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thebastion2014-05-21 01:11 pm
fullofthorns) wrote in thebastion2014-05-21 01:11 pm
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[Day 190 | Open] Smells like a Roze.
Who: Roze and the WORLD.
Open: Open
When: Day 190
Where: Around the Bastion.
What: She survived the Skyway and "snuck into" the Bastion. Now she's doing some recon!
Format: Prose or action, I'll match whatever you prefer.
Warnings: Language. Probably flirting. She may put hands on butts.
She vaguely recalled telling Ed that mixing magic from entirely different eras, species and schools wasn't a very good idea. She also remembered giving in and teaching him some of her great grandmother's favorite combat spells. After that, waking up on a shattered landscape full of ruins, ash statues and weird monsters wasn't all that unexpected. A little jarring maybe but she liked to consider herself fairly well-adjusted. She'd come up against quite a few crisis situations, no-win scenarios and even had to find her way out of Hell once upon accidentally falling through a gate meant for recently deceased on a fast track. Fortunately Enma was a reasonable and unusually nice guy.
Still, she wasn't getting anything out of the creatures in the Skyway - talking to sentient creatures with familiar languages was one thing - and she couldn't make heads or tails of the land so heading for the bright light in the distance seemed entirely logical. Once she made it inside and found a thriving little community, she started getting suspicious.
What was going on? Who was in charge? Where was she? Were they friendly?
While Roze might have normally chosen to blend in with humans in a human form, all her sneaking around proved that there was more than just mortal men. She could smell at least one kitsune, sense a shikigami or two and if she wasn't tricking herself, that was most definitely a huge ass friggin' dragon out there. Plus little dragons all over the place, some little girl, and weird, cute critters that reminded her of something out of a kid's video game.
What the ever-living fuck, man?
Prowling around in her natural form was risky, but at least she could blend in better with shadows and underbrush, as well as glide silently from building to building. Naturally, stealth was never her forte. Massive claws still clicked across roof tiles and sometimes her tail didn't slither along behind her quite fast enough. sooner or later someone had to know they were being watched. Someone had to see something out of the corner of their eye: a flash of burgundy scales, a flutter of pink feathers or fur, the glow of green eyes from the shadows.
She was trying to be sneaky, but really, she might as well have been humming the Mission Impossible theme and rolling on the ground between alleys.
If anyone didn't notice her, she eventually snuck up on her unsuspecting prey, slithered her serpentine tail around their neck and mouths and yanked them into the shadows, silent as could be to hiss in their ears her minute demands even as they were enveloped by the scent of whatever smell they had always enjoyed the most: mother's perfume, a warm fire, cotton candy, fresh lavender, bacon...
"Don't scream. Don't move. You tell me who the hell you are, where the hell this is and what the hell is going on...and I might not...uh...eat you. Or...your first born or something. Whichever you think is worse."
Open: Open
When: Day 190
Where: Around the Bastion.
What: She survived the Skyway and "snuck into" the Bastion. Now she's doing some recon!
Format: Prose or action, I'll match whatever you prefer.
Warnings: Language. Probably flirting. She may put hands on butts.
She vaguely recalled telling Ed that mixing magic from entirely different eras, species and schools wasn't a very good idea. She also remembered giving in and teaching him some of her great grandmother's favorite combat spells. After that, waking up on a shattered landscape full of ruins, ash statues and weird monsters wasn't all that unexpected. A little jarring maybe but she liked to consider herself fairly well-adjusted. She'd come up against quite a few crisis situations, no-win scenarios and even had to find her way out of Hell once upon accidentally falling through a gate meant for recently deceased on a fast track. Fortunately Enma was a reasonable and unusually nice guy.
Still, she wasn't getting anything out of the creatures in the Skyway - talking to sentient creatures with familiar languages was one thing - and she couldn't make heads or tails of the land so heading for the bright light in the distance seemed entirely logical. Once she made it inside and found a thriving little community, she started getting suspicious.
What was going on? Who was in charge? Where was she? Were they friendly?
While Roze might have normally chosen to blend in with humans in a human form, all her sneaking around proved that there was more than just mortal men. She could smell at least one kitsune, sense a shikigami or two and if she wasn't tricking herself, that was most definitely a huge ass friggin' dragon out there. Plus little dragons all over the place, some little girl, and weird, cute critters that reminded her of something out of a kid's video game.
What the ever-living fuck, man?
Prowling around in her natural form was risky, but at least she could blend in better with shadows and underbrush, as well as glide silently from building to building. Naturally, stealth was never her forte. Massive claws still clicked across roof tiles and sometimes her tail didn't slither along behind her quite fast enough. sooner or later someone had to know they were being watched. Someone had to see something out of the corner of their eye: a flash of burgundy scales, a flutter of pink feathers or fur, the glow of green eyes from the shadows.
She was trying to be sneaky, but really, she might as well have been humming the Mission Impossible theme and rolling on the ground between alleys.
If anyone didn't notice her, she eventually snuck up on her unsuspecting prey, slithered her serpentine tail around their neck and mouths and yanked them into the shadows, silent as could be to hiss in their ears her minute demands even as they were enveloped by the scent of whatever smell they had always enjoyed the most: mother's perfume, a warm fire, cotton candy, fresh lavender, bacon...
"Don't scream. Don't move. You tell me who the hell you are, where the hell this is and what the hell is going on...and I might not...uh...eat you. Or...your first born or something. Whichever you think is worse."
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"Dunno what it is, but they got it. Poor, stupid bastards that a lot of them are. Well...plain ol' humans anyways. I'm always a little disappointed because I could never find a decent Hell demon that wasn't a complete twat. Males anyways. Females tended to be more tolerable just because hey, we're not that different. I'm not a Hell demon, obviously," she added, gesturing vaguely.
"Demons are different in Japan. Its more of a blanket term. I mean we even call vampires and werewolves demons back home."
She paused for a moment, squinting at Anya before snorting and shaking her head.
"You know, come to think of it, I don't think I've ever actually known a lesbian? I mean I know of them and I knew people who were but I've never had a friend that was one? Or they never told me. I dunno, I'm sure I come off as pretty insensitive some times so maybe I spooked them. All...deer in the road and shit."
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She frowned in some confusion. "I'm not sure what sort of demons you seem to think we had back home. I admit the Japanese classification is fairly broad, but that's partly just poor translation. There are a lot of different hell dimensions, and a lot of impure demons walking the Earth. Maybe not my Earth anymore, but other Earths. Maybe the one with no shrimp."
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"Like, I've been to one Hell, Jigoku, but not the Hell they talk about in the Christian bible. People in Jigoku take their jobs pretty seriously and they don't preoccupy themselves with designs on subjugating mortal Earth or anything. They were pretty helpful about getting me home, in fact. I got there on accident and got lost. But the way its been explained to me by the few Hell demons I met that were the talking sort, if I went to their Hell I'd probably never get out. Or worse."
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"So I wouldn't take what those 'Hell demons' told you about their world too seriously. There are plenty of hell dimensions full of untold suffering, so as much as they like to brag, I doubt theirs even ranks in the top ten."
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"Some to think of it, I'm pretty sure it was Shaitan. I'm not really good at reading other languages. Just speaking them. It was a written letter and someone else read it for me and I'm pretty sure the pronunciation was like...Shaytan. Not for sure though. Hm. Pity. I shoulda gone on more date when I had the chance. Lame."
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"It may take a little work, but I'm sure you can find a better orgasm friend here."
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"Man and people say I have no tact! Wow! Still though, you're probably right, though I wouldn't precisely put it that way. Wow. Wow. Orgasm friend. Who says that? Dude, chick, seriously. Friends with benefits. Try a little tact. Just a tiny bit. Hell, even sayin' fuck-buddies sounds less bizarro."
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"Tact almost always comes at the expense of clarity, if not outright honesty. I would much rather everyone say exactly what they mean. Just because you're having sex with someone, doesn't mean you're getting orgasms out of it, and I wouldn't wish that on you. You need an orgasm friend."
There, she said it again. That phrase was not leaving her vocabulary, nope.
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"Fair enough, fair enough. Its all in the semantics I guess. Truth be told I like the emotional aspect too. I wouldn't call myself a love 'em an' leave 'em type. I just love 'em all. Makes it hard to find anything, really. Most people just can't grasp the concept. Ah well. I'm sure you're right, there's gotta be a few someones around here that aren't all stiff-backed. Not that its the priority. Speaking of which I should probably keep havin' a look around, try to assess some more things on my mind," she remarked with a considering tone, looking around the area curiously before raising her eyes to the rooftops again.
"If I end up stickin' around, we should get a drink or something, chat some more. Talk shop, whatever. I'm always pretty eager to learn about other people, human or otherwise. If nothin' else this place could be a nice pit stop. Gotta see what's outside too, an' all."
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"Be careful not to get yourself killed if you go back out on the Skyway. There are things that can give even a demon a run for her money. I recommend bringing at least one person with you whom you wouldn't mind dying in your stead.
"But then if you get back and need to relax, there's not only interesting booze here, but also an onsen to wash off any blood." See, certain aspects were practically like a vacation resort.
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"An onsen?" Roze asked, perking visibly. "Like a real one, not...a word strikingly similar to one I find familiar that's actually used for something like a toaster or petting zoo? You say onsen and you mean loads of water in a nice setting with public bathing and plants and a little deck and all?" the girl asked, green eyes glittering with excitement.
As far as she was concerned that was reason enough to stay in a place like the strange haven the people had fashioned.
"How does anyone have something that particular in a place like this?"
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"That's one of the interesting things about this place. It has the power to create things if you feed it enough shards." She indicated the one in the amulet she was wearing. "It's also why we have donut trees."
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"See, now I'm not sure if you're pulling my leg or being serious. So this place just gives you whatever you want for those little crystal thinigies?"
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"Wow. Huh, guess there's gonna be an adjustment period after all."
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"Its not my fault, I don't have to worry about the one person that really really mattered and as far as my parents go..." Another shrug.
"I might be upset later.It might not have hit me. We were kinda on the rocks anyways. Still, I mean...I didn't really know a lot of people personally, so nothin' and no one to lose, right? Probably for the best."
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"I try to keep things practical for the sake of simplicity. There's no point in looking at things from a perspective I can't maintain all the time. If I just take shit as it comes and deal with it right then, I'm usually able to prepare for and cope with anything. Suits me fine. Might come off as a little too casual for some people, but at least I sleep well at night."
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Rolling her eyes and waving a hand, Roze dismissed the subject entirely.
"Forget it, not even worth remembering. New place, new life, time to make new memories. Practical. I'm gonna go look around some more but I mean it about grabbin' a drink. And probably something to eat, I'm gonna be parched and starved before too long and I eat like a pack of wolves."
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"Give me a holler too, if you like. Shouting Roze in a place like this, I'm bound to hear it. Tiny ass parcel of land. Anyways, tata for now, babe. See you later, yeah?" Roze stated, winking playfully and tilting her head to gauge the distance between the ground and the nearest roof.