ii. woop [ m ]

he wasn't really needed, but he invited himself to come with vasili anyways. it's not like he minded him tagging along. besides, he asked nicely this time, and he knows his charms work effectively against him. it only seemed to work at the start though.

"i didn't even thought of it!"

he should be offended that he even thought that emil would do it, to be honest.

hands would be raised as the end of the blade reached for him. he waits for a moment before pushing it away from his face with his hand. "you shouldn't point those things at people. that's dangerous!" he huffs.

the job was an easy one. there was no reason to get all uppity about it, but it doesn't really matter for his brother, he supposed. besides, even if he left him alone, vasili would still be able to clear the mission on his own. he has a more interesting magic than him, after all.

"where are we starting anyways?"

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woop?

a goofy smile appears on his face as he repeats the word in his head. "heh. that's cute." whether he meant the creature or the way vasili pronounced it, he'd leave it for his brother interpret it. if he could take a recording of it and have vasili listen to his own voice, he would have done so.

"your treat?" the words brought a certain shine to his eyes. "i wish this happened more often!" his tongue wets his lips as the thought of filling his stomach enters his mind, eyes not paying much attention to what is in front of him. travel made him forget about his hunger, and only when it did come up in the conversation that he is reminded of the pangs.

"and then we just beat 'em up easy, right?"

he doesn't know any kind of creature that makes that kind of noise, but if there were any, he could only guess they were easy to beat. this was more of a pest extermination kind of mission, he thinks, not some kind of subjugation of a powerful beast or something similar. they'd finish this once they find out where their targets are.

for now, food and booze come first.

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he points a finger to his face, staring at vasili intently. with the most serious tone he could muster, he speaks his mind. "you sound like someone who takes everything seriously." he huffs, shrugs, and then turns his head to the direction of the road.

it wasn't an inference that one can draw lightly from knowing him. he didn't just sound like someone who takes everything seriously, he was someone who did, especially when it concerned him and his future and his money. he wished vasili was a little less selfish in that regard, but he couldn't really blame him since he, too, shared the same sentiments.

"the wolfies aren't that bad." not like other establishments that would kick him out whenever he started a fight. they were at least reasonable with the kind of things they needed. "i don't see the trouble with sticking around longer."

he quickly turns back to him.

"but that sounds like a good plan! ten out of ten!" flashing a grin, he'd give vasili a big pat on the back before pacing forward, overtaking vasili. "i've got big plans on where we'll settle so you gotta ready yourself! we'll talk about this over some booze, right?"

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he starts chuckling nervously. "l-like them?" he shifts his sight to anywhere asides from vasili's. "i just said they're not bad. they're growing on me, b-but it's not like i care if one of them dies or anything."

hardened by experience and misfortune that befell them, emil probably won't be devastated if it did really happen. the wolves haven't done anything wrong with the twins yet, but he couldn't discount what vasili said. there was no one to truly trust besides each other. it doesn't mean that he doesn't have to play nice with the other children, however.

"yeah, but i'll just beat 'em up if that happens." he flexes his arm, resting his free hand on his biceps. "has anyone stolen from you? give me a name and i'll teach him or her a lesson!" he moves his hand up his arm as he begins to rotate his shoulders, stretching for a beat down that'll never happen.

he was misunderstanding his words, but it's fine. vasili will point it out for him or something if he ever did.

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the pub wasn't anything special, but he'd take it over another camping night and having a roast of whatever unknown creature they happen to stumble upon on. plus, there was beer. he missed the taste of beer these days. the merry atmosphere just adds to the charm as well. way better than hearing the sounds of howls and growls of various creatures of the forests.

chewing on the bone of some poor avian that got turned to his meal, he'd respond to vasili with his muffled words.

"i'll do wher-er ye want."

chomping, his teeth eventually crunches on the bone, crushing it into splinters. he spits whatever remained inside his mouth back to the plate, and then drown his meal with a mouthful of beer. he slams the mug to the table before licking his lips clean and wiping whatever was left with his forearm.

"i trust your 'pragmatic approach' to tell me whenever i need to ditch!"

he leans his chair back, rocking it with only two of its feet, and starts picking his teeth with his fingers. emil quickly comes back though, returning to his previous position. "but yeah, what do you think about a home by the beach? i kinda want a garden though. what kind of things can we grow on a beach anyways?"

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unable to answer, he smiles and chuckles. he wanted a flowerbed instead of a vegetable garden, but he couldn't tell that to vasili after he had already suggested a much more practical variant. he lets that topic die.

he opened his mouth to speak as he is inquired about his wants, but bites his tongue just as he was to let a word out. he scratches the back of his head as he thinks of his plans in the future, or any real short-term goal he has at the moment. he couldn't get anything concrete out of his head.

"nothing really," he answers sheepishly. he perks up right after. "how about you suggest something i might want?" in a sense, he has grown reliant on his brother.

maybe it was foolish not to think of the future, although he is pretty content with his life right now that he doesn't see the need to do so. there really isn't much he'd like to change now that they were a bit more comfortable in life compared to before. he ponders on it and decides to get vasili's opinion on it.

"what'll we do with the money we'll get for this job anyways?"

food? a weapon, maybe? perhaps a month long vacation? emil doesn't consider too many of his options if he was to decide where the money will go.

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"you could've given them to me instead, y'know?"

he meant the keys. there was something about emil's history of carelessness that perhaps helped in the decision that vasili gets to be the one that keeps them. the decision was made a long time ago however, so he isn't as upset as he was about it years ago.

the smile turns to a frown as vasili suggest another absurd plan. emil's a carefree soul. he doesn't like his life planned out for him, but he's nice enough not to point it out to vasili. he loves him so much to rain on his parade when he does these speeches.

"eh? you're doing that thing again!" he leans on his arm as it rests on the surface of the table. "leave your messiah complex for when you're courting a girl. maybe she'll fall in love with your 'selflessness' or something."

he stands up, the feet of his chair scraping against the wooden floors as it drags with the change of position.

"that's it! we're finishing this job fast and then we're moving on to the next one! quick, quick. get up!"

they can save up for the future of two people instead of one, right?

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