Locke leaned in a bit closer, his lips curled in a devilish smile and his coy gaze confirmed he had interpreted Orion's words just as suggestively as anyone with a filthy mind would've. And he was relishing in it. How could he possibly pass up this opportunity to mess with him a bit, get under his skin......and maybe into his pants, while he was at it. Well, it might be a bit to early for that.....that sort of thing would keep them up all night, no doubt. At least for now, Locke could press his buttons and see where things went.
"You can't get me out of your mind? You're too sweet, darling~" He teased, "I do have that effect on people. And who, could blame you? We did share a rather unforgettable night together, hm~?"
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The main office was cluttered with papers and files and boxes. Most were kept in the back of the office, stacked haphazardly in piles up to 6 feet high. Most of the mess was kept behind the large desk in the middle of the room, save for a trail of papers that led to the doorway, as if someone had recently climbed out of one of the heaps of paperwork....but that'd be absurd, of course. The large, wooden desk in the middle of the room looked normal enough; it had a little jar holding pens and pencils, a stapler, a sharpener, a couple pads of colorful sticky notes and about 15 different kinds of clocks. The worn out bed of some type of small pet was kept in the front of the desk, and while it was currently empty the shed fur and the signs of it being chewed on hinted there was some sort of small mammal roaming the room somewhere. To the right of the door were 6 different chairs of 6 different colors, placed carelessly in a crooked line against the front wall.
After Katsuruga called into the empty office, it was dead silent, save for the out of sync ticking of the many clocks. However, after a brief pause, a boy.....or....girl...no.....definitely a boy.....sprang up from beneath the desk. "Hi there!" The girl cheerfully greeted, her wide grin unchanging, "How can I help you today?" The boy was covered with stitches, with gears sticking out here and springs there, metal joints peeked between stretched-out seams and parts of cracked porcelain covered other parts. It was quite difficult to tell what the girl was made of, but whatever he was, her gleeful expression was frozen in place as he waited for a response from the two newcomers.
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Nox's mouth remained agape the entire time Neptune was pummeling her fleshless corpse. She watched, confused and distraught as the trunk that her deceased traveling companion had been towing around for her tumbled down the hall, and her skeleton was pounded into dust. She dropped her bags and reached out a hand. "Wha....what are you doing?!?" Nox shouted, not only entirely distressed, but also increasingly nervous. She wasn't strong, not in the least, and when it came to hand-to-hand combat, she was hopeless. Still, she wasn't totally defenseless, but even so, she was sure she was in for a painful confrontation should this lunatic turn on her.
Neptune said:
"Why hello there strange little girl! No more need to worry, I assure you that I've dealt with the threat accordingly! I saw this evildoer stalking you and stealing your luggage, so I made sure to teach him a lesson he'll never forget."
Unable to even find the proper words, Nox stared at Neptune in disbelief. Her arms dropped to her sides, and she dropped to her knees. Honestly, she was a bit relieved, though was still a bit shaken up by the whole ordeal. "That...." She finally spoke, the corner of her mouth twitching into a nervous and exasperated smile, "That was carrying my trunk for me. I'm a necromancer.....that is....was....my skeleton...."
