Requiem aeternum, bullets right through the sternum...

[crouching_sin]

Characters: Naoya and you
Setting: Starting in room 4-20, and then various places around the tower! (Backdated to yesterday I am a slow turtle.)
Format: Starting with prose, but I'll match you.
Summary: Naoya wakes up in the tower and actually glad at the message. He then sets out to explore the tower.
Warning: Naoya is a warning. But okay - blasphemy, massive Devil Survivor spoilers, crazy laughter… I'll edit it if need be!


[Room 4-20]
Naoya stayed still while the paralysis passed, and rose from the bed, looking down at the letter next to him. He opened it, reading its contents.

"… Destroyed. … Destroyed? Ahaha… haha…" He clutched letter tightly in his hand, laughing in a mixture of relief and pure madness. As long as it were true - and oh he hoped it was - then it was likely He was dead.

"Time to learn where I am…" He turned and looked at the chest at the end of his bed, opening it. … Good. His clothes were there and he could get out of this stupid outfit. He put his cloak up as a privacy barrier and started to change.



[Floor 3]
A library, hm? Naoya walked along the aisles in the darkness, peering at the titles. No history… hm. Disappointing. He would have liked to find out more about this place the easy way. Ah, well. He could find it the hard way.



[Floor 22]
In the darkness, Naoya could make out a few of the paintings. Some of them looked familiar. He walked along further, and stopped, staring at one of the paintings.

A blue-haired boy with cat-like headphones in a white cloak stands above a group of people, blood running on the ground. A golden light shines out from behind him, and Naoya sneers.

"Idiot. He thought that this would be the right way to use this power. Haha… hahaha…"

He reaches out, grabbing the painting and pulling it off the wall in strips, throwing them on the ground.



[Hallways]
A group of Miniblins stands in front of Naoya. He smirks and lifts a hand, gazing down at the pathetic creatures.

"Too weak. You guys get a game over."

Energy gathers into his hand, and he lets the Megidolaon go, the sound of the explosion ringing through the hallway. He chuckles, and steps over their charred forms.

Comments

[Hallways]

[outforheroblood]

She comes up behind him without a word...not too close. Ghirahim is not in the mood for another altercation. Especially after such an open display of power.

"Well, aren't you a little ray of sunshine in an otherwise drab and lifeless tower."

Don't push him too hard, swordface. :C

[crouching_sin]

Naoya whirls around, facing the person behind him. He smirks a bit.

"They were too easy. Hardly even a challenge."

nonsense her face is the best

[outforheroblood]

Ghirahim drew her long tongue over her lips. "Even so, it helps to get the blood flowing."

She shifted her weight to her other leg, a gesture she somehow manages to make unnecessarily grandiose.

"Allow me to introduce myself. I am Lady Ghirahim, the mistress of demons."

The tongue thing is tacky tbh. Gurl let him take you shopping -

[crouching_sin]

"Mistress of demons?" He just chuckles at that title. "Not in my world, at least."

The multiple worlds thing was obvious, at least to him - how else would there be someone like her in front of him, claiming that title? The master of demons where he was from was clear.

oh god don't encourage her

[outforheroblood]

"Such a shame, not having such an elegant lady to lead them. Why, even the brightest of bokoblins isn't all that bright."

Ghirahim stepped closer. "Now you, on the other hand...I had yet to see a human capable of such power before today. It's nice to know that not all of you are lost causes."

Sassy Gay Naoya... he needs a scarf.

[crouching_sin]

He doesn't step away, though he does eye her carefully. "The one who leads them in my world made a... poor decision, to say the least. A misuse of a decision. I suppose it doesn't matter anymore if the world's destroyed, though."

A shame Abel had to die again - he does feel worse about that than he'll ever admit - but perhaps it was for the better.

[outforheroblood]

She just laughs. "That's a pity. A sign of inexperience, maybe? I've had several centuries or so. But I don't keep count. Tell me--what do you know about this tower?"

[crouching_sin]

"Not a great deal. I've only just arrived, you see."

He shrugs a little bit. He doesn't seem worried.

[outforheroblood]

"That makes two of us, then." Ghirahim chuckled, leaning against Naoya's shoulder. "Why don't you and I make a deal? You watch my back, I'll watch yours. We share information. And we find a way to break out of here...or at the very least make it work in our favor. Sound like a deal?"

[crouching_sin]

Naoya pushed against Ghirahim, trying to reclaim his personal space. "I'll consider it. There's a few variables I need more information on - such as more about this place. And frankly, I don't know if I can trust you."

[outforheroblood]

She calmly stepped back after being shoved. "That's hardly any way to treat a lady, now is it? I was in such a good mood, too. Willing to share what I've already learned about this place..."

[crouching_sin]

"Lady or not, do not touch me. And we'll see. Further information would be useless without at least some preliminary observation." He can get into this. Research mode is something he's used to.