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Post by LochNess on Jun 26, 2015 3:42:54 GMT
Hana just gives him a warning growl before she darts off go do what ever I said she does in the last post. Still, she does secretly watch him, thigh she's determined to pretend she's not. Huh. So that's how you can boil water with out burning it. This is a big step in bed learning, I assure you. Still, she scarfs down her food and listens to another of the demoness's predictions. She stares at the kid before looking over to Sora. "Where exactly did you pick up this little mission of yours?" She eyes him with an blank expression before turning back to her empty bowl of food. It was actually good, better than even Malek's. She won't say that, of course. Onsei can just be content with the fact that she finished her bowl of food. With dinner on her belly, Hana begins to feel drowsiness over take her. She curls up in her bed of leaves to sleep like a rock until morning. During the night, her dreams are rather empty of any real place or person. It's nothing more than a voice that sings the little tune Onsei played music to after harassing her. She mumbles the words to it under her breathe as she sings along. Of course, it's not real singing, and her singing and sluggish and slurred seeing as she's unconscious. What wakes her in the morning is the scent of oatmeal and fruit. She stretches her whole body out before sitting up to grab a bowl of it. Once shes full, she gets up and stretches once more. She's bored of this camp site. It's time to keep moving, and move they do. She trots along with the crowd with a carefree smirk as her mind wanders.
Malek laughs. "Yea. That's about all her food will be good for." He under estimates her determination to learn now. Still, he walks with the others back to camp. I believe he's heard her explain it before, so he nods and eats as she talks, having already been made aware of this. Still. It's unnerving to thing the boy in her vision is the one they rescued. It may be mere coincidence that he happens to look like her vision, but he can't help but be on the cautious side about this one like Aelita. Still, he reserves any real action or judgement for the time being. They can worry about it when the time comes. He decides to pass out. Though he isn't so stupidly dead asleep as Hana. No, he maintains alertness. Still, his rest was enough to satisfy his weariness for the time being. Malek eats up his bowl of oats and fruit with gusto. "Hoo! We got ourselves a chef here!" He cheers in addition to Sora's compliment. With a full stomach, he lays there sprawled out until the others are eager to start traveling again. He stares at Sora as he heads the wrong way with an annoyed expression. Humans. He follows the boy who seems to know his way home in the middle of this forest. He wonders just how it is the boy is familiar with here woods, but says no more. "What's going to be our move after this is done, I wonder," he mutters a loud."
Aelita nods to his thanks. His yelp is received with, "Sorry! Not trying to hurt you!" Once his leg is set for the night, she tends to her own injuries. There aren't any broken bones or anything. She bled a lot due to it being a head injury, but it's slowed down to almost a complete stop now. She cleans the cut and wraps it up in a clean bandage from her inventory. Once her head is taken care of, she starts to feel the extent of the day's stress on her body. It's tired, but as night falls, she struggled to sleep.'her mind keeps alert to even the smallest of noises. Even a rustle of leaves in the distance due to wind jerks her mind awake just as it started to relax into sleep. She noticed Onsei when he retreated from the area during the night, but she doesn't care enough to get up and follow him. In the morning, she eats up the food Ainslin makes. "Thank you!" She tells her with a smile before eating it. As they walk after everyone has eaten, she laughs at Sora. "You're forbidden from leading us anywhere. The kid can lead us back to his house." She grabs his wrist and tugs him in the right direction after the demons and he boy. "How's your leg?" She asks him as they start walking.
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Post by OokamiShinjo on Jun 27, 2015 2:40:38 GMT
Onsei walks with the lot of them, his arms still sore from the convulsions from the night before. He ignores the pain, however, and continues on. His portion of the walk is silent, annoyed that the boy is causing their pace to be slower than what it could be even with Sora's leg injured. The town they end up in is massive, though not quite the size of what a city would be considered to be in this world. The buildings are what make the place seem so large, being extravagant and looking more like housing and hotels more than anything. He does see a place for food and drink here and there as they walk down the main street made of cobble stone, but still it's the housing that dominates. The houses all look to have been made for the wealthy, be they inherently rich or not. Most of them are white or other pastel colors, however there is one or two that sticks out among them all, demanding attention whether on lookers want to give it or not. The child leads them down down down the street, passed all these excellent places. Until finally they come to a massive building that easily triples any of the residences they had seen on the way there. It is white as pearls, the door a ruby red with a golden horse head knocker that stands out starkly against the wood. He rolls his eyes. The brat would come from a place like this. He is silent up until the parents that oddly look like the two described from Aislin's vision. A man with brown hair and extremely light blue eyes. A woman with elegant purple hair and striking green eyes. He shoves Sora roughly to the side, a smirk spread across his face. "If you really wanna show us your gratitude, then you'll not only house us and provide us with party clothing, but you will heal those injured and treat us as VIPs. Do we have a deal?" He ignores Sora's protesting, silencing the human with a mere look. He chuckles at the woman's worries, "Your child was rescued by our group; you don't want to mess up your reputation...Do you?" With the husband agreeing to Onsei's terms, he smirks broadly. "See you at the ball tonight, then. Come, Princess. You know the most about extravagant places; see if you can't explain to my just why the carpet I see in the distance has to be so...Soft looking". He pushes passed the mother and father of the brat, not caring for the fact that he's being a complete and utter dick. He doesn't give Hana a choice, either, as he grabs her wrist in a vice like grip and tugs her along, slightly ducking to get through the doorway.
Aislin blushes hotly at Malek's praise upon calling her a chef, "I'm really not," but she can't hide nor deny that she very much likes that he's enjoying the meal. She did work hard at making it, just as she does when making all her other meals. "But I'm glad you like it. Other than making breakfast and cleaning up swiftly afterwords, she has nothing to do for the rest of the morning. However, her ears do catch the oni's mutterings about what their plans may or may not be once this little mission is over. She purses her lips, "....We should keep a look out for signs of my vision becoming true...Other than that, I don't know". She too is worried about the boy looking like the child in her vision, and as such she makes sure to stay away from him but tries not to be too open about it. Once at the manor, she glares at Onsei for his demands, even if the husband easily gives in to them. It's Sora's mission that they had done, for one. And two, he didn't even DO anything to contribute! "Onsei, stop! You're being a.....Complete jerk," she grumbles out, trailing off at the end as already the sound master is in the massive building and hauling Hana along with him. Her ears fall flat onto her head. He could have at least taken Aislin HERSELF instead of Hana, damn it! She hasn't been alone with her crush since they met everyone else! Ugh! "Sorry about that, Sir, Ma'am. Onsei is....Well, simply put he's a big fat jerk". She blinks, however, as the husband brushes the issue off and suggests what he does. "Oh!...Thank you very much!". She enters and follows the guide given to her that'll take her to an unused room.
Sora waves his hands as to calm her down that evening. "It's okay, you just bumped it is all. I know you didn't mean to," he offers her a forgiving smile before setting to do what I mentioned in my last post. Morning hits and he finds himself able to walk a lot easier, though he still has a slight limp. He grumbles as Aelita forbids him from leading them anywhere at all. "I was definitely going in the right direction. How the hell does the kid know any better?" Well, with that last part he definitely has a point. How DOES he kid know where he's going? At the mention of his leg, though, he offers her a bright smile, "It's a lot better thanks to you. You did an excellent job patching me up; thank you". He doesn't think he got a chance to do that last night. When they finally make it to the kid's home- which is beyond massive to the point that Sora doesn't know whether to be impressed or find it redundantly large- he grins. They had been walking for a better part of the day, it's well into the afternoon and making its way into early evening. He is the one to knock on the door, using the horse head knocker as needed, and standing at the front of the group with the child.
"Colas(cole-las)! The woman to answer the door is quite the beauty. Tall, slender and with striking hair and eyes. The dress she wears looks like it could be worn for a fancy dinner, but apparently she seems to think of it as casual wear. Her arms wrap around the boy as he falls into her arms with a happy cry. "Oh Colas! My baby boy!" She cries out. "Regenold! Go get my husband right this instant!" She demands, calling to a hidden man from over her shoulder.
The man dressed in a casual suit and tie is handsome, but like the wife looks exactly like the man from Aislin's vision. "Son? Colas my boy is that you?"
"Father!" The boy, Colas, cries out and turns his hugging to the man who crouches and holds him close for a good ten minutes. Shortly there-after, he stands, holding the boy on his hip. "Sasha, who are these people?" He looks over their rugged looks, two of them obviously injured and human, while the others are iffy on what exactly they are.
Sora takes this moment to offer a hand in greeting, "My name is Sora; these guys are my friends or coworkers if you'd prefer". From his inventory, he pulls a poster with details about when Colas had last been seen, and about the man who had taken him. "I accepted this job not too long ago and have come to you for the reward".
"Ah, yes, yes, that," Colas' father nods once, "Regenold, the reward is still prepared, no?" A bodiless voice answers that yes, they still have the reward for Colas' safe return set up in one of the meeting rooms inside. "Very good. Get together a list for a grand celebration to announce the return of our son. Thank you, Mr. Sora and company," again he shakes the human's hand, "I wish I could offer you more, but I'm afraid nothing comes to mind".
At Onsei's demands, Sora snaps, "Shut up Onsei, you have no right to demand any of that st...uff," he sighs, "Whatever," obviously Onsei won't take no for an answer. The look he gives Sora tells him that as Onsei sees it, this couple can do all the things he's demanded of them.
Apparently the husband thinks so as well, "Very well. Welcome to our humble abode. I will have servants show....You around...?" He trails off at Onsei's departure with Hana having no choice but to go along with him. "Anyways, thank you again Mr. Sora. My name is Xander, this is my wife Sophia. If you'll follow me, I'll lead you to your reward. Your friends can go with some of our servants so they can get their own rooms". He puts Colas down, who returns to his mother's side before walking off. As Xander leads Sora inside, the others are approached by a maid each, offering to show them the way to their individual rooms kindly.
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Post by LochNess on Jun 27, 2015 3:17:22 GMT
Hana is off in her own world as they walk. Her eyes wander to anything worth staring at on the path, but otherwise she just trots along with ease. She observes the modest larger-than-most towns. It's cute. If she were to decide to stay in one place any period of time, a town like this is ideal. The citizens seem to be getting on with their lives well. She eyes the larger building before then with a keen interest. They must have significant influence in this town with such money. She sits back to observe the parents greeting the lad as well as Oneei digging his greedy demon claws into a chunk of these humans' generosity. She doesn't notice the similarity to these people and the ones Ainslin described in her vision. She doesn't get much time to watch as her wrist is taken and she's dragged into the home by Onsei. "O-oi!" She says with a start as she stumbles after him. "How the hell would I know how they keep carpets soft? Ask them!" A second later, she further demands, "Just where are you taking me you creepy old demon?" he has no idea where he's going, does he?
Malek nods and insists, "Yes, actually. You're a damn good chef." He winks before eating like mentioned. He trails along the path after the others. He's more wary of the boy as they are lead back to his home. How would he know this? He reserves judgement right away, as he doesn't wish to ac rashly and end up doing harm. Still, he whistles at the town they enter. It's a quaint place indeed. He's seen the big cities of this place, and it's actually more pleasant than those bustling human nests. Still, once the boy is reunited, he lets Sora talk to the parents. He remains silent with a pleasant smile until Onsei intrudes on their happiness and generosity. Then, his smile is replaced with an annoyed frown as his little charge is dragged off probably to be violated by the demon. What ever. He looks at the humans and inclines his head briefly. "Thank you for putting up with that greedy man's desires. He walks in and as he's lead to a room, he asks Ainslin in a hushed voice, "Is this place or these people like anything you remember in your vision?" He looks to her briefly.
Aelita smirks. "It just means we should be cautious with our judgements about this boy since he knows his way back so well. What ever happens, he will be the reason we don't spend a week just trying to return him to his home." She pats his back as she gives a broad smile and a giggle. "That's ok. Just let us lead the way. You can do all the talkin when we reach his house." She walks beside him, being loyal to the one human and one person she trusts most in this group surrounding her. They don't seem ill-natured, but she still doesn't know a whole lot about these pesky demons she travels with. Still, she stands beside Sora as he approached the kid's parents to claim the reward, her face having the most pleasant smile of my three. Once Onsei barges in, she retains her pleasant smile. She bows slightly to the parents before making her way into the house. "It's a big place here." She observes. She follows her maid to a room to prepare for this celebration of sorts. It was embarrassing, but at least they can rest in luxury tonight.
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Post by OokamiShinjo on Jun 30, 2015 1:19:59 GMT
Onsei drags the young elementress down the hallways whose walls are a light tan, the flooring a contrasting maroon, and lined with windows and family photos all of the woman, man and child. "What? You mean a Princess of your caliber can't tell me anything about the plush-iness of this footing? You're a disgrace to your kind!" He playfully cries as he tugs her along. However, once he knows for certain that they're out of human hearing range, he releases her and continues to walk. "Hmm? You mean you don't want to scout this place out? Are you stupid or something? Those humans looked exactly what Aislin described to us last night. There's gotta be a 'instant transportation to a freaky church room' switch/lever/pull-rope/trap door around here somewhere". He's not really worried about where his room may or may not be, not right now. On top of that, servants and the like could be in on whatever plan that kid has up his sleeve. Over all, visions that come from Aislin are taken seriously by the sound controlling demon. At least, these kinds of visions are. After all, he can't have his little buddy get killed off just yet! Where would all his entertainment go then? Unfortunately, thus far he hasn't heard any whisperings of a secret plan, or even seen signs of the mentioned things either. Within twenty minutes of exploring, he finds himself bored. Ahh, pulling detective work is boring! He hopes to find something of interest soon or else he'll have to turn to the princess for entertainment herself.
Aislin had been much too busy pouting over Onsei's choice of company to even think about what the parents look like. As the maid leads them, she's brought to this notion and looks over her shoulder to where the parents are talking to Sora. More specifically, where the mother leads away her son, and the father leads Sora to his payment. Her eyes widen and her heart hammers twice harshly in her chest cavity. On pure reflex due to remembering the vision, she grips the closest piece of cloth attached to Malek that she can reach. "......They look exactly like the parents I saw," she pauses, shoving the whimper that threatens to escape back down her throat. "Malek....This is bad. This is really bad; we need to get out of here". But she has a feeling that circumstances won't allow any silly nonsense like that to happen. No, she feels that they'll be stuck here until the party. That one way or another, her vision is bound to come true. Eventually they're shown to their rooms. Hers is at the very end of the hallway, attached to a dead end but surrounded by a few other rooms. Upon entering, her eyes widen at the sheer extravagance of the place. Situated with its own little kitchenette, the room has soft white carpeting, though the spot under the bed is wooden- both are an ivory color. The walls are a lovely ocean blue, finished by a color reminding her of sea foam. The bed itself is canopy style, curtains surrounding it and hanging from a light toned wooden bed frame. A walk in closet, massive relaxing green based bathroom and a small balcony finish up the large place.
Sora in the mean time huffs, but he agrees that they'll have to be cautious about the boy later. It's a little hard on him to walk the distance they have to, but he manages to keep up as best he can until they make it to the boy's home town. Having never been there personally before, his jaw drops and like a kid in a candy store, he's left in excited awe. "These people have so much money it's not even funny! And their houses! They're huge!" He silently wonders how many students he can teach in just one house's living room. Once the talking over and once everyone's off to either find their room via maid leading them- or in Onsei's case, something that makes him seem to be even more of an asshole than he already is- he looks to the husband. "If you don't mind, I'd like my payment now".
The handsome brunette nods once, an understanding smile on his lips, "Of course, right this way please. Oh. I'm Honest, just so you know. It's nice to meet you".
Sora can't believe the name. Seriously? Honest? Please that that just be his player name....Wait....Who even thinks of that kind of name even when just playing a game?! He shakes his head swiftly, "The pleasure's all mine". Before he's too far to call to her, as he walks with Honest he turns to Aelita, "I'll see you later".
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Post by LochNess on Jun 30, 2015 2:10:57 GMT
"You just assume I'm a princess," Hana insists. Still, she stumbles after him. When he mentions the similarity between the people and Ainslin's vision, her eyes widen. "I wasn't paying much attention to them. If that's case, shouldn't you have brought Ainslin? She's the one who's seen it all. She'd be the most help." What ever the answer, she agrees to search with him. Every nook and cranny of the rooms and hallway they roam is investigated, but she sees no such switch. "I'm not seeing anything," she mutters, well aware he can hear her. Perhaps it would have been better to drag along the vixen. "Where's the place this party is supposed to take place? Surely they have a designated for a party. This place is too big to just let guests roam the house." Maybe there's a clue in there.
Malek frowns as Ainslin seems to now realize the gravity of the situation. Fortunately, we were made aware by yur vision. I'd assume Onsei took Hana to search for clues, Perhaps it's why he insisted we stay." He is led away by his own maid. "I've got to go now. Just dress your best and we will check for clues at the party hopefully before hand." He walks into his little room that's actually not so little. Damn. He can't help but admire that they have grand rooms like this for their guests. He looks through the clothes available for a formal dress. He settles for a dark, dark grey jacket, pants, and shirt. His tie is a crimson red, and the dress shoes are a black leather make. He looks at himself in the mirror. Damn he looks good. He will gladly admit this of himself.
Aelita watched a moment as Sora insists on claiming the prize. She waves him away as he is walked off. "See us at the party!" She calls back before she follows her own maid. Her room wasn't too far away, which she found convenient. She also notes the grandeur of this place, but her room and all of the house she saw. The clothes are lovely as well. The dresses vary in styles, but they're all very formal. A pile of them appears on her bed as she pulls them out of the closet one by one to judge them only to not like them and throw them onto the bed. The one dress to catch her eye gleams subtly, unknowingly having glitter scattered. It's a strapless, grecian style royal blue dress that makes her appear to float across ground as if whips around from even the most subtle movement. She finds and slips on a necklace of tiny diamonds and sapphires chained one right after the other. The shoes are a pair of silver crystal slippers.
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Post by OokamiShinjo on Jul 2, 2015 1:44:25 GMT
"You mean you're not? What kind of non-princess can't cook?" He raises a brow in response to her statement. When she admits that she wasn't even paying much attention in the first place, he grins, "Because of your short attention span, right? However, no, she's just as useless as you are. However, you're more entertaining so you got to come with me". As they look and look everywhere that they can, he stops for a moment before suddenly going left and down an utterly random hallway. He tracks down the heartbeat he had found seconds earlier, and continues to look for the source until he finds a petite young woman scrubbing away at what looks to be an old stain the carpet left by someone. Onsei guesses that it was the brat's doing at some point or another. He grins. Bingo. "Woman," he demands, causing the woman that most woman would actually consider pretty to jump and let out an ungraceful yelp.
"Y-Yes sir?" The woman nervously switches from person to person before her. A massive man whose presence is just as large and a gorgeous woman are who she sees. Who are they? She never heard anything from the others or her the Sir or Madam about visitors. Are they....Thieves?!....Wait...No, that would make no sense to speak to her if they were sneaking around.
"If your masters were to suddenly obtain some guests, where would they have you board them?"
"O-Oh! Um...Towards the front of the building, sir".
"And if there were six in total?"
".....They would use the first three rooms on either side of the foyer," the girl trembles as Onsei presses for odd answers. "May I ask....Who are you?"
Onsei however continues further, "And where's the ballroom?"
"The...Ballroom?" She doesn't think they have one of those. "Do....You mean the party room?"
"Yea, sure," the demon waves off, not even feeling the need to give her any ounce of respect. Why should he when he's an all powerful demon and she's nothing but a possible bloodstain on his boot? "The party room".
"From the front of the building, it would be down the main hallway until you met two large dark wooden doors. It's not hard to miss".
After such answers, Onsei spins on the ball of his foot and heads in a seemingly random direction. Until things start to see familiar, as they soon enough come back to the front door. He pauses, searching for sound to help him look for the answers he needs. The girls are already in their rooms.....Sora seems to be near by as well, meaning that he is also in his, as is Malek. That leaves a room each for himself and the Princess. It....hmm. This is where it gets kind of hard. Telling a woman's heart beat from a man's is incredibly difficult, nearly impossible. However, if you base it off of just size of the heart and how many times per half a minute it beats, the slower heart should be male. By this deduction, he turns and briefly explains himself to Hana should she demand any answers. "We haven't found any traps thus far; the only other place to check is the ball room. However, there's no point in going there, not prepared for the party, go back to our rooms, get dressed, and then go back. Especially if there is no trap there. Aislin's visions always come true one way or another. Go get dressed for the party, try to look nice, and I'll see you later". While his explanation is on the serious side, he can't help but add in an insult before spinning again and heading for the side of the foyer that has an empty room waiting for him. Hopefully the Princess can deduce that the room opposite the direction he walks is where her room is. Either that or she can wander aimlessly until she finds out herself. Upon entering his room, he finds it to be identical to Aislin's- not that he knows that it is, obviously. He wastes no time, going and taking a shower first before nakedly strolling around in his room and into the closet where dresses and tuxes alike wait for him. He pauses. Most of the tuxes are black or gray with various other things. It takes some time to find something nice that'll fit him. He's lucky, after multiple tries as he finds a white tux with a silver vest, white shirt and purple tie. The pants and shoes are also a pristine white that not even he dare sully. He looks himself over in the mirror before allowing a smirk to come over himself. "I'm as hot as ever...Nice". No, he's not full of himself at all.
Aislin sighs and shakes her head, "If he wanted to look for clues, then why didn't he just bring me along? I would probably be able to help him more than her," she does her best to hide the strange jealousy in her voice, but only half way succeeds. However, in the end she nods as another maid politely waits for her to finish her conversation. "Alright, I'll see you later," she nods once before following her guide and seeing the room as mentioned. She picks out her outfit first, looking for something that'll both fit her small stature and yet flatter her build at the same time. She ends up with getting herself a crimson sleeveless roman styled dress to bring out the red in her violet eyes. Two pieces of cloth slightly trail behind her on the floor, but nothing too long to become a train. On her feet are strappy white gladiator styled heels and around her neck she finds herself a nice golden necklace though she wears no other jewelry. She doesn't dare try to put on makeup- because oddly enough they have some available- lest she look like a clown.
Sora in the mean time nods and waves, following the boy's father closely. They enter a simple meeting room, where a singular closed bag rests harmlessly. Of course, they had to enter the room the hard way, the father putting in seven different types of security codes just to get them there. As the man hands him the bag, he mentions, "I'm surprised that everyone is fine with just one of you collecting the money".
"It was my job to begin with. Though those of them that helped me will probably get a cut," Sora honestly answers as he claims the cash, it automatically being added to his virtual bank account. "Now uhh....Could I get someone to show me to my room?"
"Of course. I'll show you there myself," Honest kindly answers. "Right this way. By the way, the party will begin at about seven in the evening. I believe that gives you and your friends two and a half hour to get ready". He offers as they walk back towards the front of the building. "Ahh, here's your room," he offers, opening the door and then offering a smile to Sora before he leaves. "See you at the party," he departs with.
"THIS IS A GUEST ROOM?!" Sora cries after the door is closed, not caring if anyone hears him. Seriously!! He could freaking live in just this room!! He pouts for a moment, glaring at the angel feather soft floor. "This is so unfair," why do all the rich people have nice stuff? Even in this fake-real world at that! With another huff, he turns and takes off to shower, carefully leaning his blade along the wall furthest from the bathroom as to keep it safe. Sure he could put it in his inventory, and he probably will later, but right now...No. He DOES end up doing just that after his shower though. It doesn't take him long to find something to wear. A simple black tux with a just as black dress shirt and a royal blue tie. Getting dressed was easier than giving directions. He opens up his menu to look at the time. "An hour to burn.....Now what?"
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Post by LochNess on Jul 2, 2015 2:34:07 GMT
Hana glares at him. "I just never learned how, ok? Why does it matter if I can't cook?" She tries to ignore the blush on her face as he decides to yet again bring up her cooking talents. "I hope one day you're forced to eat my cooking and it manages to poison you." Seriously. Even he will get sick from her cooking. She won't go into detail how she can be so sure. As he mentions her being useless, Hana frowns. Ainslin's surely remembers what she saw best. "How am I entertaining?" She demands. Still, she follows him as he darts off in a random direction, and she's on his heels since he's the one to drag her around with out giving her a chance to really observe her surroundings. Being the baby little hatchling demon she is, she continues to follow Onsei closely. When they see the maid, she smirks as the human seemed surprised. Poor little lamb. Lucky her they aren't feeling any demonic need to slaughter her. Well. She isn't. Onsei almost loses his little charge as she was busy thinking about something else at the moment. She had to dart off to catch him before he turned too many corners and lost her. Once she was on his heels again, she blanches. "So,... We're doing exactly as I mentioned before." Still, at the front hall, she returns his insult with a tongue stuck out of her mouth and a middle finger before walking he other way. She doesn't particularly know that her room is that way. It's just pure luck really. She goes through the hall until there's a lit, empty suite that she determines must be hers. Before going through the clothes, Hana makes herself comfortable on the bed. It's a nice feeling after sleeping on her cheap bed of leaves last night. Ten minutes pass before she hauls herself into gear. She scrubs herself clean from their trek across the map here. With her body dirt free and smooth and clean, the elemental demoness's focuses on picking out a dress. Unlike Aelita, she doesn't go through and try on many. No, she just lets one catch her eye and picks it out. What she pulls out is an all-lace dress. It's a smokey grey color. The lace seemlessly spreads out to reveal mesh sleeves under the spread out lace. The mesh stretches from her arms over her shoulders, and scoops across her chest. The back turned out to be bare, as this dress has a keyhole back, just barely hiding her tattoo. She finds a pearl necklace and earrings to slip on to complete the look. Her shoes are a sheer black pair of sandals with a small heel. She then focuses on her hair, making it set in s presentable fashion. It's pulled into a high pony tail with strands curling up and over before cascading down her back elegantly, and she wears a black, subtly sparkly ribbon as a hair band to keep her hair back. Once she sees her appearance is suitable for s formal party, she leaves her room immediately to gontrack down the ballroom.
Malek shrugs. "That's a question to ask the demon yourself later on." He smirks though as he does indeed pick up on her displeasure of having Onsei's time willingly spent with his own little princess. He won't deny its been a relief to not have to serve her hand and foot like he has been prior to meeting Onsei and Ainslin. He'll never admit it, but he will savor this traveling together no matter the reason or consequences. Still, he departs from her and dresses as I mentioned before. With his dark clothes and white tie in order, Malek decides to rest a moment before going to the party. No doubt this is going to be as Ainslin saw, so he won't be able to really rest in this room tonight. It doesn't hurt to savor the luxury a moment longer, does it? He spends the time imagining the girls in their possible get ups. He's imagining Hana in some bright, gaudy dress that oddly suits her personality, Ainslin in a simple little pale gown, and Aelita (yes, even the distrustful human girl of the group) in some black, depressing and in attractive attire. He smirks at them thought of it all. Maybe he can flirt with some of the other attandees if they're demon. Alright. Let's go investigate the party! The oni demon raises to his feet and strolls out into the hall. He has to find where this party will be and how his little ladies will dress.
Aelita... There's not a whole lot to say. She's dressed in her navy blue, glittery Grecian gown as mentioned. She fiddles with her appearance a lot in the mirror to ensure her look is as perfect as circumstances will allow. She leaves the room once she's done in search of the party room. While there, she mingles with any guests or even servers to pass the time. She is cautious with what she says and makes not of to whom she speaks to, but otherwise she'd be bored out of her mind waiting for the others- well waiting for Sora. Ima send pics of the kinds of dress I have in minds for both of them later... Especially Hana since hers is elaborate lol.
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Post by OokamiShinjo on Jul 3, 2015 2:03:35 GMT
He finds the fact that though she hates him, she sticks rather close by as he randomly leaves just when she least expects rather funny. "You know, the middle finger meaning 'fuck you' is an invitation for the one receiving the silent phrase to fuck the giver. Have you finally fallen for my obvious charm through the witty banter we've shared?" But he doesn't stay for any spit fire- or literal fire- from the elemental demoness. Instead, he kind of pulls a Malek and slightly relaxes until later. When he begins to hear people being lead through the hallways and into the house in general, he stands and leaves his room. He's displeased to find a large amount of humans being the majority of people there. However, there are also many demons of all different kinds. Just not in as large a quantity as the humans. Casually he strides his way into the ball room, looking over each which person ever so carefully. When tapped on the shoulder, he turns to see a familiar face. He looks his fellow male over, taking in the black on black he's got going on before smirking and crossing his arms over his thick chest. "Well, look at who finally learned how to play dress up".
Sora had thought, stupidly he won't admit, that exploring the building before the party began would be a good idea. Having dressed and with time to spare, he left his room and chose a random direction. Like I said. Stupid. Not that he'd ever say it aloud. Though he does get a good idea of what the layout of the building is. Rooms. Rooms. A pool. Oh yea, more rooms. It's actually a lot less interesting than his childish self thought it would be. So when he went to a maid, pouting, to ask her to take him to the party, he looked like a man-child who didn't get ice cream before dinner. And, just like a little boy that's easily amused, he too is easily impressed by the number of people that responded to such a sudden party invitation. Their immediate arrival would have been basically impossible if this were the real world, but there's at the very least one hundred people there, celebrating the Host's and Hostess' son's return. The numbers are still growing. He sees human, demon, half demon and even more all around, though humans definitely dominate. For a moment, he's honestly afraid that he's the first one there, not exactly being an expert on how to handle fancy parties such as this one. However, his eyes spot a being that's incredibly hard to miss. What with that arrogant air about him and his impressive height. Why the ass decided to dress in white, Sora'll never know. But the guy's someone he knows, and he'd rather be with him than off on his own. However, he should have been expecting Onsei's greeting. "You're one to talk". He dare not admit that the ancient demon seems to be incredibly good at dressing himself sharply. Though from behind he looks like he's standing at an alter waiting for his bride, facing him full on is something else. It's not surprising, Sora realizes, the man before him IS from a game designed to make the characters know how to dress themselves perfectly. Or, at least, that's how the game designed Onsei.
"What's that supposed to mean? You've been staring at me for four- no, five now- minutes. I know I'm good looking but unfortunately for your sorry ass, I don't play for the other team," Onsei grins down to the shorter man, pleased by Sora's dark scowl. His eyes now shoot off to the side, spotting a young woman whom is oddly pretty. With her small frame dressed in a lovely red dress and her hair done to have elegant waves rather than its normal straightness, she makes her way towards them with almost timid steps.
It's true that Aislin had started to look for Onsei the moment she entered the ball room. Not only because it's the place where her vision began, but also because she is the most familiar with him. She can feel eyes trailing over her blood clad form, but dares not to look at them lest they meet gazes and they take that as something it's not meant to be. And while she demands to herself that she at least try to walk the walk, she can't get herself to. She's not used to dressing up like this, unlike most others. Like Hana, she's still very much a baby demon, and on top of that she's only half demon meaning that where as most full blooded demons she's met- mainly Malek and Onsei- can control their emotions perfectly, she is more like a human in that department. Oh, who am I kidding, she's an open book in that department. Upon spotting Sora, she smiled brightly and felt a little more comfortable with herself, seeing as she knows someone there. However, she didn't recognize the man with him until she got closer, spotting him to be a rather well dressed Onsei. It was hard enough to fight down her blush, but getting herself not to trip over her own two damn feet was even harder. The cocky bastard....He just looks so......So....Good! She had only ever seen him wear dark colors; the change is incredibly nice to her. And oddly enough, white does well for his pale complexion. Once close enough, she greets them, "Oh, hey guys. You look good," she dare not meet Onsei's eyes when she says that lest her face turn the color of her dress.
Sora grins, bowing playfully as though a child playing the part of a charming knight, "And you, my lady, look breath taking". When Onsei doesn't say anything, he glares and jabs him in his ribs. "Be nice for once, you arse," he glares.
Onsei however blinks. The girl is....Pretty. Not sexy or hot, but definitely not childish. As she so hopefully glances at him but doesn't dare look his way like some sort of shy school girl, he supposes for once he'll...Humor her. "Red suit you. Looks like you know how to dress much better than most of the women in this room". That's as close to a compliment as he'll give her, Aislin knows this, so she blushes as she's also honestly flattered by his praise.
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Post by LochNess on Jul 3, 2015 2:43:23 GMT
Hana scampers backwards. "You're not getting any you horny demon!" She turns on her heel, ignoring the stares of a pair of butlers passing, and continued to her room to dress as planned. She strolls into the room with as much indifference a person can have. The fancy atmosphere and loads of strangers seem to not phase her at all. She even bothers to mingle with the demons, and even some humans. As she's with them, she has a perfectly civil, polite attitude with the strangers. Of course, she takes advantage of the socializing to learn about their hosts and the kid. She keeps an eye out for the others at all times since this is actually very mind numbing for the young demoness. She only notes Onsei, Sora, and Aelita's appearances though. She doesn't care for Onsei's harassment, or the humans. Sora might not be too bad, but that girl is too... She seems too flighty for Hana. It's only when Malek appears that she decides to hover over to someone familiar. "Wow. You might actually get girls to look at you," Hana teases her forced servant with an innocent smile.
Malek strolls around the mansion himself before heading to the party. He figures he might as well get a rough map of the layout for when things go down and they need an out. He doesn't wander as far as Onsei and Hana did by any means, and he easily found his way back to his room and too the party room. Once he's there, he doesn't have time to act as a wallflower of scavenge any food and alcohol available. No. He looks to see Sora and Onsei, and when he starts searching for the food, his beloved little fire ball of a master appears. He scowls at her. "I could get any lady I want. At least I look good. You-" he trails off as he sees Hana's face. It slowly changes into a sneer, as if silently daring him to provoke the curse mark that binds him to her.
"I look damn good," she tells him. She looks over once more to see Ainslin has arrived. Alright. Time to go over now that the only other person she cared to see there has arrived. She strolls over with Malek trailing close behind. "It's a shame our dates are these three- a human, an old pervert, and an idiot. You'd think at least one of them could dress like they have sense." She doesn't expect anything nice from any of them, and Hana refuses to admit she actually likes how all three look, even Sora. When Aelita arrives, she whistles. "I s'pose wenwill have to go pick up some of these better looking men." She laughs at Aelita's sheepish reply.
Malek scowls over Hana's shoulder as he's called an idiot. He's a genius, thank you very much!" He looks to Ainslin. "You look good, Ainslin," he tells her, ignoring Hana from then on.
Aelita was the last one to get ready. She slips into the party, and the weight of such an affair starts to hang itself over her shoulders. She's never been an upperclass citizen. Thus, she's never been to such formal affairs. She looks desperately and fortunately finds her comrades, namely the only other human, to scurry to. She walks in on Hana insulting the three men, calling them such mean things. She's as bad as Onsei right now. Her hand reaches up and tugs Sora's sleeve. "Oi, you look handsome. You get lost on the way here?" She smiles at him, trying to ignore Hana. Of course that fails as she's dragged into the demoness's antics. "I-I don't need to go making friends here." She stutters. Neither does she for that matter. These poor fools will all be dead soon very likely. Still, she looks around at the room to spot the location of the child. Once he's spotted, she looks back to the group. "What are we to do now?"
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Post by OokamiShinjo on Jul 6, 2015 0:52:23 GMT
Onsei's eyes snap to the duo coming to him and the other two, hearing their footsteps that are quickly becoming very familiar. He looks either being over, not showing whether he's impressed by how they're dressed or not. Never the less, he rolls his eyes at Hana's statement about he and the other men whilst talking with Aislin. “You came to me, princess. If that's not saying you want me, then I don't know what is,” he smirks a smirk that aims to piss her off, wanting to see that 'frightening' snarl on her face. To Aislin he remarks, “I'm a hot asshole, thank you”. He smirks at her bright blush. As Aelita is the last to join them, and as she denies wanting to make any friends while instead focusing on more interesting things, he pauses to think. What could they do? He feels a pair of eyes on his back. Or, rather not his in particular, but rather the entire group. So many eyes on him does not make him wary, but instead annoys him. As music plays for the night's first dance, he reaches forward and grabs his most interesting toy. “My lady, it's time to dance,” he demands of the baby demoness, giving her no choice but to follow along as he tugs her out of their group and onto the dance floor. Figuring that, as she really isn't a princess, she doesn't know where to place her hands when formally dancing he puts them where they belong for her. And then leads her through a graceful waltz. Vermillion eyes glance around carefully, looking for things, and finding them here and there. The look on his face is a mask of enjoyment for the song, though his eyes are serious. Knowing also that his toy wants answers, if she hasn't demanded them already, he begins. “Aislin's vision has her standing still, but people dancing or mingling. She couldn't see us, so that means we were probably doing the same. Not only that, but it's odd for the guests of honor to not dance at least one dance”. It may or may not be odd seeing Onsei so serious out of absolutely nowhere, but visions coming true is serious business- there's no room to fool around though he'd very much like to. When darkness over comes the room, he looks around listening this way and that, searching until finally he actually leaves Hana behind, going for Aislin instead. His ears lead him to the frantic young half demon, arms wrapping around her and holding her close. The floor, like glass under too much pressure, suddenly cracks and breaks, causing a falling sensation to come over him. His hold on the visionary woman tightens as she buries her face into his chest. He hits the ground hard, causing him to grunt but not much more. Before he can relax, he hears the sound of something akin to a bear trap reacting to his body being on it. He leaps to his feet before it can close and harm him or his charge. Other bodies hit the floor, though most of the humans in their lack of ability land wrong and kill themselves. Those that don't land funny, are killed by various traps such as pikes that strike and then retract into the floor or poison darts. Thank god for his hard demonic body. He stands there, waiting for the rest of the humans to stop hitting the ground.
Aislin shakes her head, “I think they're just fine people. Though the horny one is an asshole,” both agrees and disagrees with Hana. She ends up blushing at Onsei's statement, it taking her by surprise. Still, she smiles, “You look beautiful,” she admits. As they talk about what should happen next, she was going to suggest that they go off and eat. However Onsei has different ideas. She opens her mouth again to protest and tell him that she'd rather dance with him, rather than he with Hana but her voice doesn't come, disappointing her. She purses her lips, looking to the ground for a moment. Why does she like that ass again? He only ever grabs for Hana any more, not really ever giving her the time of day. She's worked with him more often, so why is he ignoring her? She shouldn't like him but....Damn it there's just something that's making this crush extremely hard to let go of. Is it due to the time they've spent with one another? It's been a couple years since she got him to protect her after all. No....She shouldn't be thinking about stuff like this. Instead, she looks up and around, noticing people dressed smartly dancing or mingling. She sees a young boy dressed nicely with neat brown hair and- Wait....Oh god.....Her eyes widen. As she stares at the mother, the boy and the father- the hosts- she realizes that this is the beginning of her vision. She catches sight of Honest looking at her, a kind smile on his lips. His mouth opens, thanking her. She forces herself to smile and open her own to reply. However, her heart hammers in her chest when all grows dark. She looks around frantically, scared and worried. She didn't get to spot the others before the scenes of the vision began. She bites her lip harshly as a gas begins to enter her lungs, though for some odd reason it doesn't harm her. Maybe it's the demon in her? Still, she can feel that there's something wrong with the floor. It feels.....Almost....Unstable. It's a frightening feeling. What's under this floor? A basement? A death trap? Water? What? She whimpers, ears pressed flat to her head and tail tucked tightly against her legs. Another whimper, “O-Onsei!” She cries, terror creeping over her. In seemingly an instant, familiar arms wrap around her rather small frame, pulling her close to a hard chest before finally the floor gives way. She shoves her face into Onsei's chest, recognizing his scent, and screams as they fall without control. The impact comes quickly, but she realizes that the fall could also easily hurt Aelita and Sora if they weren't careful. When they move with a sudden jerk, and she hears something closing where they had just been laying, she yelps. Arms pull her closer to their owner, keeping her ever safe. And then, when bodies are done falling, and all is silent, a dim light begins to glow. She pulls her face from Onsei's chest, looking around. She spots Sora whom seems to have barely managed to keep himself from getting skewered on a set of retractable pikes; he seems to have managed to land okay. After seeing that everyone else is fine she sighs, slightly relieved. That is, until she realizes that the glowing is due to odd writing, running all down the walls, the pews and up to the altar where a pile of bodies lays. On top of the altar is Colas, a wild grin on his face. “No!” She exclaims, “Don't! What are you doing?!” The boy before her is poised to stab himself in the stomach with an intricately decorated dagger.
Sora glares at Hana, not at all pleased by her insult, “Hey, I worked hard to make myself look nice. At the very least I should get some sort of praise”. Still, he grins, “That's Aelita, the only friend you really need here is me,” he childishly tells her, “By the way, you look amazing”. To him, she honestly does. At the mention of what they should do, he doesn't waste any time. Resorting to childish ways and following Onsei's example, he takes Aelita's hand and pulls her along. “I'm sorry for making you come with me but I'm afraid it would be weird if I were the only one pigging out”. In other words, 'let's grab something to eat'. His hold on her hand is gentle in case she fights against him, he doesn't want to force her to do anything. Though I doubt she'll fight back so Imma continue. As they make it to the table, he doesn't feel or hear the things Onsei does. He doesn't feel the eyes on his person- or rather, not as much as the demon does-, and he doesn't hear any evil plots in the distance. Instead, he focuses on the fact that, “These shrimp puffs are amazing!~” He coos after a single bite, highly pleased by what's going on so far. He made a bunch of money, his leg doesn't hurt too bad thanks to Aelita from the night before, and he got to see the archer in a pretty dress! On top of all that is the amazing food. After about....Ten or so minutes of them- or maybe just him- eating, though, things start to go down hill. Being a warrior is the only thing that alerts him to the subtle shaking of the floor under his feet. Or, maybe it's not a shaking, but rather a creaking or whatever thing an old floor does when a sound is made on the wrong floor board. Never the less, he feels it and it sets his senses off. From childish and happy and a stomach that's slowly getting filled, to serious and wary if not a little worried. The room suddenly goes dark, shocking him into action. He grabs the tablecloth just in time for the floor to crumble and give way. “Why is this trap being used so much recently?!” He demands as the fall begins. Should Aelita have no other way of landing okay, he calls to the woman, “Grab on!” just as he's managed to gather the sheet together and create a crappy but useable parachute. The landing is very rough, and it's only his currently very alert senses that keeps him from getting skewered by a trap that in other places had killed other people unknown to him. He looks around, panting and legs lightly trembling from the rough landing as the dim light begins to fill the room. It is Aislin's screaming that catches his attention and drags it to the child, Colas. “What?!” He demands, “Kid, don't do whatever you plan on do- Ahh, shit”. Before he can finish talking, Colas has already decided to stab himself.
There, atop the alter is indeed Colas, a dagger that under normal circumstances would be viewed as normal. With its hilt made of carved ivory and its blade sterling silver. Below the alter is a pile of dead bodies, human and demon alike. It's a rather impressive pile considering it had only just been made. The collective blood trails down an engraved path in the floor, leading to some odd shape that cannot be named under the feet of our group. “This is for you, Lord Bhunevelze! I give this virtual world! Take it with you when you recreate reality!” The child stabs himself in the gut, swiftly taking his own life.
His now dead body slumps, falling off the alter and onto the pile of dead bodies. The dim light that had lit the room grows brighter and brighter. So bright, that eyes have to be shielded. A vision of sorts should forcefully enter each and every one of our guys' minds. Basically what the vision is telling them is that it is their duty to ensure that the Chaos does not destroy everything as it has begun to act quicker compared to what it had been. In other words, while they can't see it, both the virtual world that they're in now and the real one are both slowly but surely coming to an end- they have a dead line to stop the Chaos. They should see holes in space and time, fully connecting the virtual world to the real one, simple vortexes that can be found just about everywhere. Until now, the monsters of the virtual world were rare in reality, but even as I type, they have begun to invade it. They have two weeks tops to stop the Chaos, track down Bhunevelze, and kill him. In order to track down Bhunevelze, they must simply save as many people as they can, be the jobs large or little. There is no 'trail' for them to follow. They only have the option of helping as many people as possible before D Day comes. When D Day does come, that's when their final battle will happen. That's when they get to try and kill a true God, and return the world to normal. The virtual world will return to just that. Those like Onsei will go back to being nothing but a game program, as will Malek. Aislin will go back to being part of an anime, and Sora will be just a normal kendo instructor. Should they fail, Bhunevelze will create a new world, restart everything as though pressing the reset button; all will be lost. However, even as the reset button will be pressed, Bhunevelze will create a world where people like Malek and Onsei aren't just parts of a game, or where Aislin isn't just part of an anime. They will TRULY exist. This is the only information they'll be given. Obviously it's a lot and rather straight forward for a vision, but no matter.
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Post by LochNess on Jul 6, 2015 2:17:08 GMT
Hana laughs, perhaps obnoxiously so, as Onsei calls himself hot. "You look like the shriveled up old mole stuck to an old man's ass. I truly do pity poor Ainslin for having to be stuck with a wretch like you for so long." She smirks, but it's about that time that she's snatched away by the old demon to dance. Despite her being no princess, Hana knows well how to dance. Ignoring the questions it'd bring to the status of her birth, she places her hands where they should be just as Onsei would place them herself. She follows his lead fluidly. She's surprisingly leather and graceful as she leaps and twirls and steps along to the music. She doesn't look around like he does. No, her own golden eyes rest on him. She doesn't say anything at first as he glances around. "What's wrong?" She asks after a minute. "Trying to make your little fiancé jealous?" If that isn't clear enough of a 'what's going on' impromptu, she flat out asks, "What are you looking for exactly?" She can't deny this dance hasn't been enjoyable even with Onsei as her partner and knowing what's soon to come. She does notice tremors in the floor early. Being an element-user, she's rather in tune to the elements around her, enough to sense even the subtlest of quivers in the floor or the air. At first she just cautiously and silently tracks the tremors under her feet. Once they start growing, she ceases her dancing. Where are the others? She looks for Malek. Hopefully he hasn't left Aisnlin alone at least. The humans stick together like glue, so she'd be the only one Hana worries about. She actually tails Onsei to get to Malek. Of course, she tries to get through. She pushes and shoves past the crowd of people, not caring for politeness. They'll all be dead soon anyways. She sees the others, but before she can get to Malek, the floor collapsed. She slows her fall with the wind. It swirls under her and acts as a thick substance so she more so slides or floats down than plummeting to the spikes below her. She stops from being skewered by catching on two of the taller spikes with her legs and arms. She shudders as she realizes she missed being skewered by less than a meter. Once she arrives on the ground, she catches up to the other demons. A smart ass remark was about to escape her for abandoning the dance, but the vision quickly cuts her off. She doesn't even bother opening her eyes once the light was bright enough. They are shut tight with either hand covering them. She views the options before her, and she grows tense. THEYRE supposed to face off against the mighty Bhunevelze? Once it ends, she peers to the others. "I don't know about you, but I have no desire to return to a simple, controlled character in a story. I don't know what the new world will be, but why should I give up my new found freedom?" She cuts her gaze over to Aelita venomously.
Malek smirks at Hana. "Please. You'd be lucky to nail even an old man's mole like Onsei." In all reality, she really looked regal with the lace gown and proper hair and make up. He won't admit it, especially when she's being a little brat, but she can look good sometimes, he supposed. Once everyone separated, he mused about how Onsei dragged his own little charge away. That's fine. He gets out of baby sitting for a few minutes. And he observes Ainslin's reaction silently before heading off. He sticks against a wall and gazes at every individual as they laugh and dance so carefree about what's to come. He does check on Aisnlin frequently, observing for any sign that her vision is soon to come upon them all. And it does. Hana appears to stop dancing even when she seemed to be having fun, which alerts even him first. His eyes find Ainslin, and she looks stressed. No doubt Onsei will rush back soon as will Hana since she won't stay on the dance floor alone. He notices the floor starting to cave, and he sighs. It's like the labyrinth he and the others went through just a day earlier. He frowns before letting his footing crumple away. Once they near the ground. He kicks off a nearby spike to land on a trap-free spot. Immediately, he runs over to the others. The vision before him troubles Malek. He has no desire to return to a game. Despite chaos being what it is, he's enjoyed his freedom. Even when it's restricted by the infant element-wielding demon. He ignores both Hana and Aelita. "What are we to so then? I don't want to go back to having no control or mind of my own, but who knows what the next world will truly be like? What ever we decide, we need to act together. Based on what we all just seen as well as what I've heard of Ainslin's vision, we need to make sure we stay united no matter the decision. I personally would like a new world, but that could be disastrous." Who's to say that even Onsei could never survive the next world?
Aelite shoots a small smile to Sora as he jokes with her, and even blushes as he says she looks nice. "Thank you. You do look nice too." Seriously. Hana is just being stubborn. They all look very handsome, especially human Sora. She goes along with him after the group disperses. She has no one else she'd rather socialize with, so she'll gladly stuff her face with him. She picks off am little at a time, but she goes back frequently. Who knows what's to come. They may be with out food for a while, so she rationalizes her pigging out now as gaining energy in case they end up days with out food. It rationalizes her swiping some of Sora's food and eating it before he can protest. Of course, she smirks with her mouth full of what ever goodies when he does react. She remains on guard for him swiping her own food, though I'd say she's successful about half the time. She nibbles on her food as the room grows dark. Huh? Is this the start of the vision. She looks down as even she begins to feel the floor give way. "Oh no," she mutters. She would have been panicked if Sora hadn't of thought ahead and offered to help her out. As they fall, she clings to Sora's torso nice and tight. The parachute was a smart idea. Once they were on the ground, she sighs. "Thank you, sora!" She says as she remains kneeling on the ground. Please let the floor stop giving up on them! What or who can she trust if even the ground below her is but a trap itself! She looks down as the light shines bright, not wanting to be blinded. She sees just why it is they were meant to come here finally! Taking on that mighty God? She doesn't see herself as particularly strong, but... If it's somehow meant to be, she will go along as long as sora goes on. Once the light fades, she beams at Sora. "We've found a way to return to our original world!" She was about to jump and hug him until Hana decided she doesn't like being stuck in a show or in a comic book. "I want the world the way it was, something we can predict will happen! The lot of you don't belong outside of your games and shows. Sora and I belong in the real world!" They have to do what the vision says, they just have to!
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Post by OokamiShinjo on Jul 6, 2015 3:03:34 GMT
Onsei laughs at Malek's taunt despite the truth and despite the fact that he too called him an old man's mole, "So you're saying I couldn't win over you? Maybe you should be my target then, hmm? I'm certain I could win you over one way or another". He doesn't remember the last time he was turned down, and not just because he was from an otome game either. Still, he doesn't question the fact that she does know where to place her hands on him, nor does he admit that shes actually an excellent dance partner. However, he raises a brow, "Fiance? What fiance are you talking about? You keep on mentioning that I have one," he glances down at her, taking a break from his careful searching, "But I don't ever recall asking for someone's hand in marriage". He says nothing as Colas gives his life in order to somehow summon the power of an almighty god, apparently- according to the vision- tearing actual holes in space and time. He allows Aislin to cling to him, shuttering and trembling as the vision ends, though he doesn't try to comfort her other than a tiny pat on her back and that's it. His shoulders suddenly tense at Aelita's statement, displeased with it greatly. If there's things he hates, it's children of all kinds, humans like Aelita- ones like Sora are bearable- and the thought of being a part of that damnable game again. Much like when he had met Colas the night before, his mood drops. "The fact that Etros died and allowed the Chaos to do what it has means that we DO belong. I'll kill every single person out there before I return to that damnable game. I'd kill you lot too, if I had to, if it meant I'd remain free". Having his own mind, his own personality, his own CHOICES is all he's ever wanted. He looks down to Aislin whom pulls on his shirt. "What?" At her statement, he scoffs, "Don't look at me like that". He pulls away from her sorrowful look, feeling no regret for hurting her feelings. At Sora's mentioning, he sighs. Then what do you propose, human?"
"What? No way," Sora denies, face bright red as Aelita compliments him. He's never been complimented by a pretty lady such as she. He whines every time she steals away some his food, though he doesn't put up a real fight at the same time as there's plenty of food to go around. He doesn't try to steal too much either. "You're quite welcome," he grins to her upon hearing her thanks. The vision hits him hard, and leaves him with mixed feelings about what should or shouldn't happen. It's quite a surprise. From what he understands, that means that if they just let this earth die, so will everyone else and they'll all be born anew with clean slates and everything. Not only that, but people like the demons will be free from their games and anime. His thoughts though are along the same lines as Malek's. They don't know if even Onsei would be able to survive in that new world filled with demons and humans and all sorts of creatures that don't naturally exist in Sora's and Aelita's current world. "We really should stick together," he agrees with Malek, "But we can't just let Bhunevelze destroy this world. Stopping him will separate us- Onsei and Hana are rather adverse towards the idea of returning to the way they used to be.......Can't there be a balance? Like.....Is there some way to hone the Chaos and use it to merge these two worlds? Sure, that would happen if Bhunevelze wins, but- Oh, I don't know!" He whines in the end. He realizes that he's begun to just talk in circles, unable to find an idea that would allow them to balance the possible out comes. Though he nods to Aislin when she speaks up, "Yea, we should really get out of here".
Aislin trembles at these possibilities. This vision gives her a rather large headache, not that she can really tend to it right now. She gasps and tugs on Onsei's jacket as mentioned, not at all pleased by his statement. "Please don't say stuff like that, Onsei," she feels like she's about to cry. Her eyes jerk from each other person, landing finally on Sora and then onto Aelita. "I.....I think that Aelita is right".
"What?" Onsei demands, pulling away from the half fox demoness, "You WANT to return to that anime? Why?"
"I just feel it would be best, okay? I mean, she's right! We're not natural creations, we're originally ones and zeros given life," she too never really liked her life in that anime. However, she is actually willing to let go of her freedom for the betterment of man kind. "Not only that, but there's more humans out there than there are demons or half demons- or any other supernatural creature as it is. Why should they all die just to make us happy when we didn't even actually exist to begin with? On top of that, they CREATED us. Humans are basically our parents; it's a child's duty to protect and care for their parents once they're strong enough to". She pauses, looking away from the seething demon, "Can we just get out of here? I don't want to talk about this in this place". It's only by the luck that could only exist in a game that a near by wall falls, showing the way out of the room and to a new place. The opening is actually a portal to a new land within the game- a desert land, with dunes and such everywhere. She doesn't hesitate to walk through the portal, wanting nothing more than to get away from all the dead bodies.
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Post by LochNess on Jul 6, 2015 4:09:45 GMT
Hana rolls her eyes, unimpressed. Those poor girls that didn't resist this fool probably has themselves now. "You're not gonna win me over, hate to break it to you," she says, a sneer challenging him to just try. Still, she continues on to dance with him as described. As he asks about his fiancé, she laughs. "If I remember correctly, Ainslin described a deal where you and her marry in the next world. Forgive me for presuming, but I figured that you're as good as engaged with a deal like that." She winks. "Of course, it's not like I'm happy for her. The poor dear." She snickers at the thought of them actually married. After the vision, she gapes at Ainslin. "You WANT to lose your freedom? What kind of demon are you?" Half or not, she should be fighting to live free of the chains that are on them in their games and shows. She drops the subject until they go through the portal herself. She already knows where she stands. She refuses to lose her freedom. In the desert, away from corpses and horrors of the room where they all caught a glimpse of the possible future. "Let me just say, I don't give a damn about staying United. Don't you dare think for a moment I'll ever give up what I've gained. I'll die free before I let myself be controlled by something like that again. I don't know what the next world would hold, but it sure beats the hell out of returning to a life as a mere puppet. Weak humans like you," she glares at Aelita, "could never understand what we go through. No. I won't fight this guy. In fact. I won't let any one of you fight him yourselves. Unless you can come up with a brilliant scheme to take over shaping the new world in his place, I will go as far as to see it through." She knows it's immature and stubborn of her, but she just CANT go back to the way things were before. She has a life now, and she will fight to live.
Aelita giggles at Sora. How cute. He's getting a bit bashful. After the vision, she looks to sora as he insists they stay united. That's a swell idea when she and Ainslin completely disagree with those wretched, greedy demons. She thinks on Sora's suggestion as they all migrate out of that dark pit of bloody hell. Desert. Great. They really did end up somewhere very different. Her thoughts are broken as Hana flatly refused to kill Bhunevelze and accept her place as a mere character in a game. "If we can indeed find a way to control chaos and create the new world ourselves, that would be ideal. But in the event we don't find a way, I'd rather go back to what we know, even if it means you lot go back to where you came from." She stares coldly at Hana's venomous glare, even at Onsei if he dares argue. In all this time, they've given no reason for her to really want to help them. Especially not Onsei or Hana. She says, "We don't need you to kill him, Hana. Despite your amazing powers, you're as week as any human." It's an exaggeration of course, but she still can't help but insist it to be accurate. "Onsei, we might miss, but we can do with out either of you. We will protect this world from the evil God and everything will be as it once was." She gives a smug smile as she thinks about these obnoxious characters having their 'freedom' stolen from them once more. They shouldn't have it in the first place. Her eyes roam to Sora. He seems to remain rational here. Unless he can really give a good argument, she won't budge. He's the only reason she's stuck with them all this far.
Malek holds up his hands as the girls and Onsei bicker about what to do. Staying united seems as impossible as fitting a thick rope through the eye of s normal needle. Still. He must try. He doesn't want to separate in this world as it starts breaking down and causing more and more trouble. Taking control of chaos for themselves... Is that possible? He bites his lip nervously. A new world where everyone really lives on. One where even humans can gain strength and power and isn't littered with the disgust human dwellings that are in real life, those giant cities over run with humans. To take control of chaos... They'd essentially become gods themselves. He looks up once they arrive in the desert to my girls as they argue relentlessly. He looks to Ainslin. "No matter how we were created, we are all alive now. The end of this world and birth of a new one is s natural cycle. Would you stop it from coming to pass because of a frightened little mouse," he looks to Aelita, "Or because you seen to have no desire to live on now that you've gained life? Sorry, but even I have no wish to return to the old ways. I think Sora, the human boy, has a good idea if only we knew how to do it. We have a few weeks. Perhaps we should go find more information and we can find a way to do it. If not, then you can worry about what path to take. Taking control of the new world's creation would be the most ideal. We can all benefit and know how the new world will shape up."
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Post by OokamiShinjo on Jul 7, 2015 2:11:07 GMT
Onsei blinks, "You consider that kind of promise an engagement?" How simple and innocent. Venomous vermilion eyes land on Aelita as she says what she does, a dark air filtering around him like killer intent. "And I would rather go to a new world where I can actually live than go back to being a slave for human entertainment". And as the human girl mentions the fact that they won't fail at killing a God without his strength. He grins cruelly, "I'd love two watch you try and fail," he invites. However, his eyes snap to Malek as he and Sora act as the moral voices during this issue. He listens carefully, taking in every bit of information his words offer them. Being the oldest of the group other than Malek himself, he has the most life experience to help him find an answer to the silent question. How does one become basically a God and take control of the very Chaos that threatens to end them? He ignores Aislin as she defends her statement, and even as she goes on to say what she does. He ignores Hana's seething frame, Aelita's cold one, and Sora's logical stand point. Think. How does anyone ever take control of any thing? Over taking it, is the obvious answer. But just how can they take something over that doesn't have a mind, or even a personality or anything like that? Chaos is basically not touchable; it's just a black fog that clusters in various places. How does one conquer a gas? His eyes flit to Hana. Surely if Chaos acted like air, she could control it to an extent. Like, gather and disperse it. But to his understanding, Chaos doesn't behave like smoke or fog, it just flutters around like it. So, how to control it? Sound. How does he control sound? Before he just did it on a whim, he had to-......That's it. "Oh, this will be fun," he suddenly smirks. At Aislin's question, he leans down and ruffles her white hair, "It's all too simple," he roughly pulls his hand from her locks and makes sure that the others are paying attention. "How does one control their powers after discovering them?" At Sora's answer, he shakes his head, "No, idiot. One first must find the source of their power. For me, it is my vocal cords. The source of Aislin's visions is her mind- even if she can't control them. Chaos was once under the control of Etros before she died. So either we A- find out how Etros came to be and find her grave or B-find the source of Chaos. Option B is nearly impossible to do. So, we search for Etros' grave," currently an unknown location. He smirks, "Yes, I know I'm a genius".
"I'm the kind of half demon that's old enough to see a human's view AND a demon's view as well!" She snaps back at Hana, "You're nothing but a baby compared to even me!" Aislin in the mean time is shocked by Sora's statement, "Control Chaos? Is that even possible?" She looks away from Malek as he addresses her, unsure of what to think at the moment. "Well....Like I said, I can see the human point of view....I don't want to return to being part of that anime. but....," she trails off, unable to explain herself. Still she falls silent as Malek says what he does, supporting Sora's idea of controlling Chaos. Her head snaps over to Onsei as he suddenly speaks up, surprised to see an excited gleam in his eyes. "What? You're talking like you just found some sort of new entertainment". As the demon roughly ruffles her hair, she tries and fails to duck away, forced to stay where she is until he pulls away from her fully messed up hair. Upon reflex she makes to fix it, ears flat. As Onsei explains his thoughts, offering two options that seem near impossible, she shakes her head, "How are we supposed to find the grave of a Goddess that man kind didn't know existed until relatively recently? We don't know how she even died in the first place. Nor what she even looks like. We know nothing about her". Sora's suggestion makes sense, but she still has little faith in this idea.
The swordsman shakes his head and sighs, "Sorry Aelita, but I'm not gonna sacrifice innocent people just so that we can go back to normal. I mean, I could care less if Onsei dies, he's a dick, but Aislin and Hana and Malek? What about them?" He pauses, "I want our world to be safe too, but not at the risk of those that are alive- even if they hadn't been in reality a few years ago". Ever the hero, it seems he is at the moment. "Thanks for the support, Malek the demon," Sora rolls his eyes at the way the oni addresses him. None the less, he sighs after watching the conflict come to a rather harsh pause, "We just need to breathe and think about this. Seriously, we could try controlling Chaos some how. The issue is that, like Malek said, we need more information". He too falls silent, however he doesn't have even a basis where he could start popping ideas from. It isn't until Onsei speaks up with a question that he guesses, "You just kind of end up doing it?" That's his best guess. However, as they're given an answer, his eyes widen. "That's......Where the hell did you come up with that idea? It's actually kind of good".
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Post by LochNess on Jul 7, 2015 14:02:09 GMT
Hana shrugs. "I wouldn't normally, but I find it amusing poor little Ainslin promised something like that." She smirks, showing its more of a joke than anything when she calls out his little 'fiancé'. Still, she continues to argue with Aelita, though their argument seems to be going in a big circle. To Ainslin, she snickers. "Right, you're only a half-breed. I may be a baby, but I know the value of my life is worth fighting for unlike you." She would have continued had Onsei not stepped up to essentially back Sora and Malek's idea. Controlling chaos for themselves? She... That actually sounds better even than just leaving it up to this mighty God. The source of Chaos, huh? She thought about it. "Isn't Bhunevelze himself the source of it? I mean. If he can use it to destroy this world and create a new one, either he is the source, or our best bet will be to track him down and beat out the source of it and how to control it for ourselves." She really can't think of any other means to gain knowledge. A laugh escapes her as Malek says what he does. "If it was that easy, everyone here would be able to control chaos." She's only teasing him, but in all reality, it's probably the most practical thing they can do that she can think of. "Maybe we can find people familiar with its nature to give us a clue. Scientists of sorts. Or perhaps those who've been in this game world since the very beginning, or chapels where they have priests who are familiar with Bhenvelze and perhaps chaos as well. It's easy to say find the source, but we're just as lost with out finding more information."
Malek waves off Sora's bit of thanks. His own thoughts were going down that path with or with out Sora jumping there first. Well, he tells himself that. Still, he's relieved to at least see Hana back off at the new option before them. Of course, it only happened when Onsei agreed to it, but at least those two are on board with the idea. The human girl still seems spiteful about having to endure this adventure with the lot of them, but he doubts she's going anywhere. He thinks about where to learn about chaos. Well... There's always... "Why don't we go find a library?" He glares at Hana as he teases him. "Well do you have a better idea?" When she says what she does, he shakes his head at her. So basically she agreed with him after all. He looks to Onsei. "Unless our fellow genius here has any more ideas about how to find the source, all we can really do is relentlessly search for clues as to just where we can find this source as well as learn about chaos in general. In the end, our goal should be to defeat this god person and snatch chaos away to use for our own control. That way, we can be sure the new world is as we want it."
Aelita stares impassively at Sora. How is this fool not dead? He's a nice guy, but perhaps he's way too nice if he has such a desire as to protect demons. It seems that everyone is getting on board with taking chaos for themselves, but she's still hesitant. Even with them in control, things will never be the same. Being a cautious one, Aelita feels uneasy about not being able to fully predict what's to come. It makes her want to flee so she has no part of this fool's quest. However, she can't have a say if they by chance do claim chaos for themselves. She can't assure this new world will be to some degree as she wants. Her hands clench into fists as she begrudgingly agrees to help find chaos. "There's a large town nearby. I don't know about a library, but there was a decent sized school of sorts for wannabe scholars. Perhaps we can start there?" She suggests if Onsei has no real ideas besides concluding they need to find its source. Until they get concrete information, all they'll have is speculation and Wild guesses. shes tired from the traveling and being thrown for s loop at that party. But she doesn't want to rest. Not until they know what they're doing.
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