Two Gremlins in Italy [Lilynette, Klein]

Lilynette had certainly gotten her roots in a bit of an odd place. Initially she had actually hung around America, but frankly the whole shadowfall thing going on around there just wasn't the vibe. Europe had proven a bit more lax in terms of those kinds of issues. Away from all that fuckin....demon shit. And so the pair soon emerged from Descorrer in the outskirts a mile or so away from Milan. She wasn't really all that much for being IN the big city. But so long as she could reach it easily enough with Sonido, it worked fine enough for her. Thus the two of them would emerge just outside a small little house that frankly few would know. Klein was pretty much the first person to really show an interest in the world of the living.

"Bienvenida a mi casa. Figured takin ya to my place would be a little easier on yer senses than goin right into the city. Shit gets pretty loud and it can be rough if you spend most of your time in the dunes." She explained to the short arrancar as she opened the door, peeling her jacket and that half-skirt she usually wore off and tossing them to the side, leaving her in her shorts and tube top as she gave a gesture around, smiling proudly at her abode.

The place was .... oddly neat and cosy. Lots of furniture, well-maintained. The size and furnishings alone made it SEEM like about 5+ people lived in the place. The perfect home for a pack Lily didn't quite have yet. A couple of the wolves had snuck along with them and promptly a couple of them plopped themselves onto the floor or a chair, a pair of them slipping outside to begin patroling the city. All while Lilynette kept an eye on Klein, curious to see his reaction.

Lilynette was aware of the little glances without even looking to be honest. She expected that, however, when she saw that nervous little expression on Klein's face a slow, sly smirk crept across her face. Immediately pleased. It wasn't so much that Lilynette was vain or anything, she didn't give a shit about how she really looked like fancy-wise. But when someone took a bit of time to appreciate what she had goin on? After spending so much time with ICHIGO and IGNACIO? It was a damn nice fresh cup of water.

Klein would find the ex-primera striding right on over to him and smiling as she leaned down, getting into his face just a little. "Hey, somethin wrong little bud? Yer lookin at me a little funny. M'I wearing something inside out?" She asked him, looking him in the eyes as she promptly put him on the spot and drawing attention to those little glances of his.

She'd pause, considering his question about food. "And yea. I got food. You want something?" She ventured casually enough, still dominating most of his field of vision.

She liked that nervous look in his eyes.
Maybe it was the wolf in her, but seeing him get so nervous was something she enjoyed greatly, and she took another step between his ankles, moving in just a bit closer, further encroaching on his personal space as she studied him. With her so close, he'd have to make much more exaggerated glances if he wanted to see anything, and at the same time, boy would he get a gratuitous look at what he went looking at.

She took a hold of the front of his shirt. Her hand snapping in. He probably wouldn't get much time to respond. The only hint at the speed she was capable of was how easily she'd been able to sneak up on him. She insanely fast, enough that she would grab him by the shirt likely before he had much opportunity to interact, and would get a sharp tug, pulling him in close. Close enough to feel the roll of spiritual energy around her. for just an instant at least. She paused.... recognizing the scent of prey.

And then kissed him on the cheek.


"Thanks, I like your hair." She chimed casually, before promptly turning and walking into the kitchen. Leaving him to process that close encounter as she soon returned with a container. Setting it on the counter. "Frankly I expected you to ask for a meal, but hey I won't knock it if you want a snack first. I only got the mix though, but picking out the peanuts shouldn't be too hard, yea?" She chimed casually.

She liked it. That sudden jarring panic in his eyes. He hid it well, but she could smell it on him, as well as feel it. She had to resist the urge not to tune her soul to his. No, she didn't know how strong he was, she did't want his soul ripping itself apart. That bashful little look away had her grinning nice and wide, clearly enjoying this little game as she watched him going for the mixed nuts.

"That right? Well we'll see how you feel about the nuts, then if you're still hungry for something more.....substantial." She locked eyes with him, briefly. "I'm sure you can just look around and point out something you'd like to eat." She chimed casually enough before turning and making her way to the couch, plopping herself down before patting the spot beside her.

"Any preferences for how to pass the time? I usually enjoy games myself, but sometimes just sitting around and letting he TV make noise can be pretty fun. What about you?" She asked, keeping things seemingly casual, despite the underlying tension. Despite the intensity with which she focused on him. It wasn't anything about her eyes. Her stance was completely relaxed. But if he had particularly strong instincts. He'd FEEL that focus she had locked on him.

Lilynette quirked a brow and watched as Klein continued with his stammering response, that bright pink eye looking him up and down as he spoke. No, she definitely could sense something was up. Or at least she assumed something was up. His little act was flawless to be honest, at least as far as she was concerned. Her own instincts didn't pick up anything other than prey. However, he'd made the mistake of giving away how old he was. And there was simply no way. Plenty of people survived in hueco mundo at his level. But that little...innocent little guy act he was trying to sell WASN'T something that seemed all that likely. Especially not one of Szayel's types. They all had some weird funky abilities.

"Nice. So how about you give me a real answer this time? If you wanna keep bein a faggot and keeping up the act that's fine. But hey, If a girl invites you into her house, I think you can afford to be a little honest, yea?" She noted calmly enough. Entirely aware that she may very well be wrong. But she was fine putting her cards down on the table. And frankly? She was hoping this was an act. It was kinda pathetic. But on the off chance that there was somethin else going on in there? That put a grin on her face and was plenty of motivation to speak up.

Besides, she wasn't the type to just pussyfoot around and just try and figure it out over time. Best just get it outta the way up front.