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[thousandcurses]

Characters: Izanami and ANYONE!
Setting: Anywhere!
Format: Whichever you guys choose!
Summary: End of the Shadow event! Izanami can be talked to, and confronted if your character knows! Orrr, it can be used as a general mingle post for post-event talk between characters.
Warnings: None!

[It's simple. As quickly as the fog had appeared, it begins to disappear, vanishing from the floors and retreating to beneath the kimono they had originally spilled out from. It's fast, easy to notice. And if one wants to, it can be easily traced to its source--a woman sitting at a table in the cafeteria, sipping at some hot water.]

Comments

[immortalia]

[ Repairs could be easily made on her system and her body overall. That was one of the good things about being an android. Another perk is that she's very aware of her surroundings and, more importantly, that fog.

She decides to follow it and notices the woman before clearing her throat to get her attention. ]

Excuse me, miss. Was the fog your doing?

[thousandcurses]

[Izanami will look up from her cup of hot water and smile.]

It was. Why?

[immortalia]

[ The smile is returned with one of Sertoria's own. ]

Thank you. I lost sight of myself for a while and confronting them face to face helped.

[worldend_dominator]

[Out of curiosity, Rosa follows the fog. But when she sees it crawl up a woman's skirts, she just stands there, staring at the woman from a distance, trying to figure out who or what she is.]

[thousandcurses]

[A goddess of death! But a very polite and kind one. She'll remain sipping her tea until Rosa decides to approach.]

[worldend_dominator]

[Finally, Rosa works up the courage to approach the woman.]

How did you do that...?

[sacred_flamer]

[When Luke woke up that morning (late as usual), he was amazed to see that the fog had completely disappeared from the halls. That alone was enough to improve his mood, and he found himself making his way to the cafeteria for an early lunch, his little pink cheagle on his shoulder and humming a faint tune to himself. Today looked brighter and better than ever, and he was going to jump on this the right way. Yeah, he had things he needed to sort out, but he wasn't going to do it sitting in place anymore, that's for damn sure!]

[He stopped when he emerged into the cafeteria though, spotting the woman in the kimono. He hadn't seen her before (not that this was much of a surprise), but... wow, was she pretty.]

[...he's totally blushing, isn't he? Luke flailed slightly, looking away.]

U-uh, hi.

[thousandcurses]

[Too bad she's married, Luke. Though she'll gladly adopt you instead. She'll smile up at Luke, offering a place for him to sit.]

Hello.

[sacred_flamer]

[ohmygodshespoketohimwhatdowhatdo]

[Luke blushed harder at the invitation, hesitantly shuffling forward...]

[...he's not exactly sure what made him stop, if he actually noticed something was amiss, or if there was a little voice in the back of his head reminding him that he needed to start thinking more about the things he did. Either way, he found himself looking down... to see some fog lingering, coming from under the table, centering around where she was sitting.]

[Luke looked up at her at that, mouth posed to ask a question, but his voice refused to cooperate. Did... she do this? All of that? Why...?]

[vvvroom]

[...The fog was leaving. Not just dissipating or fading away but actually leaving, like it was going somewhere. And, because he's a dumbass Tatsuya Suou, instead of letting it go, he follows it, sword in hand, to the source of the fog.

Apollo does his best to warn him about a powerful deity ahead but, seeing as he's still a dumbass Tatsuya Suou, he takes the word of caution for dealing with whoever it is as more of a loose guideline and approaches...some strange-looking woman in old fashioned clothes.

Hmm.]

[deathboss]

[And because he's also a dumbass Eikichi Mishina, he hadn't left his friends since the day they fought the Shadow. As much as he hated to admit it (his Shadow did it all for him anyway), Eikichi didn't mind following Tatsuya in the lead. He had his guitar case flung over his right shoulder, and walked in total silence beside him.

Hades was also warning him about who they might meet, but seeing as this is dumbass party he's Eikichi Mishina, the Death Boss™, he continues anyway. Hades didn't seem to happy with them either anyway. When they stop, his stare is as serious as Tatsuya's.

...huh and she's wearing a robe that almost looks like a traditional wedding kimono for some reason.]

[nemophila]

[Surprisingly or unsurprisingly, Jun was also a dumbass also following them. It hadn't taken long to put two and two together, but unlike the other two, he wasn't staring. His face was a very practiced look of neutrality, as Chronos tried to urge him away just as the other two had been doing-- though he knew when such warnings were futile.

In fact, because he's still a dumbass Jun Kurosu, he actually goes up to the strange woman and speaks.]

Excuse me-- you're the one that created the fog? The one that produced the Shadows?

Anyone wanna try and mingle on floor 7?

[warriorscribe]

The water smelled odd and was unnaturally clear. But all the same, it was where Enoch had decided to rest, emotionally exhausted. He lay on his back on the pool's edge, despite the back of his armor being sure to give him a cramp, with a hand dangling into the water.

He'd missed the fog's retreat, and seeing it gone was enough consolation that there would be no more of these Shadows. Such feelings...they were often the sort of thing that vileness would latch on to. The fog didn't have the fearsome presence of vileness, but that it drew out these feelings and gave them form was disturbing enough by association.

He took deep, slow breaths, waiting for the fatigue to subside, waiting to unwind.

[imperialsun]

The days had been long, grueling. Truthfully, Naoya should be sleeping right now, but there were a few things on his mind, one of them which including talking to the person...well god that caused the fog. He had chosen to walk down deliberately, looking into the rooms to offer assistance as needed. Much like as had been during his plight with Kandori, Naoya was putting priority on others rather than his end goal and there was no casino here to distract him.

When he arrived to the seventh floor, he gave Enoch he a small, tired smile.

"Do you require a healing spell?"

[viditlibertas]

Not everyone was taking the situation so calmly.

He had spent the entirety of the foglike incident trapped in moral dilemma; to interfere would be outside of his own personal beliefs, but to stand by and watch had been a true test of his infant emotions. In the end, he survived the wait, but the damage had been done- and so was his conviction.

To say he had sought out the injured and tired would be giving his instincts too much credit; the star had simply gravitated towards life, whoever it might be. And while he was not typically an expressive being...the tense, blank look he had held the truth.

Stardad wasn't happy. Even observing Naoya attempting to help, and Enoch's resting...there was no contentment in his features.

[the_white_rider]

[ There is another person who managed to track the fog-- And found this "woman" as a result, even though she probably has very little in common with normal humans. Someone who did such a thing certainly couldn't be human.

When Gandalf reaches the origin of the fog, he doesn't look quite as... Kind as he usually does, to say the least. Not angry and not nice either. If anything, he looks strict and firm as he decides to speak to the Goddess. ]

You are the one at the origin of the Shadows I am to assume.

[thousandcurses]

Correct.

[She'll quite calmly take a sip of her water. She expects anger, hatred, resentment. Dislike. So all she can do is remain calm and accept it. She is, after all, use to it. She's often blamed for the ills of humanity.]

[Open]

[hachitaro]

[Taro notices the fog retreating, and heads back to the meadow floor. Thankfully it's quiet now, so he curls up in the flowers, staring at the grass.]

[He was not much help. He feels incredibly guilty about it, but he's not a fighter. Protecting people isn't his thing. But seeing people hurting like that and not being able to do anything useful was incredibly frustrating.]

so very open

[restitchtime]

[Rose notices the fog retreating and normally would be hot on its trail. this time, however, she's completely wiped out from fighting shadows and confronting her own. the best she can do is mumble 'good fucking riddance' with vehement feeling at the retreating mist before heading for the media room.

working on music helps to superficially settle her mind, give her something to focus on that isn't the past week. it's obvious from the set of her shoulders that she's not feeling her best, though, even as she steadfastly keeps her gaze on the music notes.

her eyes continuously miss sections all the same. fuck.]

/just slides on in here fashionably late

[grislytragedian]

[It should come as no surprise that eventually John would turn up in the media room. Seriously when is this kid NOT in the media room oh wait when he's in the library. That's when. In any case, slasher movies have proven to be an odd comfort in light of recent shadow-y events, which is what brought him here again today.]

[Though he really wasn't expecting to see Rose. Nor is he exactly sure what to say to her. He says nothing and simply stares at her, wondering if she'll even notice he's there. But whether she does or doesn't, eventually he speaks up.]

I see I was right when I told her not to be so confident.

[fractus_animus]

[ As the fog begins retreating, Minato debates following. He's tired, but that isn't the point here. No, the point here is that there is a little boy whom has decided to briefly manifest near him, giving him a nudge.

You should go see them. ... You could find out something interesting, don't you think?

Minato is silent for a moment and gives Pharos a sort of glance (he knows only he can see him, unfortunately), watching the fog go down the stairs. ... Eventually, with a resigned sigh, he nods, and Pharos gives a small giggle to him.

... I wonder what sort of things you will find out... I DID tell you you can't escape the mirror of yourself, you know. Good luck. ... And be careful.

With that, the little boy disappears and Minato is left alone. He decides to follow the fog until he reaches the source: the cafeteria, and a woman in a burial kimono. He's surprised, slightly; he hadn't expected her. Thanatos is... what is Thanatos doing, he wonders? What is this weird... feeling...? He can't place it, but it almost feels like Thanatos is... something beyond hateful and spiteful for once. This must not be a regular human at all, she's probably something else. Thanatos--well, HIS, anyway--hated humans and mortals in general; they were never very forgiving and he had come to hate his job, AND them. Thus it's surprising whenever Thanatos quiets down and seems to be in a somewhat... not quite good, but less angry mood.

Minato hesitates slightly, if only because he isn't sure how to properly go about this.

He isn't angry with her. Instead, he merely watches for a moment and then quietly comes toward the table she's at, decision made. ]

... Do you mind if I sit here?

[ Well, it's only polite to ask, Source of Shadow Problem or not. ]

[thousandcurses]

I don't mind at all.

[Hey, Thanatos. 'Sup?

Izanami will remain quiet. If Minato wishes to speak, she will answer questions. But she is remaining politely silent until then.]

[crouching_sin]

[Naoya follows the fog, geta clacking quietly against the floor as he walks. When he spots the woman in the kimono he raises an eyebrow. Traditional clothing, folded the dead way...]

[He walks over to her table, stopping a short distance away.]

Do you mind if I sit with you?

[Normally he wouldn't be so polite, but. Well. That fog.]

Im not late i swear.

[100percentteddiefur]

[Well, Teddie remembers this lady. He's going to put on a frowny face as he approaches her in his bear suit.]

I didn't think you were here.

NEVER LATE.

[thousandcurses]

Who did you think was responsible for the fog? And did Narukami not tell you?

[She's going to just keep sipping her water.]