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At some point in the history of every interdimensional nexus, something strange, unprecedented, and just plain odd happens.

The seal wandering around in the middle of the lobby might just be that incident for the mansion.

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The witch. He and the witch did not get along at all, her interest in him extending beyond the vaguely dominant position she took towards all fully human males.

A slight nod of recognition.

Akako blinks at the little nod, a happy smile - that could be somewhat dangerous - creeping over her lips. She reaches out to take the seal's other flipper. Now they're hand in hand.

"An earthly nurse sits and sings,
And aye, she sings by lily wean ..."

Akako is singing brightly to the seal, with her waving his fin to the rhythm.

"And little ken I by bairn's father,
Far less the land where he dwells in."

She stops to hold the whiskered face in her hands. "You're such a sweet thing aren't you? Aren't you?" She nudges her nose with his.

Yes, she's talking in a rather patronising tone.

He has never been more humiliated in his life. He has a choice. He can tell the witch who he is, or he can sit here and take it and risk her wrath later.

So he blinks large dark eyes at her as she sings.

"For he came one night to her bed feet,
And a grumbly guest, I'm sure was he,
Saying "Here am I, thy bairn's father,
Although I be not comely."

Akako tickles the smooth skin under the seal's chin. "And is your home Sule Skerrie?"

It's not a constrained laugh, it's a snort of annoyance, and he pulls his head away from her hands. Toying with him like this, like she didn't know what he was annoyed him.

She pouts just slightly when he pulls away. "What's wrong? You don't like being a selkie?"

"I don't like people who know better" Hakuba Saguru's smooth British-accented tones from the seal's mouth, "treating me like some sort of dumb animal."

Vaguely, Akako wondered how it was possible for a seal mouth to create such refined human words ... It should be physically impossible.

Wide eyes. Innocent. "Oh, but this is how you present yourself. You can't expect more than what you present ... And you are quite cute like this."

In her mind she giggles. A Hakuba selkie, ahahaha, what happened here.

Magic, Akako. Magic.

He scooted backwards, rather inelegant, but he didn't want her any nearer than she had to be. "As I said, you know better than that."

Mutual strings of attractive magic, her sorcery and his natural ability twining and pulling against each other.

=\ Hakuba + magic = this thing, Akako is brb not thinking about that. :D

She smirks as he edges away clumsily. "What is so appealing about being in this form?"

"I happen to like this form."

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