[A] Big brother, wont you die for me. [Killua immediately gets up, the voice is sweet and innocent, even if the words themselves were a cause of alarm. Killua couldn’t figure out where they were coming from at first]
Killua, pat me on the head! [A second voice rights out just as childish as the first, this time he runs towards the source finding a some sort of portal. He isn’t sure about what going on, this feels incredible off, he looks at his gear thinking maybe he should contact someone before just sending a text to Gon. He rushes back into the dojo to get supplies, he isn’t going to stop and change his team there is no telling how long that portal will stick around. Backpack in hand and a wary grin on his face he steps into the portal.]
[If he is being honest with himself, the fact that Alluka isn’t here shouldn’t have be pissing him off so much. The chaos in front of him could be a welcome bit of fun. There are two facts that sadly is driving making him furious. One Alluka is clearly isn’t there meaning some asshole decided it was a good idea to mimic her to get his attention. Two, the only being that he remembers that could do such things was a royal pain in the ass that ticked him off like nothing else.
So when Wonka is call out to play she senses her little master is a bit miffed, she can almost feel sympathy for whoever he is going unleash it on. Keyword is almost, Wonka little sadistic heart is going to enjoy every last minute of his joyous occasion. ]
Wonka, I only want you to know one thing before we do this. Think of this situation like our usual games of tag, no holding back on anyone that gets in my way.
[The last of that sentence is growled out to the Mismagius’ glee. Help out Killua or get out of the way these grunts have pain coming their way.]
[B]
This is going to get boring quickly if you’re just going to scream like a wuss. [Killua has a one of the Aqua grunts at his mercy, the poor man in his grasp is looking at little bit worst for wear. It doesn’t help that Killua is dripping berry juice into the man’s wounds, making every ache ten times worst.]
If you just tell me what I need to know, we could both be on our way. You passed out in that growing heap over there and myself going to look for a another thick head to toss around.
[Said heap is in fact other grunts that Killua come across so far, from the pained groans and whimpering it seems like they were much better off. The man just pleas for mercy as Killua looks him over. Someone may want to stop Killua before he starts getting even more creative.]
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Big brother, wont you die for me. [Killua immediately gets up, the voice is sweet and innocent, even if the words themselves were a cause of alarm. Killua couldn’t figure out where they were coming from at first]
Killua, pat me on the head! [A second voice rights out just as childish as the first, this time he runs towards the source finding a some sort of portal. He isn’t sure about what going on, this feels incredible off, he looks at his gear thinking maybe he should contact someone before just sending a text to Gon. He rushes back into the dojo to get supplies, he isn’t going to stop and change his team there is no telling how long that portal will stick around. Backpack in hand and a wary grin on his face he steps into the portal.]
[If he is being honest with himself, the fact that Alluka isn’t here shouldn’t have be pissing him off so much. The chaos in front of him could be a welcome bit of fun. There are two facts that sadly is driving making him furious. One Alluka is clearly isn’t there meaning some asshole decided it was a good idea to mimic her to get his attention. Two, the only being that he remembers that could do such things was a royal pain in the ass that ticked him off like nothing else.
So when Wonka is call out to play she senses her little master is a bit miffed, she can almost feel sympathy for whoever he is going unleash it on. Keyword is almost, Wonka little sadistic heart is going to enjoy every last minute of his joyous occasion. ]
Wonka, I only want you to know one thing before we do this. Think of this situation like our usual games of tag, no holding back on anyone that gets in my way.
[The last of that sentence is growled out to the Mismagius’ glee. Help out Killua or get out of the way these grunts have pain coming their way.]
[B]
This is going to get boring quickly if you’re just going to scream like a wuss. [Killua has a one of the Aqua grunts at his mercy, the poor man in his grasp is looking at little bit worst for wear. It doesn’t help that Killua is dripping berry juice into the man’s wounds, making every ache ten times worst.]
If you just tell me what I need to know, we could both be on our way. You passed out in that growing heap over there and myself going to look for a another thick head to toss around.
[Said heap is in fact other grunts that Killua come across so far, from the pained groans and whimpering it seems like they were much better off. The man just pleas for mercy as Killua looks him over. Someone may want to stop Killua before he starts getting even more creative.]