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[insectubus]

Who: Mikio and everyone
What: Mikio isn't fond of tree houses, especially near fairies. So he starts digging out a new home.
Where: Whitewood
When: The next day after the arriving announcement.

The blood of Mikio's mother coursed through Mikio's veins. He had the blood an insect, and a ground-level one at that. Even if he was given a tree home, Mikio decided that he'd much rather build himself an underground bedroom than sleep in the treetops where the fairies could do god-knows-what with him.

So here he is, using all four of his arms to dig out a nice hole next to a tree. He's an absolute mess, just covered in dirt. He's also topless, therefore his wings and arms are shown.  He's pretty much easy to spot at this time, considering not only the monstrous appendages, but he's also throwing dirt everywhere as he quickly digs through the rich soil. He's a pretty strong guy, so the dirt can be thrown up to feet away.

...Was someone happening to walk by at the time? They most likely just got hit in the head with a handful of dirt. Mikio will apologize for that later. He's very preoccupied at the moment.

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[the_ninja]

He really was more like a curious puppy than a six foot bug-goat man, wasn't he? Whilst Mikio's voice never seemed to deviate far from its quiet, solemn monotone, he made up for it with subtle changes to his gestures and expressions.

"We're... a varied lot." And that's all he's going to say on the matter for now. Getting into factions and divisions is, for someone with his patchwork history, definitely not something he wants to do right now. "I suppose you might call us demons where you're from- wherever that is."

[insectubus]

Excuse u he is not a goat damn straight he has subtle expressions mun needs to go to bed it's 4:30 AM Mikio's eyes grew slightly bigger. What wasn't subtle was the sudden wagging of his spade tail.

"Choujins are demons? You're a demon? ...You don't smell like one."

[the_ninja]

"We're... not human. Some of us are just strong, some of us look completely different-that's about as far as I can explain it, anyway."

Translation: that's about as far as I feel like explaining it. Sorry, Mikio.

The Ninja shrugged. "What about you? What do they call you back home?"

[insectubus]

"Well...a demon, of course."

No, perhaps he meant what kind. Mikio looked at his four arms, and then up to his antennae.

"...I'm not sure. A...mutant? Deformity? A mutt? I don't know which word to use. All I know is that I'm an offspring of a mukade and an incubus." There may have been a hint of sadness in his eyes as he explained what he was.

hit post too early >c

[the_ninja]

If he was shocked by Mikio's parentage, it didn't show. The Ninja seemed more gently bewildered than anything, albeit in a curious kind of way judging by the way he cocked his head back to one side at his answer. It didn't take an expert in folklore to tell that it was a strange union- or a psychologist to tell you that it was a sensitive subject. There was an unmissable sense of resignation- unsurprising, given that he'd probably had to deal with it all his life- in Mikio's eyes as he spoke and it was enough to make him pause just momentarily before replying.

"A mukade? Well, maybe you can pass the message on to all your friends to stop crawling under the tatami in my dojo," he put his hands on his hips, "But I guess being part incubus explains why you're such a pretty boy."

[insectubus]

Mikio gave The Ninja a stern glance, as if offended by his remark. Wow I guess all centipedes are the same, huh >:[

But his expression softened once The Ninja moved on to a different kind of remark.

"A pretty boy...? I've heard that term being used around. You think I'm pretty?" Mikio tilted his head, as if his question was innocent and definitely not weird and uncomfortable at all.

"Well I do suppose, as an incubus, I would need to have a charming appearance to lure humans into temptation..."

[the_ninja]

Sorry, was that centipede racist?

The Ninja returned the look with another grin. Now there was a strange image.

"Don't take this the wrong way but right now you don't seem like you could lure a moth to a flame, let alone a human to temptation," he chuckled, shaking his head, "But... yeah, I guess. Less pretty, more good-looking, though- if you're into that kind of thing."