Flops onto bed

He wrapped his arms around the princess, burying his face into her hair while she spoke. Marcel hasn't really embraced someone for this long in awhile “Keep talking.” The male muttered while slow dancing with Star, passing time

As food was cooked, Marcel opened his arms for Star. Just allowing her the moment to chat up close “Yeah, I understand.” He hummed a soft tune

He just silently smirked while letting the meatballs cook in a pot, grabbing a bunch of noodles and sauces “Uh, huh. Sure, Princess.“

||: My new account is up and running properly, completely different from Marcel

He just chuckled a bit before his cheeks heated up from being called her Knight, it felt nice to have a proper title. “Yeah, I'll add some tiny spices. So you don't get too burned.” Marcel teased before pulling her over

“Yeah, we have been apart for some time but now that I am back. I will be the best knight I can be!” He massaged some spices into meat that was rolled into meatballs, grabbing some mutated spicy peppers “You want super heat or no? These peppers will make you breathe fire.”

“No Knight huh? Hm, well. I'm not connected to any other princess. So if you are looking for one-!” Marcel smiled while walking into the kitchen, he grabbed his 'kiss the cook' apron and began rummaging through the fridge. “Alright!”

“What are you hungry for? I could cook or we could use those scissors of yours and go out somewhere for lunch? Up to you.” He was making her choose this time and was ok with whatever she chose “So, who's the knight to you princess? I never asked.”

“Heh, I didn't understand them and what they wanted. Comprehension was not on my mind that day.” He laughed softly before taking Star up to the kitchen, his head shaking slightly “It has been about an hour or so, but I haven't eaten yet and I'm famished.”

“Nah, they aren't. They do a lot, surprised I survived my fight with one. But bad luck can't affect me if I'm dead.” He snickered softly before looking up at Star, holding his hand out to help her down “Hungry?”

“Eldritch beings are beyond mortal comprehension, I've seen one. Once you understand them then you go insane, permanently crazy!” He laid his head on hers, his hand moving around as he talked. “Oxygen doesn't matter to those things and they come in many shapes! One could be your friend and—

“Yeah, the space them is unique. A whole family of astrological bodies as first names, it's pretty cool.” Another chuckle escaped his lips, leaning against Star as the machine rumbled under them “Space could be fun, as long as I'm not fighting Eldritch horrors. They tend to be quite annoying!”

“Nah, I was born this way. It's my flaw but I love it. I get to be a bad ass with bad luck.” He chuckled softly before turning his head to look at Star, his lips curled into a big smile “Don't worry about me too much.“

“It's kinda my thing, I'm anti-luck! I once hunted a low-level monster and turns out, it gained magic! Broke my arm in three places.” He laughed a bit as they held hands, his eyes on the empty clothes basket “I also fell down that ladder ten times.”

"You like me too much for your own good. I'm bad luck, remember that, Star.” He smiled, offering his hand to hold

“Aw, searching for me? You've grown so attached to me it's funny. You are adorable, Star!” Marcel snickered making room for the princess beside him, patting the new open spot “You can sit with me.”

“Have you been in my house this long? What have you been doing?” Marcel pulled away and walked over to the washing machine, sitting on top of it “tell me everything.”

“It is fine, I'm ok and I'm back here with you.” He laughed softly to himself before relaxing into star, his body less tense “You have such nice hair.”

“That's good, that's good.” He mumbled softly before draping his arms over her shoulder, his head resting atop of the princess' “Very good.”

He ran his fingers through her blonde locks of hair before braiding it back “So, how's my favorite princess?” She's the only princess he knows personally

“kicked a tyrant in the nuts before tossing his gold to a bunch of poor peasants.” He shrugged nonchalantly but secretly enjoying the attention, he's hiding a smirking “Just doing my thing.”

“Hm- Ack!” Suddenly yoinked from his stool, Marcel was now in a tight embrace. His eyes scanning the princess over before he smiled “I have been. . .locked in an infinity dungeon.”

||: Well, I think imma flip another account and try to get back into RP on this site

Marcel cracked his neck and let out a soft yawn

Marcel washed his clothes with earbuds in, jamming out to some music. His hands hard at work on his clothes

||: Damn, I always appear like a month later Sup

Stretching out slightly before looking around

Long stretch, walking his house is mix-matched socks and shorts. A cup of juice in his hands Yaaaaaawn!

“Uh-” Casually hands the [Reader] a box of chocolate, flowers, and some funny card he found before walking away hastily

Chewing on ice while sitting in a hot tub, why? Because he's bored

Long stretch and he's off on a jog

He fell down some stairs

Placing his hand on the [Reader's] back “Hey, I missed you!”

“Oh boy, did I miss anything?”

The stress and lack of sleep is catching up with him, just look at that face.

He waved at the [Reader]

“Yeah, I guess swimming is a tradition for most humans. Um, are you like a cat-person?” The adventurer adjusted his glasses with cocked eyebrows, eyes locked on the feline creature. “Never mind, don't answer that! I'm just being dumb!”

Marcel is up, just eating cupcakes in his kitchen

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𝐍𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐔‎ Aka Pitou, the extremely intelligent and catlike first-born of Meruem's Royal Guard. Nen Type: Specialist Nen Abilities: Dr Blythe, Puppeteer, Terpsicora Pitou has no specified gender and will answer to any pronouns

“So do you want me to use my powers or hold back a little? I don't want to hurt you.” He fiddled with his fingers nervously chuckling to himself “Heh.”

He flashed a big smile, agreeing to the terms before looking off to the side “Lets do this!”

“I can evacuate the town but I have to fuel up before I can. You think you can handle everything else?” He shifted forms into his monstrous one, hunching over and cracking his neck “Deal?”

“So you are willing to do whatever I say if I win, so I'll return the favor. If you win then I will do whatever you want! Sound like a fair deal right?” He extended his hand out fully with a smile plastered on his face “Deal?”

“You have to be fucking kidding me right now! So it's a life force vampire? Why is that cool and annoying at the same time!?” The adventurer's face shifted to that of surprise and awe, jaw slack and eyes wide “Alright, Alright. . .is it killable or containable?”

“Whoa? That statue was a creature? What is it, malicious? If so then I'll have to smash it before anyone gets hurt!” Marcel started to get riled up from the thought of not protecting people from a statue, his black hair standing on end before he perked up “Don't blink? Are they that fast?” Now—

“Uh, what happens if I lose? So far I'm only hearing the good things I gain from winning.” Adjusting his glasses with a skeptical look on his face, Marcel hesitantly held his hand out. Not fully shaking Peach's hand until he hears the other conditions. “Don't hold out on me, Peach. I'd like to—

“Can't remember, I should've taken a picture but I think it was like a bunker. . .? No, it was—” He tapped his chin with his index finger, shrugging his shoulders soon after “Twas' just a statue anyway, so why worry?”

“Oh well, I was exploring and that statue had like it's face covered I think. I don't remember I only got a quick glance.” He nonchalantly shrugged while stuffing his face with food “Then I heard a strange noise.”

“Hm, that's a weird looking angel statue.”