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"Right on time, lets go ahead and get set up eh?" He would let go of her hips, not noticing the blush on her skin as the sun was staining both of them red in it's crimson glow. He would pull out a blanket from his inventory and with a flourish lay it out for the two of them to settle down on...

Brutus would give her a smile before she vanished into the electronic ether, he would trudge back to the changing rooms and go through the motions of getting dried off and dressed. Unlike most people, he had a place to lay his head when he logged off, so he would go out of his way to head back...

"It's just like building up your own stamina. You have to push yourself to your limits in order to grow." He would wipe the sweat from his brow. "And I'm fine! I'll rest when we make it to the hill I promise." He would continue to trudge along the river bank. "Think of this as training...

"A Cloaca is a multi-purpose oriface used for pooping, peeing, and reproduction." Brutus would explain. "Birds, reptiles, and fish have them due to various natural factors, the primary of them being egg laying." He would reach down and shake her head slightly. "Hey now, don't go falling...

"I need to focus on my pyromancy a little more, and develop a higher magical reserve." He would complain, slowing his pace a bit. 'As of right now they're just like...super jumps and not actual flight. I'm just propelling myself higher and higher, then dropping real slowly..." He would shake...

"Got it." Brutus replied with a nod. "We're going to hike for half an hour, find a big fuck off crow and kill it the fuck dead." He would turn to the others to check in on them. Pan would skitter onto his shoulder and peer at him, his eight mechanical occulated lenses narrowing and enlarging...

"Well last time I was here I got really drunk and tried to convince Toko to have a threesome with some fox woman we'd just met." He chuckled slightly. He would raise his smoke to his lips, take a puff, and then exhale. "Now before we go all in on trying to find some delightful dame to Eiffel...

"Excellent work." He would subconsciously reach down and pat the silver haired vixen's head affectionately, like one would a dog or a small child, ruffling her hair ever so slightly. Brutus would nod along with her words affirming her intentions as she went to work learning her combos and...

The giant would grin as eh continued his trot. She was practically holding his hands right now, this was borderline romantic? He was going to see it as such at least, until proven otherwise. He would let her question hang in the air unanswered for a moment before he would take a running leap...

"Well mama merm probably expels the eggs out of a cloaca into a safe place for them to vibe till they hatch, then daddy Merm busts a fat fish nut all over them to fertilize them. They then probably gestate in their chamber until they're ready to hatch." Brutus would shrug. "Or, that's what...

"Fucking..." He hissed. "Dumbass." He hissed, wrapping his arms tight around her and squeezing tightly. "You scared me shitless, I haven't been able to get a single nights sleep because you, y'know?" He would listen to her sobs, her breath warm on his neck as he would pat her back. His own...

He would reach up and gently brace her thighs against his shoulders so he could waggle her with slightly more umph without sending her flying. "I can and I have!" He would exclaim grinning from ear to ear. He would reach a bend in the river and then he would hop carefully to a rock, then to...

The giant drew his hand back and... SMACK Slapped the woman across the face with enough force that it wouldn't bruise her, but enough to sting and hopefully draw he back to her senses. "Newsflash dummy." He would growl. "You're alive, I'm alive, and we're in the middle of fucking nowhere...

Badump badump The fact that she was trying to drop the honorifics was adorable, the way it made her heart race, the way it made his own heart race. Gods above, why did she have to be so dense? He'd practically already confessed to her once already, how many times was he going to have to...

"I mean, metaphorically and physically yeah." He would shrug. "Also, I'm not some hulking mountain of flesh IRL, I hope you can forgive me for not being Shaq sized." He would let out a throaty chuckle. "But people drag me all over the place, I am a very accommodating man." Shaking his head...

"Gomen nothing Toko." Brutus would manage between breaths. "I was the one who took us that way..." He would dab some sweat from his brow. "And then I had you all distracted and shit, it's not your fault." He would reach up and pat her on the head. "Besides, it's all fixed. We're well on...

"GOD FUCKING DAMNIT ILYA" Brutus would slam his knee into one of the two headed hound's skulls. The creature would yelp with pain as he would grab it by the scruff, twirling it around the air before tossing it like a sack of potatoes and blasting it with a gout of flame hot enough to melt...

"Apparently." Brutus would quip back "While you've been off finding missing stars and gathering machine parts I've been kicking more Goblin ass than you can shake a stick at. Someone must have survived to tell a story about me, and I guess you got tacked along for the tale. As for Gon and...

"I see." Brutus would muse, listening to her story. "That sounds...fucking awful. I'm sorry to hear you're in that situation." His brow furrowed and he would shake his head. "I wish I could be more present for the journey if we undertook it but..." he would pause. "I already push the...

"When I started playing I ran into the person I share this shack with." He would thrust a thumb over to his shack. "And we played together constantly for my first week here. It helped me find my stride, and if doing something similar helps you find your place in this world or lets you have a...