...he couldn't not do it. Its a cooking job. He's sure even blindfolded, or giving instructions, it was something he could be great at. For cooking for 500 mooncoins? Sign him up.
Honestly, it also helps that at least he could keep his mind neutral during any spell attempting to read his closeness level.
Undercovered
Red Son usually didn't bother with things like law enforcement. Monsters, science, sure. Those were fine, but it felt just a touch hypocritical to go after criminals. He had worked with criminals before for rare materials and information. So he saw no reason to go after the gangs, even if the price was tempting. He thought being hired to do no questions asked repair jobs would be worth more.
....then they fucking drugged MK.
And no one messed with someone who belonged to a member of the Demon Bull Family, even if it was just a friend/uneasy truce ally.
It was simple enough, really. He already had a reputation as a repairman who didn't ask questions, so he got hired, and it allowed him to gather information. He was observant and he knew what signs to look for and even more importantly, the best places to plant bugs.
There just needed to be a reason now for the police to investigate an incident to get the guys where they could arrest them. And, well, when cursed objects were often a reason for the jobs he had to do, Red Son got real good at identifying what curses cause what problem. He just needed help to plant the plushies in the right spot for max chaos.
Yet We Must Fight
'Usually by fire' was the recommendation which is just a siren song for Red Son.
Giant monsters were hardly a concern for Red Son, he's fought bigger opponents before, and if all they had was size, then, well, that was easy pickings.
"Should be an easy 900 mooncoins," he hummed cheerfully, stretching out his arms as he walked from the barrier towards the encroaching yetis.
Farming Life
Red Son wasn't much for farming life, and under normal circumstances, he wouldn't be caught dead near a farm. Except he also had a healthy appreciation for fresh herbs and vegetables. And he DID have spring powers.
It may be a good idea to start some kind of garden. So after debating the pros and cons, he decided good food was always worth a little elbow grease, so he was here, setting up barriers for the farming plots.
Pandas Picking Season
Red Son doesn't say no to power. If these golden bamboo shoots can upgrade his powers, as charged as they might be, then he wants it. Which means...
Babysitting pandas.
Well.
He's trying his best, at least. He knows he's not necessarily the most reassuring for animals, but he DID have a fairly good idea on how to shapeshift and it took about an hour, but-
Well, he was a panda himself now. Doing his best to help shepherd the baby pandas back home. At least it seems to be working fairly well.
"Come on, you little rugrats. Your mothers are back there."
Its Raining...fire
Red Son will sometimes look at the wyverns. There is a temptation to fight them, but...honestly, he's not getting paid enough for that. Especially when the job he is supposed to do is fairly easy.
He's actually just walking through the Summer segment at an easy pace, reading something on a tablet as he twirls a finger around in the air, slowly, but surely pulling all the fire he gets near into a tight ball of flame that is falling along behind him.
La Va Land
Fire based giant threat? This was just a habit of his now. Might as well use that biological burn proof body for all its worth.
Of course, the other problem is it does limit what he can do against such monsters. There is brute force, and there are the Spring powers, but air and plants are not necessarily the best at getting the job done, so it is ultimately better with a partner.
"So, what are you thinking about destroying the lava core?"
Red Son | Lego Monkie Kid
...he couldn't not do it. Its a cooking job. He's sure even blindfolded, or giving instructions, it was something he could be great at. For cooking for 500 mooncoins? Sign him up.
Honestly, it also helps that at least he could keep his mind neutral during any spell attempting to read his closeness level.
Undercovered
Red Son usually didn't bother with things like law enforcement. Monsters, science, sure. Those were fine, but it felt just a touch hypocritical to go after criminals. He had worked with criminals before for rare materials and information. So he saw no reason to go after the gangs, even if the price was tempting. He thought being hired to do no questions asked repair jobs would be worth more.
....then they fucking drugged MK.
And no one messed with someone who belonged to a member of the Demon Bull Family, even if it was just a friend/uneasy truce ally.
It was simple enough, really. He already had a reputation as a repairman who didn't ask questions, so he got hired, and it allowed him to gather information. He was observant and he knew what signs to look for and even more importantly, the best places to plant bugs.
There just needed to be a reason now for the police to investigate an incident to get the guys where they could arrest them. And, well, when cursed objects were often a reason for the jobs he had to do, Red Son got real good at identifying what curses cause what problem. He just needed help to plant the plushies in the right spot for max chaos.
Yet We Must Fight
'Usually by fire' was the recommendation which is just a siren song for Red Son.
Giant monsters were hardly a concern for Red Son, he's fought bigger opponents before, and if all they had was size, then, well, that was easy pickings.
"Should be an easy 900 mooncoins," he hummed cheerfully, stretching out his arms as he walked from the barrier towards the encroaching yetis.
Farming Life
Red Son wasn't much for farming life, and under normal circumstances, he wouldn't be caught dead near a farm. Except he also had a healthy appreciation for fresh herbs and vegetables. And he DID have spring powers.
It may be a good idea to start some kind of garden. So after debating the pros and cons, he decided good food was always worth a little elbow grease, so he was here, setting up barriers for the farming plots.
Pandas Picking Season
Red Son doesn't say no to power. If these golden bamboo shoots can upgrade his powers, as charged as they might be, then he wants it. Which means...
Babysitting pandas.
Well.
He's trying his best, at least. He knows he's not necessarily the most reassuring for animals, but he DID have a fairly good idea on how to shapeshift and it took about an hour, but-
Well, he was a panda himself now. Doing his best to help shepherd the baby pandas back home. At least it seems to be working fairly well.
"Come on, you little rugrats. Your mothers are back there."
Its Raining...fire
Red Son will sometimes look at the wyverns. There is a temptation to fight them, but...honestly, he's not getting paid enough for that. Especially when the job he is supposed to do is fairly easy.
He's actually just walking through the Summer segment at an easy pace, reading something on a tablet as he twirls a finger around in the air, slowly, but surely pulling all the fire he gets near into a tight ball of flame that is falling along behind him.
La Va Land
Fire based giant threat? This was just a habit of his now. Might as well use that biological burn proof body for all its worth.
Of course, the other problem is it does limit what he can do against such monsters. There is brute force, and there are the Spring powers, but air and plants are not necessarily the best at getting the job done, so it is ultimately better with a partner.
"So, what are you thinking about destroying the lava core?"
Shibari
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