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Post by Majin Presto on Mar 31, 2016 0:11:38 GMT
What a pleasantly sunny day it was out. The day Presto prefered to see rather than the dark cold nights in another place that she will refrain from mentioning, although it was obviously diablo's desert. The sun didn't annoy Presto in this forest like it would in that blanket of sand. In this forest not only was the sun not as aggressive, but the rays of sunlight were much more attractive with the scenery, shining through the creeks of the Leaves and the tree's.
The forest was just as it always was on a normal sunny day, animals weren't too uncommon, and even if Presto wasn't human they fled the area at the presence of a person that happened to come passing by through this forest. Though Presto hadn't been here just as a passerby, she had an agenda in this forest. In her hand Presto held a spoon and around her neck a white bib.
The majin let her tongue hang from her lips as she had smiled at the surrounding trees, she knew why she was here...and so did the bee's. Presto had a craving, a tongue for a taste regular old candy couldn't satisfy. Presto wanted fresh honey from the bee's nest. Presto could still remember the first day she discovered honey in the same forest one day, ravaging every tree she could get her hands on that had a enst bearing the honey within it.
The majin could already taste it on her blue tongue, the sweet treat she referred to as 'sweet nectar' even after Arias explaining to her that it had been called honey. The majin kept her eyes peeled for any tree that had an opened wound or a yellow circular hive connected to a tough branch.
"Mmmm I can't believe how long it has been since I have tasted that delicious cream stuff" She said continually looking over the scenery in hopes of a nest to raid.
"I don't even know how I could have gone so long without trying to find it again! I know they say the stuff is sold in stores but it seems to never taste as good as the real thing!" Presto even started to talk to herself out of excitement for the honey. Right now was going to be an interesting day for tree's that happened to be nearby.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 31, 2016 10:49:23 GMT
Bastion's PL: 51,250 Normally, the Verdant named Bastion was a rather active sort. Either training, working on the Cathedral, or any of the numerous tasks he undertook at all hours of the day and night, in this one instance, he was taking a break. To a degree, anyway. The way the Verdant ate was by soaking up sunlight and nutrients. These could come from the ground, or by taking them from other things. Right now, he was attempting to have a long-overdue snack.
As such, the tree had moved out to the forest, heading for a place with reasonably open areas, and stood, feet slightly burrowed into the ground, relaxing after a several hour long training session. He had been practicing for quite a while, and he needed to replenish the energy he had lost. This did make him look quite a bit like a birch tree, between his while armor and darker wood, but he didn't really expect to encounter anyone out here.
Besides, even if he did, who was going to just randomly assault a tree? As he stood there, eyes closed and energy slowly replenishing, he mused about the current state of affairs. Rei had just left Earth a little while ago, something he very much wished he could tell his father about, but didn't know how to. He could try and kill himself, and seek out the man in hell, but that seemed... the words "Extraordinarily foolish" seemed insufficient. After a bit of thought, he decided that "mind-numbingly idiotic" was workable, and moved on. Besides, there was no guarantee he would even be able to come back yet. Any such attempt may well just torture him as he was able to do nothing about it, and end up leaving someone ELSE in Hell.
It was a puzzling conundrum, and one that fully absorbed the tree's thoughts. This might explain why the Majin that arrived shortly there-after did not register to him, so distracted was he. The Verdant was in a bit of a torpor as well, the food making him a bit slow. Not sleepy, exactly, he didn't really sleep, but sluggish. This is also why he didn't notice the few bees swarming around him curiously, attempting to see what exactly he was, and if it had nectar. Not a ton, but enough to be unusual. He would almost certainly regret not noticing these two facts in the next couple of minutes.
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Post by Majin Presto on Mar 31, 2016 17:51:10 GMT
Presto hadn't been able to tell if she had completely caused a drought for the bee's nests, because she couldn't find any nests within the area. It would be understandable if they had tried to relocate, because of a pink menace raiding all of their hives. Presto had ducked under every nook and crane to find the honey she had been looking for. It was becoming quite clear that she had either been in a different area or the bee's had still not recovered from the majins raid.
Coming to a conclusion of her efforts, Presto had been convinced that she would not getting the natural honey that she had tasted once before. The majin sat her back against what she saw as an ordinary tree. Unknowingly she hadn't actually checked this tree. She let out a brief sigh against the stamp crossing her arms and pouting like a child.
Presto called herself sitting there until she had been satisfied with failure, which would probably have been a while. As the majin had been getting ready to settle on her own disappointment, she heard a faint buzzing noise. Presto blinked, she brought her head upwards to look at the "tree" she had been resting against. Bringing herself onto two feet she turned and looked at the somewhat oddly shaped tree.
The majin squinted her eyes, the buzzing must have been coming from this tree. In an effort to see if these bee's had been within the proximity of the resources she'd been searching for, she started to climb the tree. She could have flown, but she wanted to make sure she reached every part of the tree without over looking a single crack in the tree. As she continued up the "tree" the buzzing became louder and louder, she hadn't even been able to notice the structure of the tree as she did so.
When she made it to the top she had spotted the bee's. She smiled as she saw them swarm around this particular spot around the top of the tree.
"Ha! thought you could hide from me ayy?" She continued up the tree until she herself was propped onto a comfortably still branch that could be seen as a shoulder. Then the majins hands moved onto what could be seen as a head. "hmmm whats this metal cage around it? seems the bee's buffed up security" She said biting her lower lip, 'they're good' Presto thought.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 31, 2016 18:17:28 GMT
Slowly returning to consciousness, Bastion realized a few things. First, he was currently surrounded by bees. Given how his body's "Blood" was sap, this happened occasionally. Usually they went away when he started moving, but much like mosquitos for humans, they were rather irritating. He wouldn't have really bothered with them, however. His armor kept them away from most vital areas, as did his Ki aura. They were a minor nuisance at best, and definitely wouldn't have woken him up from his meditation. Thus, it must have been something else. What precisely this was became evident as soon as he opened his eyes.
Clinging to his face was a Majin, a pink, rather feminine looking one in a bib. She appeared to be poking at his helmet with some interest, peering at him as she pried at it. His eyes glowed green, and he shifted somewhat, his feet rising up out of the ground as he coughed lightly. "That Metal Cage is part of my armor. What's this about security, and..." He paused. How would one phrase this politely.
"Why exactly are you poking at my face... I'm sorry, I'm afraid I don't know your name." He would have given his customary nod, but he had a certain pink blob hanging on to him. He settled for an awkward one-armed wave. "I am Bastion. And you are...?" He had never seen a Majin before. Hell, even his own father had only encountered 2, one employed by a demon, and the bastard Komoto. However, this one seemed significantly less malicious than the grey-skinned, masked member of Red Eclipse.
Scratching his head slightly, Bastion glanced at her. She appeared somewhat teenager-ish, but much like himself, age seemed to be a rather pointless metric. After all, any other race would be barely vocal at his technical age. Shrugging slightly, he had to stop himself from shaking the Majin off. "I must say, this is not what I was expecting to find when I came out of meditation." Honestly, he hadn't really been expecting anything. Still, this definitely was something, so he hadn't been expecting it. Why was he BABBLING so much?
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Post by Majin Presto on Mar 31, 2016 18:45:42 GMT
Presto had been ready to reach her little hand past the metal bars that covered the tree's top, but her hand was quickly retreated when a green glow had spurred from the tree's...face? Presto soon was able to realize something, this had been no tree or not like the others at the very least. She blinked twice at the glow of his eyes and kept still holding onto the metal bars until she heard the rumble of the being rise higher than he had already been.
She held onto him tight before looking down to see how far up she had been which made her eyes widen. Presto turned back to the tree who had explained what the metal casing around his face had actually been. Presto would have been terrified of the tree man until she heard a somewhat friendly like form of words after he had asked why she had been on his face. She had been wondering why she had been on his face...why was she on A face?
When Presto realized that she had indeed been propped onto a persons face she retreated and simply floated in the air. From the angle she had been flying she had been able to get a better look at Bastion, the name he had presented himself with. Taking a look at his full body she wondered how she had missed him while she climbed up his body. He had a very clear humanoid like physique about him only he didn't really have any of the human traits like bones or skin...just like her.
Presto blushed a bit, feeling a bit embarrassed about unintentionally interrupting someone. She blinked twice before realizing she had yet to answer his few questions. "I-I'm sorry Bastion! I don't know how I missed that you had a body I thought you were another tree..."
She said before biting her lower lip and folding her hands behind her back. She didn't usually act this upbeat intentionally, but she didn't usually find herself mistaking someone for a tree very often. "My name is Presto, Majin Presto...I WAS looking for some sweet nectar that I find these bee's making...its this yellow sticky stuff and its better than the kind you find in stores!" She said gritting her teeth together. Presto proceeded to rub the back of her head and give a nervous smile towards Bastion.
"Sorry about that! I didn't mean to disturb you...also I like your name it holds a very powerful weight around it...heheh.." She was surprised that sweat hadn't been falling down her face, this was quite embarrassing for the majin.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 31, 2016 19:18:58 GMT
He wanted to be mad, he really did. After all, it should be clear that he wasn't a normal tree. The armor, the generally humanoid shape... it seemed fairly indicative. However, there were a few mitigating factors. One, he was not actually moving. Two, not everyone had heard of tree-based people. He couldn't fault that. Finally... She just looked adorable and he was trying not to giggle at the shock on her face. Maybe this explained his father's odd sense of humor. Seeing people, like Celmaru, react to his words and actions? It was rather amusing, honestly.
As Presto explained what she was doing here, it all came together. Those bees, plus the odd shape on his head... she probably assumed there was a bee-hive, and had been searching for honey inside. Instead, she had poked him in the eye. She wasn't much weaker than he was, but enough that it hadn't really hurt. He couldn't truly be mad about this, so instead he simply waved a dismissive hand. His eyes became glowing, upside down U shapes for a moment, and he chuckled warmly. "It is no bother. You are far from the first to make that mistake." She really wasn't. That android had made it only a few hours before. It seemed to be the curse of his kind, at this point.
"Thank you, I quite like my name as well. It fits what I do, after all. Yours seems quite fitting as well, given how you suddenly appeared on my face." Making a little "Tada" motion with his hands, the tree chuckled once more. Wait, had that been a joke? Well, it seemed he really was amused by this situation. That, or his meditation had calmed him down. One of the two. Suddenly straightening, he focused on the bee in front of his face, and did a quick, more in-depth sensing of it's energy. Doing the same to the others around him, he focused for a moment.
There was more Ki like this, minuscule though it was.... that way. Gesturing for Presto to follow him, the tall tree spun on one foot and began to move deeper into the forest. "Come, I believe I know where to find what you're after." Only a few dozen meters away, outside Presto's search radius but still within walking distance, a couple of hives buzzed. Wrecking them would only anger the bees, but there was another method for the morphic tree.
Placing a finger out, it lengthened and thinned into a long, somewhat bendy tube, which entered the hive. The back of his hand took a moment to shake, until a small basin-like bowl sprouted from it, a little tube curved over the edge. "That spoon is a bit too big for the hive, but if you give me a moment..." Concentrating, Bastion began to siphon off the honey, filling the bowl with the golden goo. After a few seconds, there was a bowl full, and a hive empty. Turning, he handed presto the bowl. "There you are. Hopefully that will save my face being sucked out in an attempt to fulfill your craving."
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Post by Majin Presto on Mar 31, 2016 22:13:29 GMT
Even in the unlikeliness for Presto to find herself possibly irritating someone and only prolonging their temper AND apologizing for it...she had not purposely mistaken the vegetation man named Bastion for a non sentient tree. Although she was obviously nervous in the presence of the giant she had not been complimenting him for the sake of her own life. Even in awkward moments such as these Presto couldn't keep herself from being honest granted that she wasn't purposely getting on someone's nerves. Presto found herself bracing for whatever might come next, knowing that the tree man was probably ready to go off on the majin, but the longer she waited the sooner she noticed that he was not attacking her in any sort of way.
As a matter of fact she saw what might have been one of the cutest things that a giant could ever do. Presto blushed as Bastions eyes had shifted to upside down U's giving making him look as jolly as santa himself. She lowered her guard at this, and the nervous smile she had on her face had turned into a warm one, as she had realized that Bastion wasn't as scary as she assumed him to be, not towards her at least. But the cute adjustment Bastion did with his eyes wasn't the only thing adding to his attractive demeanor.
She listened to how he had described how he had also found his name tasteful for a person like himself how it fitted with what she assumed he did for living. Her blush grew even darker when he had seemingly made a joke or pun on her name, how she just appeared in front of his eyes which was followed by wiggling Jazz hands. This made presto giggle hand hold her hands to her cheeks. "Awwwww~" she would say in response. Imaginary flattery hearts floated from her head and popped in the sky.
Presto brought her attention back to Bastion when she noticed that he had made a gesture for her to follow him and that he thought he could find what Presto was looking for? 'okay NOW I'm curious' Presto thought to herself as she moved to fly alongside the giant Bastion. It wasn't long until they made it to an area that Presto was sure she hadn't checked, and sure enough she heard the buzzing of many a bee. "woah!" she had been ready to fly towards the many hives until she had noticed Bastion making a few moves on his own.
After a few efforts of the giant Bastion Presto found herself face to face with a bowl, a curved tip and filled with honey. She gasped at this! she looked to Bastion then back at the bowl then back to Bastion. "F-for me?" She asked in a high pitched tone before she took the bowl from his possession, not in a rude snatch but quick enough to show her excitement for the honey. Presto dipped a finger into the bowl and took the small amount of honey that stuck to her finger and sucked it off. Her eyes nearly went up in flames, she had longed for this taste for so long. Her cheeks nearly swell up at the pleasant flavor coming into contact with her tongue.
"It's just how I remember it! but better?" She said before taking a small but hefty sip from the bowl, the sides of her mouth having a few droplets of honey. She wouldn't let those tiny drops escape her though, her tongue made quick work of the small amount left on her lips. She looked to Bastion nearly ready to cry. She floated over to him slower than usually. "I would tackle your face into a hug but I don't wanna ruin what you just did for me!" She said before wrapping her arms around the metal armor that was around his face, holding the honey in one hand.
"I could actually kiss you right now bastion! thaaank you!" She said doing the best she could to show her affection. She moved to sit on his shoulder, resting her head against his metal armored mask. "You know, at first I thought humans were the nicest in the world..but Bastion this may not seem like much but I am so grateful for what you have done!"
She would follow up by giving the metal mask around his face a smooch. "Hey Bastion, I know you are probably busy.." she said even though she knew that she had found him stalemate in the middle of the forest. "But do you wanna...hang out a bit?" She said before sticking a finger in her mouth after dipping it in the bowl of honey. She was sure he'd be fine with it, but just incase she gave him very sensual eyes and kept her finger inbetween her lips.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 1, 2016 22:18:16 GMT
The tree was currently attempting to process what was going on. He had assumed the Majin would be happy, but this was far more appreciative than he had been expecting. He attempted to vocalize some of this, but with Presto hugging his head, his face was rather blocked at the moment. It wasn't visible beneath the Majin's chest, but his cheeks were slightly glowing, a light green glow coming from the wood. Neither of them was aware of it, but this was the first time a Verdant had blushed. A milestone, to be sure, especially since both the person causing it and the person doing it reproduced entirely via magic.
Skipping past the biological reproduction of bubble gum and tree people, Bastion felt Presto pull back and attempted to get a handle on his typical stoic attitude. Normally, he would try and use his father's memories as a fallback, but this particular situation was an entirely novel one. As he realized this, Presto's lips pressed against the side of his head for a moment. Bastion's eyes widened, turning from thin ovals to huge circles for a moment, and a shiver ran up his spine. His cheeks were glowing like coals now, the green energy even lightly steaming off.
He nodded slowly. "I am glad you appreciate it. I was happy to help, Pres...to..." He had turned, intending to say something else. However, what he was confronted with was Presto, slowly sucking on a honey-coated finger, making doe-eyes at him. There was a slow, building whistle like a tea-kettle, and Bastion's eyes blinked out a few times before returning as two large spirals of green light. A slow plume of white steam slowly arced upwards from the mask he wore, and he turned away, clutching his face and trying not to look at the Majin on his shoulder. She...She was SO ADORABLE. This was a ridiculous amount of cute.
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Down in hell, Walker paused in his training montage. "... Why do I feel as though something impossible and insane is happening?" Sighing for a moment, he went back to training. Then, pausing, he turned and left the room. He was seeing what that feeling was.
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On Earth, Bastion managed to get his senses together enough to actually speak to Presto. Voice overly steady, he said, tone extremely casual, "Yes, I would like that, I am not particularly busy at the moment." This was, of course, said in a measured and calm tone, so why did it come out as though his words had tripped over their feet and fallen out of a clown car? Exhaling for a second, he tried again. "I would enjoy hanging out. What would you like to do?"
----------------- "Yes, I know, and no, I don't care." Walker hefted the demon sitting in front of the small crystal ball, and tossed him into one of the pillows sitting in the lounge of Tuner's tower. "I need to see something..." He paused, grasping the ball and mentally concentrating. He would check Bastion first, perhaps his son was already near whatever was happening. Still, he doubted the stoic soldier had anything to do with....
".... What the fuck."
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Post by Majin Presto on Apr 2, 2016 5:38:00 GMT
Presto's attempt at getting Bastion to stay with her was looking quite successful. She smiled at the tree man after retreating her finger from her mouth. The majin had this strange feeling that overwhelmed her fondness for humans and even her adopted mother, it was all at the cause of Bastion. Presto noticed the steam that arose from his head reminding her of well..herself.
It made her smile, she didn't know for sure what he was feeling but she could make a wild guess that he had probably felt similar to how she felt about him, but she wouldn't jump the gun so boldly. She giggled lightly when he had said he was glad that she appreciated him for the small deed that he did. Presto floated into the sky and in front of bastions face, she put each of her hands on a side of his mask, pursing her lips while looking at him. "So you'll stay with me for a while then? thats wonderful!"
She said with a wide grin along her face. She retreated back and went to sit along his shoulders in a piggyback like style. Her legs would dangle from each side of his head and she would rest her arms on the back of his head. "mmmm" she said thinking about what Bastion had just told her, how he wouldn't mind..no that he would ENJOY spending time with her and only awaited what the two would do.
She would rest her head atop of his, biting her lower lip she would look downwards and cross her legs around Bastions neck not too roughly or anything, especially with her soft skin if he could feel the softness of the majin to begin with he probably wouldn't feel much discomfort. "Well that's a good question, but in the end it doesn't matter what we do you know? all that matters is that I get to do something with you..Bastion." She said with a smile that he probably wouldn't have been able to see from where she had been on him.
Bastion had been given the extra 110% from Presto, the tree man's polite behavior was more than enough to pull the majin in. Presto had felt a warmth when near Bastion a warmth more comfortable than anything she had felt before. It seemed as if things were escalating quite quickly, but Presto saw much of the same between her and Bastion. With the two being what they were, Presto couldn't feel more welcome if she had been talking to herself. "I know! why don't we get to know each other? I would like to know so much about you Bastion..."
Presto's voice slowly went from a upbeat excited tone to a more sensual low tone of voice. "I'll go first, while it is said that there are other majins that are apparently native to earth..I am not, I was born or at least first appeared on a meteor of some sort until I crash landed on earth after being assaulted by Saiyans, then I met quite a few people who made me who I am today, and there's so much more!"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 2, 2016 22:24:01 GMT
Smiling beneath his helmet, Bastion frowned slightly. Why WAS he still wearing this thing? Removing the piece of metal, he smoothed back the branches on his head. The leaves formed a hair-like pattern, giving him the appearance of long hair. If one had ever seen an image of an old-style knight, this was rather along those lines. Running a hand through his leaves, the tree felt Presto land on his shoulders and smiled slightly. Unlike his father, he did actually have a visible mouth, a slightly jagged line across his lower face. It had been mostly hidden by the mask, but it was now revealed. Much like Majins, however, there wasn't really a nose. "That sounds sensible, yes." He couldn't help but notice that, unlike his own smooth wooden body, Presto was quite a bit squishier. He rather understood what his father meant about them seeming to be made from candy or something. It felt quite nice having her relaxing on top of his head, if he was honest. The weight was barely noticeable, especially with the heavy armor he wore, and it gave him a warm feeling in his chest that was quite new to him. As the two talked, he began to walk slowly through the forest, using his flight just a bit so as to avoid bouncing the Majin around. He was rather interested to note that she apparently came from outer space. Neither he or his father had encountered Majin's much, even the earthborn ones, and thus knew very little about them. It was quite odd, though, how similar her story sounded to his father's. "I am... well, I am not sure how to describe myself, exactly. This body is relatively new, but my mind was shaped by my father. Well, I say my father... but I am both part of him and my own being. It's... hard to explain. My father was created from multiple minds much older than he was at the time, and I am made in much the same way." He frowned slightly, pondering. This wasn't the best way to explain it, and he would have to just hope his point came through. "I suppose, honestly, I am much like you. I found myself on earth, I was shaped by various others..." His voice became a bit sarcastic for a moment, a rarity for the very polite tree. "And I was attacked by a bunch of Saiyans." Laughing a bit, he crested a rise, and stopped. "This is where I live. Welcome to the Cathedral Gaea." It lay in a large, sunken area, the trees overhead barely hiding it. It was made from a strange white stone, and had numerous outbuildings. Indeed, it appeared to be a small keep and town, made from ancient architecture, and with a few dozen tree people to be seen nearby. Gesturing with one hand, he chuckled slightly. "Took ages to clear away enough dirt to hide this place. Normally it flies, but that's a bit conspicuous."
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Post by Majin Presto on Apr 3, 2016 19:30:54 GMT
As the majin and her new tree friend, Bastion trotted along through the rawest of forests she noticed him taking off his helmet. To her surprise, he had something akin to hair that was only matched by his own tree like flesh. Bastion and Presto seemed to only look more similar to one another as time went on. It was interesting how two could be so identical without looking at all like each other. Bastion resembling a tree, his ravishing green glowing eyes and the opening on his face which could resemble a mouth but lack of a nose.
His tree like proportions allowing me to mimick having hair flow from the top of his head, and the adorable action of steam flowing from his body which could be read as an addition to his blushing. And then there was Presto, the majin. Her pink skin making most think of bubble gum or candy even, her flesh, soft to the touch and comforting for most other life forms to have against their skin. Her eyes had been these black orbs with a dot of white in the middle.
She held many holes around her body that most majins had. Her so called antenna being shaped to look like hair. There was of course the steam that would float from her own body, but that was more or less from an overflow of anger rather than a means of affection like Bastion. The majin Presto also lacked a nose but very well had eyes and a mouth.
Two peas in a pod Bastion and Presto were. Presto looked down to the handsome tree man as he began to explain how he came to be. He spoke as if it had been difficult to explain which was understandable of course, but she understood much better than he seemed to think she would. Presto smiled warmly and nodded her head although it was more than likely that Bastion wouldn't be able to see it.
"No no, it's not confusing at all! It's somewhat similar to how I am technically 3 majins...or...wow you know, when you try to explain it, the thought is kind of mind boggling...but I'm sure we understand each other, heehee!"
Presto was nearly tripping over her own tongue as she tried to compare the similarities of bastions origins and her own. Luckily the majin stopped herself before she would of had to wrap a cloth around her own mouth to prevent her from trying to explain it.
It was interesting how their similarities were not only in physicality but also seem to have the same experience with saiyans the first time either of them met one, though that seemed more like a saiyan issue than something they shared, at least the way the two had explained their stories. Before Presto knew it, Bastion had made it to the place he had been moving to all this time. Presto's eyes widened at the scenery.
Although she previously hadn't been much for enjoying the view of fauna...but what had appeared before her eyes made an exception to what she had previously thought. "Woooahhh!" Presto let out as her head turned to look at every corner of Bastions home, it was astounding, Presto could even see other tree people like Bastion around. "It's so big!" Presto said with the same jaw dropping expression on her face. She floated from Bastions shoulders to float next to him, giving a better side by side view on the scenery. "And it can fly?" Presto nearly shouted.
"Wow...It's...sooo big! I can't believe you actually live here Bastion!" Presto put a hand on Bastions shoulder as she expressed her awe for the scenery.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 3, 2016 21:56:16 GMT
Moving down the slope with careful steps, Bastion chuckled slightly as he heard the Majin's gasp of amazement. "Yes, this is my home. My father made this place, but he's... busy at the moment." Coughing slightly, the tree decided to avoid that particular topic. Walker was otherwise occupied, and besides, he was just friends with the cute Majin. The Majin. Presto, who was cute but not in that way and he was going to think about other things now. Admittedly, he had to wonder what his father would say about this current situation.
--------- In hell, Walker stared at the orb, then upwards, towards the living world (Metaphorically speaking.) Then back down at the orb. "....What?! But... What?"
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Unaware of his father's confusion at his blindingly obvious budding crush on the bright pink bubble-gum girl on his back, Bastion reached the island proper, quickly heading for the central keep and the living areas inside. It was a lot nicer than the woods, and besides that, Walker had started stocking food there after the numerous guests he had over. He probably wouldn't mind having another guest over, and besides, the Majin was relatively low on power level. If push came to shove, Bastion could subdue her. Not that he would want to, but just the thought made it safe. Steadfastly ignoring the skeptical feelings coming from Slither, the serpent watching from a nearby tree, Bastion moved to the courtyard his father used in situations with others. The place was quite beautiful, with dozens of species of exotic plants blooming in every corner. A wide open area in the centre held a table, and while Bastion couldn't control the place quite as well as Walker, he was able to mentally direct some treats up from the pantry a few levels below.
The materials for some coffee, Bastion's drink of choice, as well as a honeypot and quite a few assorted deserts moved up onto the table as the pair approached, Bastion gestured to them with a little bit of pride. That was incredibly handy, after all. "Here, did you want something else to eat? I don't eat much normal food, so most of this is for guests, anyway. I take it you have a bit of a sweet tooth?" Reaching up, he gave a quick boop to where Presto's snoot would be, and sat down, the Majin still curled about his head. He wouldn't admit it to anyone, but he found it rather adorable.
"As for the 'Three Majins' bit, I get what you mean. You don't seem the type to just consume people for no reason, at least not anymore. My father became who he was because of a few absorptions when he was created, so I can't really judge." Walker was still a little embarrassed it had taken Scargot explaining the concept to him, but Presto didn't need to know that. It wasn't about him, anyway. "Actually, out of curiosity... where do you stay? You do have a house, right?" Why was he hoping she said no?
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Post by Majin Presto on Apr 5, 2016 4:57:51 GMT
It had been more than apparent that the similarities between the two could go without saying much else. It had also been apparent that both of them seemed to still have secrets they didn't exactly like to go telling everyone, or at least things that would very much kill the mood of the friendly Duo that was present, and no one would be happy with that. Nothing seemed to change the fact that Presto had truly been incredibly interested in the tree man, a lot more than when she first encountered him that is.
Maybe her feelings stretched to lengths beyond that of a crush, Presto began to think what she would think if someone else were to have Bastion, could anyone truly relate to him how she did? Presto had been pretty confident in thinking that she could be the only match for Bastion, but anything could happen. As far as the majin was concerned she'd be sure to get more intimate with Bastion before the day was over, that should at least keep her on his mind, or so she believed. Bringing herself back into reality she was met with a room bastion decided to take her into.
Beautiful plants around the entire area, the fauna being a vigorous scene among the many of them. While the flora and fauna had been all nice and beautiful, that wasn't what caught Presto's attention. Presto's curiosity had truly been perked when Bastion had came across a table with some type of drink dispenser but more importantly many sweets and treats along the table and they looked just as good as any sweet would. Presto blinked when Bastion had poked her where her nose would be and smiled with her teeth when he asked if she had been hungry.
Of course Bastion had been getting quite aware of the sweet tooth the majin head already, if her trying to cause a drought for bees and their honey hadn't already been a sign, the ecstatic and excited look on her face now must have been.
"I thought you'd never ask!" She said with a small chuckle. The majin would float over to the part of the table that held the many sweets and tasty side snacks that one would probably have alongside their coffee or hot drink.
She reached for 3 big looking cinnamon rolls and held them in her arm. She held one in her hand and took a bite out of it, licking the frosting left on her top lip after doing so. "Awww I love this!" Presto said before moving back to Bastion. Though now that the tree man had been sitting down she didn't lay upon his shoulders. The majin would float down and lay upon his lap, leaning her head against his torso while taking another bite out of the sweet she held in her hand.
She would look up to him, assuming he'd be caught off guard she would bat her eyes in a sensual manner.
"You don't mind if I sit here right?"
She said seducing him once again, similar to how she did the first time around, licking the glazed frosting from her fingers. She would smile then wink at him, regardless of his answer although she was sure he wouldn't mind. She then leaned her head back as she were to answer his question. "A place to stay? well I have this ship thats pretty big but I wouldn't really call it home or any place I might find myself sleeping in"
She said before taking another bite out of the cinnamon roll. There was something cute she wanted to pull off but she wasn't sure she'd try it right this moment, but she thought she might get the chance after most of the questions between the two had been answered, which made her want to ask. "Hey you say you don't eat much normal food..but CAN you?" Presto would say with a tilt to the head.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2016 14:23:53 GMT
The tree had not been expecting this development. Blushing again, he tried to ignore the small Majin nestled in his lap, and resist the urge to hug her very tightly. This was HIGHLY bizarre, as he was fairly certain he was from a race that did not partner up. Then again, his father was the only other example, and so wasn't exactly a perfect example. It did not occur to the tree that his father was thinking the exact same thing at this moment, somewhere entirely different.
----------------------- Staring at the crystal ball for a moment, Walker sighed. "Right. I was planning to stay longer, but..." Standing up, he brushed himself off, and moved out of the room. Nearby, the very confused minion he had tossed to one side stared at him, then at the orb. Shrugging slightly, he adjusted the orb, and went back to watching the Battleball playoffs he had been watching before that guy burst in. -----------------------
Returning his focus to the conversation, Bastion shook his head slightly. "No, I do not mind. It feels... nice." He coughed slightly, putting a fist over his mouth. Why did it feel as though his face was on fire? This was very odd. "You don't have a home? Where do you sleep, then, if not your ship?" Sleeping on a ship sounded less than fun, as it obviously wasn't built the same way as the Cathedral. If it was, Presto wouldn't have been as impressed by the place. He resisted the urge to hug her for a second time.
As she licked her fingers, he managed to get his blush under control. It was obvious she was flirting with him, but he harbored a vague suspicion it might just be because he was giving her sweets. Still, he would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy the attention, and spending time with the cute pink Majin. Quirking his eyebrow at the secondary question, he nodded slowly. "Yes, I can eat, sort of. It's just a bit more effort than it's usually worth." Shrugging, he grabbed one of the cakes and put it to his mouth, taking a small bite. "I have to break it down differently."
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Post by Majin Presto on Apr 8, 2016 22:50:25 GMT
Presto was more than happy to hear that Bastion had been fine with her sitting on his lap. The tree man went as far to even say that he enjoyed it in some way. The Majin grinned at that, pleased to hear that he had no objections to her actions towards him. It had also been pleasant to hear that he also had no issues or malfunctions to eating regular materialistic food or sweet, which was good news for Presto.
Presto watched as Bastion lifted a slice of cake into his mouth, at first the majin had been somewhat worried since he had been feeding himself, since it was apart of her plan to do that for him, but she knew at that moment that she could easily salvage the situation to her advantage. Presto reached for a cinnamon roll that was visually much bigger than the others, even if Presto held it with two hands the sides would flop over her palms.
"So you can eat things like this then? then would you mind helping me finish this...have you tried one of these cinnamon rolls before?"
Presto asked facing completely towards Bastion. The majin would bite the end of the cinnamon roll that had been facing her, then face the other end towards Bastions while her mouth was still on the other end of the roll. Slowly bringing it closer to his mouth Presto would keep her eyes on his, he'd nod to him as if trying to say that it would be okay for him to bite the cinnamon roll even though she had already held her mouth on the other end. Presto would bat her eyes as her cheeks turned a darker shade of pink in a cute blush waiting for him to follow through.
The majin hoped this would work the way she had hoped it to. With her mouth on one end and his on the other the two would surely bring their lips together after eliminating the sweet inbetween them. When the cinnamon roll was gone all that would be left were their lips which would engage the two into a kiss.
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