Indie RP Blog for Neuro, from Majin Tantei Nougami Neuro. I don't own the character, anime, manga, or any of the art I post/reblog. Can be NSFW, but always behind a read more. I'll roleplay with anyone!
“Happy Halloween, as I’ve come to understand the tradition is.”
“Vague stories that there was a witch in the area. All the significant facts of the story have been falsified, the others come from a source of dubious credibility. Since no reliable documentation of any actual events exists, there is nothing worth looking into.”
“And thank you for saving me trouble of pointing out how atrocious your grammar and articulation are.”
“…..” He didn’t decide to dignify that with a response.
“Hm? My superior intellect has already solved and devoured the essence of that mystery… You’ll have to try again, foolish human.”
His lips thinned in displeasure. That was all…? Hn.
“I’ll have to decline that case.” He waved her off in a curt dismissal. “…a mystery without any anger, evil, or malice behind it has no flavor at all.. something like that isn’t worth my time.”
“Are you offering your services free of charge, mortal? I’m not one to pass up a free meal.”
"Hope’s Peak Academy; ever heard of it? The top talents from across the nation are hand picked and brought in to perfect and study their field, along with get high school level education. If I had to guess, that’s the place that I’d look first. Afraid I can’t really be of much more help though, that’s the limit of what I remember…Heh, what a pain."
“I see..” He hummed pensively, drumming his steepled fingers together. Hope’s Peak Academy.. hm? He’d have Akane do a little more research on the location, as well as the man in question.
“..very well. I’ll conduct a little research and see what I can find. Consult Sensei.. why don’t you leave me your information and I’ll call you in if I have any questions or make any findings?”
Unfazed by the somewhat increased proximity, Lac mulled over the uttered words. Disheartening, to be certain. Clearly the likelihood of receiving assistance here was minimal at best. But again, why had he not been told to leave as he’d otherwise expected…?
"…Sir is… Looking for me…" And the child wondered if, perhaps, he should just apologize to this man and leave before wasting any more of the elder’s time. Besides, all he truly needed was a place or a way with which he could escape the grasp of his "caretaker" indefinitely. Surely it wouldn’t be impossible to accomplish on his own?
Sir? …now that was interesting. Perhaps the child did have a feasible mystery after all, if he were avoiding the detection of some other entity. He bent a little to closer match the child’s lacking height.
“…just who.. is ‘Sir’? ..and why do you not want him to find you ..?”
The ominous grin that stretched his lips caused a coil of unease to tighten in the blonde’s stomach, viridian hues holding a tenor of dangerous suspicion and trepidation. Her posture stiffened further before a sharp glare decorated her features.
"Maka Albarn, scythe technician," She ground out, words falling from her lips with vigor, "Now tell me what the hell you are."
Scythe technician? Hm.. He’d never heard of such a thing. Though it was hardly surprising. Neuro was still relatively green to this realm, and fairly unfamiliar with its history. He didn’t even know who Jack the Ripper was, let alone the coveted culture of Meisters and Weapons! He thinned his lips as they stretched further apart, allowing his ravenous rows of teeth to peer through the alotted gap.
“…My name is Neuro, dear girl. And I’m little more than a detective. I’m in search of mysteries, you see.. nothing more. Unless you’ve committed a crime, you see… you hardly have anything to fear from me.”
"Is this the rigth place?"The young boy asked himself as he entered the old gray biulding.What the hell his master had in mind?Oh well,she said he’s a great detective apperantly,what bad could happen?He thought as he arrived the office’s door and knocked,entering."Is someone there?"
The demon bird’s nostrils flared out as the scent of a mystery seized his senses.. yet, something almost more intriguing mingled with it. The scent of an eternal soul; the newest occupant of the apartment building was anything but human. A low smile curved his lips as he ushered the guest outside his door, pleading entry, inside.
“..why yes! Come right in! I assume you have a mystery to solve?” He called out in his fauxest charming voice.