and saw Kara start to recoil. She reached over him and gently pulled her onto the bed as she said, "He's just as nervous as you are." Trying to reassure her that she hadn't lied about him. "I'm sorry about all this." she said, moving over to Xairdo and wrapping her arms around him and snuggling up a bit. "I..I wasn't planning on saying or doing anything today but felt it might be good to, and I'd asked her to come today a couple days back. Even if you said yes to me we both know how much I travel and all so I figured she could keep you company. I was figuring she'd get here a little later so you and me would still have a bit of time before she got here." Hoping they understood that she hadn't quite intended for a possible scenario like this, at least not yet since one person in this room had to her knowledge never even been with one person.

"I figured the two of you would like each other after you got to know each other and all, so why don't we just slow things down a little Xairdo." she said, letting go briefly and leaning over him. She picked his pants up and placed them in his lap for him to put back on, more for Kara so she'd feel a little less awkward. "Kara are you fine if I just stay with this?" Misao asked as she indicated what she was still wearing, Kara nodding. Misao then slid behind Xairdo and wrapped her arms around him. She leaned in to whisper in his here and said, "I'm sorry, the last two guys she was with just used her for their pleasure and I promised her you were different." She was positive that Xairdo wasn't like that. Sure he may have liked looking at all, but she was positive when it came down to being in bed he'd want the other person to enjoy it as much. Though she had a little grin as she hugged him tighter and said "I promise later on I'll make it up to both of you." Kara had finally regained enough composure and will to nod her head and say, "I..I guess you could say were friends." She crossed her arms over her chest and her tail came up over her legs as she kneeled on the bed to further hide her lower half. Sure she was still clothed and decent but she was just that nervous. "Sh...She sort of took me in and helped me after our world vanished."