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It was gonna happen sometime.

🐄Hey kids! It's Indrik! King of Beasts (in training), ex-earth spirit, now Rex spirit and generally weird critter!🐄

Indrik is usually quite a sleepy baby, and as long as he's got a full tum-tum, he'll laze away his days either in the stables or in Rex's creepy van. But sometimes, a freakish beast has gotta do what a freakish creature has gotta do. One of those times is when the door to his pen is left open by mistake. As such, the pony-sized, cow-faced, golden-scaled, firey red lion-maned, lizard-tailed, thing with a big chubby belly is going on an adventure! Dare you be a random encounter in Indrik's epic tale?

Hit the Bench
So you're enjoying a nice quiet sit on a bench, eh? Whatever your doing can't be that important because it does not involve Indrik, but fortunately he is here to solve that. With a crash, Indrik's little cow head busts through the wood of the bench's backrest. Hello, his little cow face seems to say, by jutting his tongue out and staring.

Screaming
Some days, you just gotta scream. Don't matter where you are or what the time is. He's already worked out if you smack a door a couple of times it will either fall off its hinges or someone in there will let you in. Indrik finds himself a nice person and just shrieks at them. Head jutting forward, body lowered and mane bristling he unleashes something which is half devastating mooing and half paralysing roar- except miniaturised, so it starts as a meep and becomes a squeak.

I didn't know I could do that!
The original Indrik was known for making the earth shake when he walked and unleashing flames to destroy those with evil hearts foolish enough to cross his path. The current Indrik is just a chunky boy concerning the former, and with the latter, he has yet to demonstrate any flames at all.

Until two minutes ago when he started burping up fireballs because he's been eating from trashcans all day. They're not terribly hot and burst much like dazzling fireworks after a few seconds with a bang, making them more startling than dangerous, but the fact he's running around shooting them off everywhere is probably a little offputting at least.

(( For those not in the know- Indrik is a super weird spirit linked to Rex's soul, who shares Rex's general paranoia that everyone might possibly be an enemy except he's an unstoppable idiot, so watch out for your kneecaps! He can be friendly, but mostly he's angry. His feelings on people are influenced by Rex's own too. Good with kids. Anyone is free to know Indrik is Rex's 'pet', as he often walks him around campus. Rex will probably show up after a bit in each scenario because Indrik is not allowed out unsupervised. ))

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Kano is very very glad he'd had the foresight of making an escape route just outside his window, because it might need to be used very soon. He grits his teeth against the noise, slow steps back as he retreats further into the room with the chair as his shield. He really... doesn't want to let the thing in his room, even though there really isn't anything inside to destroy. The walls are completely blank, desk bare, plain bed sheets and the covered pushed aside instead of the bed being properly made, but overall, it looks like the bedroom of somebody who'd just arrived on moving day and hadn't yet unpacked.

From underneath the covers, something moves, and then a little bearded dragon pokes its head out.

"Oh no," Kano mumbles under his breath. "Please don't eat lizards."

Indrik doesn't have enough of a grasp of interior design to have any opinion on Kano's room, but he does become immediately interested in the lizard. First a flicker glance with just his red eyes, then once his little brain realises what he's looking at, his whole head turns. Indrik has more than a little lizard in him, the glistening golden scales and the thick tail like a Komodo dragon, held upright by powerful muscles- though his has a tuft of red like his mane on the end.

His lips curl up, revealing that he also has a mouthful of fangs. Ideal for lizard munching. Though weirdly he doesn't seem to want to risk taking the tiny thing on before a dominance display. Throwing his head side to side, pawing the floor with a hoof. Gearing up to charge.

And falling flat on his fat face when he tries, because Rex is holding the end of his tail, so he just flops down with a crash.

"This is where you went," Rex says impassively as if he didn't just stop a 750lb miniature beast of mass destruction with one arm. Thank you, strength buffs.

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No... His little lizard friend had such a short life. But that life is extended when Rex comes to the rescue— Kano turning sharply from behind his chair to stare at Rex taking the monster without breaking a sweat, and then taking the opportunity to hop over to his bed and scoop up the lizard to dump into the hood of his jacket.

"It's yours?" he asks, returning to safety behind his desk chair. "That thing's yours? ...What's its name?"

“I’m afflicted with him, yes,” Rex says in his deadpan way, keeping hold of Indrik’s tail as he gets back on his feet. Once the beast is on all fours, Rex gently places one foot on his side and nudges.

Bam, back down. Now flat on his back and apparently like a tortoise, unable to right himself not matter how furiously he kicks his legs in the air. Rex just impassively looks around the room, half snoop, half working out the damage he’ll have to repair. Just a door. Not too bad.

“He’s Indrik.”

He has to frown inside a bit at somebody else looking about his living quarters, purposely sparse as it is so nobody would be able to find anything incriminating, but also at the question as to whether Rex is really that strong or maybe Indrik is that weak? No, no, the creature had rammed down his door, hadn't it? So Rex is just... like Naoki...

Terrifying.

"Ah, well!" Kano summons up a little more courage, because being mauled by a cow-lion whatever is one thing, but if Rex the human is here and murders him, he's sure Imelda will get mad and avenge his death.

"It looks like he got lost lookin' for you? There's no way he came here on purpose, 'cause I don't have any food! ...I'm not food, either!!"

Rex and Naoki have smacked each other around a bit, in fact. It was a fun time for all! Apart from that guy Rex saw Naoki murder and is using to blackmail him but it's fine!^*

Anyway, Rex actually concludes based on what he knows about Kano that his room is left this way purposefully. He may even have a 'van' of his own somewhere that he actually lives in. It's also about now that Rex realises this is Imelda's domain and he will get kicked in the throat if she finds out he's causing destruction here, after the whole vivisecting Héctor thing.^*

"He tends to go, do and eat as he wishes unless I am present to stop him," Rex explains as he flicks two fingers upwards on one hand, lifting the door into the air. The ripped out screws float up too, bent out of shape. No sense wasting his strength buff! He bends them back with his fingers. "And anything is food if you eat it.^*"

*Man this one tag makes Rex come off real bad, huh.

Rex did not get enough yellow hearts on the heart meme.

Kano definitely has more primary haunts than just this one bedroom, but still, he appreciates what looks like Rex fixing up his door for him, even going as far as to dig a small screwdriver out of his jacket pocket to hand over to Rex, just in case he wants to do this manually and not use his alarming telekinesis magic whatever.

"You had so many yogurts before, I didn't think you'd ever run out of food feeding your pets..." He leans over and regards Indrik, hoping that Rex's presence really is enough to keep Kano from being eaten.

"Not all things you put in your mouth is good for you, though~ Remember that, alright, Indrik?! Eating people will probably give you indigestion, so they're no good! It's not worth it!! There's tastier things out there!!!"

"He's not a pet. He's a responsibility," he says with a glance at Indrik, whose legs are still whirling like he's riding two invisible bicycles. He's not a smart creature. "And he doesn't understand you."

Rex takes the screwdriver and continues to be unnerving by not using it with his hands. It floats off under his direction, the door held in place and the whole thing is put together by what appears to be a squad of ghosts working in tandem. The constant small displays of his abilities are actually not calculated to be as unsettling as some find them. He's just much more comfortable with all this magic business than most. Its always been his life.

"However, I am attempting to train him to be less aggressive and I apologise for the inconvenience he has caused."

If he's a responsibility then take responsibility, Kano wants to say, because the door is being fixed but there was also those twenty seconds of his life he'd lost being scared shitless that he was about to get eaten, and that's time and sanity he cannot get back. He's emotionally scarred now, Rex. That's permanent.

"Hm, hm~ It's too bad I don't take verbal apologies!" He does, but not when there's an opportunity to try wringing the most out of a situation. "But if you do something for me, I'll forgive both you and Indrik~"

Rex barely reacts to that, standing his arms crossed while the screws, driver and door move as if alive behind him. Once he knows where things are going, he doesn't need to look.

"Ah, that took longer than I expected." Because Rex predicts everything. Everything. Ah, if only he were a seer he'd be so much happier. "State your terms."

Of course Rex knew that he was going to ask for something. And of course he'd expect what Kano says next, back straight and hands clasped behind his back.

"An IOU~ A small favor, to be collected at a later date. You can, of course, deny the favor and make me choose another if it isn't something you can do."

But what he wants most at the moment is an IOU— has been collecting them from various people, in the past months- because it isn't like he's wanting for anything, nothing he desperately needs that he can't get with his own ability. IOUs are handy.

"How loathsomely vague." He says that with the exact sort of dispassionate and grim tone that only someone who uses the word 'loathsome' in all seriousness would.

The door is completed behind him and this entire time Indrik's legs have been whirling, but now he's starting to wear out. To finish the task of calming him, Rex places one foot on his beast's belly and slowly rocks him like he's his own baby cradle.

"But forgiveness is a valuable commodity these days."

Which is his weird old man from a myth way of saying 'okay.'

"Isn't it~?"

He grins, though, because loathsomely vague is a good way to describe his ...basically his entire existence, if he's doing it right. But it's that other comment that he would really stand by, because forgiveness really is such a valuable thing— Kano's always found it impossible to forgive, after all, letting grudges grow and overwhelm, though it's rare somebody rubs him the wrong way enough to warrant a vendetta.

But Kano doesn't talk weird old man from a myth. He holds out his hand, to shake or pinky swear or whatever Rex's preferred method of agreement is.

Rex is pretty much the opposite. Grudges seem pointless, like just about everything else. Besides, what right does a guy like him to judge anyone else unforgivable?

Rex stares at the hand for a moment, before shaking- his hands are calloused, tough things and his hand is huge. But all the same, he's gentle with his grip. It's like having your hand buried in the sand. Rough and heavy, but not crushing.

I dunno, every time Rex fixes Kano with this dead stare, he feels pretty judged. But maybe that's the anxiety nudging at the back of his mind, breath held the entire time Rex stares at his hand like he doesn't know what to make of it. It figures that a tall guy like Rex has huge basketball hands, Kano's hands lost in them, fingertips cold but the rest of his hand warmer as he gives Rex's hand a tight squeeze.

He doesn't let go.

Just squeezes, and holds on.

That's just Rex's face, really.

Rex's stare moves from Kano's face to hand and back again a few times. He doesn't actually do anything to dislodge him or make a comment about it though. He doesn't return the squeeze either.

It's just going to be a long, quiet moment.

Except for Indrik quietly meeping.

Rex's face needs to stop.

This also needs to stop, the lack of reaction that doesn't give Kano anything to go off of, so he lets their hands hang in the air for a couple more awkward seconds and then lets them drop. Without letting go.

Instead, he starts off out the door, tugging Rex with him. Alright, both of you, you can get out now.

He really doesn't know what Kano was going for there- he's a pretty baffling kid, overall. Rex goes without complaint and entirely silently.

Then leans on the back wall in front of the door for however long it takes Kano to do something about the fact Indrik is still just tortoising around on his back on the floor. He figures he'll just open the door again and let Rex come get him.

How can Indrik smash down a door but also not be able to flip himself over, how is this the same creature... Kano had been expecting Indrik to trot on after them when they left, but after it's clear that that didn't happen, he turns around and stares.

"...He can't do the Pepita thing and-" He finally lets go of Rex's hand now, but to bring his hands together in a clap that stops an inch before actually clapping together, a motion that's supposed to be miming Indrik shrinking down to some cuter pocket-sized creature like Pepita as a cat.

He's not smart, that's why. Indrik absolutely could flip himself over if he wasn't convinced he can't. It's really best for the world he doesn't work it out anyway- he'd be unstoppable.

Rex's face scrunches up in confusion for exactly a quarter of a second as he thinks of the meanings of the word Pepita and how they could possibly apply to Indrik right now. He is kind of pumpkin shaped. He's also golden coloured. Does Kano mean can't he shrink to the size of a nugget?

"...What?" Is what he concludes.

Yeah, it'd be nice if Indrik could shrink to the size of a nugget— or even better, a pumpkin seed and then maybe he would be tolerable. But it doesn't look like Rex knows what Kano's talking about, so he lets his arms drop and shoves his hands into his pockets.

"You've never met Imelda's cat?" he asks, because everybody else he's talked to who's met Pepita only knew her as a cat, and he's not sure how large a secret that's supposed to be.

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