Master of the Graveyard

[thousandcurses]

Characters: Izanami and whoever comes across her
Setting: Floor 82 and Floor 48
Format: Commentspam to start with
Summary: Izanami requires a change of pace, and she does have that lovely wedding kimono that's just sitting in her trunk...
Rating: PG or PG-13, depending on what is discussed
Warnings: Izanami herself is kind of a warning when she's in a mood

[Floor 82]

[Her clothing is hardly appropriate to dancing, but she doesn't mind. She's more here for the atmosphere--a ball, formal and elegant. It's a change of pace, the direct opposite from the dreary graveyard. She belongs there, yes, but she... Doesn't generally mind this place, either, even if she's only standing to the side and watching.]

[Floor 48]

[She belongs here, surrounded by graves and death. Even if the coffins are empty. Even if it's not a real graveyard. This is where the woman belongs, tending to the graves and taking her tea nearby. She is Death, no longer creation, and Izanami enjoys the gloom and quiet besides. Today, though, she hums an old lullaby to the "restless spirits" that may just be her own.]

Comments

Floor 48

[lightofhumanity]

[Since everything was starting to clear up and calm down, chaos had decided to pay his friends a visit, like he usually did when things weren't muddled up or crazy. However, while walking along the tombstones, chaos sensed and saw an old friend that was not dead, but alive and drinking her tea. Smiling, he spoke.]

It is nice to meet you again here. How have you been holding up?

[thousandcurses]

I have been doing well. You?

[She pats the ground next to her and just smiles. It's good to see him again! Really, it truly is, especially after... Everything this past month.]

[lightofhumanity]

[It was nice to see an old friend in a place like this. chaos nodded at the pat and sat next to her.]

..It has been a harsh month for everyone..but I believe everyone is, slowly, starting to recover.

[thousandcurses]

That's good. I would be forced to take drastic measures if there was no sign of improvement. In the end, the only choice is to carry on if we wish to accomplish anything.

[Releasing the fog is something she doesn't wish to do, really, so she'd been staying her hand. Now it sounds like it won't be needed at all.]

[lightofhumanity]

Of course, that does depend upon what the person wants to accomplish. However..what drastic measures were you thinking about taking up?

[thousandcurses]

...Do you know what Shadows are? Not the physical thing, but the one talked about in psychology.

[She won't bother trying to explain it otherwise, because it gets. Too complicated.]

[lightofhumanity]

I do..were you thinking about having people meet their Shadows in some way?

[thousandcurses]

It is a power of mine. I can create a fog that will draw out a person's Shadow into a physical form. If they accept that part of them which they deny, it becomes satisfied and returns to them. If not, it becomes a monster and tries to make them accept it--with brute force. Brutal, but effective, I've found. And quite freeing.

[But most people hate dealing with that part of themselves, so it's... Very much an option she doesn't want to deal with.]

Floor 48

[bloodredandblack]

[After all that craziness in the past week or so, Reimu finally had the time to stop here. Mostly in response to everything that happened.

It was important to make sure that

A. Remilia's marked gravestone still had a seal on it

B. Marisa's marked gravestone still had one on it too

No one needed the undead up and walking around.]

What are you doing around here?

[Sadly, no introduction or anything. One Shrine Maiden still needed help in manners.]

Re: Floor 48

[thousandcurses]

Is this not an appropriate venue for a goddess of death?

[She doesn't flinch, simply sip her tea calmly. If need be, she can defend herself quiet easily.]

Another answer is that I work here, tending the graves. Someone has to.

[bloodredandblack]

Goddess, huh.

[What a convenient thing.]

Mind if I borrow your power in the future?

[thousandcurses]

That would depend on what you wish to use it for.

[She doesn't freely give her power away, after all. She chooses it herself, and the cause has to be something, well, amusing to her.]

[bloodredandblack]

What do you think I'd use it for? I'm a shrine maiden who beats up people that need to be smacked around. Invoking the power of gods is what I do.

[thousandcurses]

...Then I do not think I am the goddess you would want to invoke. While I can kill with a touch, my main power lies in relation to potential.

[bloodredandblack]

Go on, I'm listening. I'd rather hear about it than not.

[thousandcurses]

My powers are not something one can invoke. I can create a fog that would bring out one's Shadow to be confronted. Before coming here, I could also forcibly awaken one's potential, but that power has seemingly diminished.

Floor 82

[idkworldruler]

[This was not his usual scene. Normally a party involving members of his group would be rather rowdy incidents. Incidents that involved impressively large raves, loud music and filled with different forms of debauchery. In other words, the complete and total opposite of a ballroom masquerade.

Still, he had yet to pay the room much attention, and so decided to pay it a visit. And in truth he had actually felt as though he fit in with the crowd rather well with his blue suit and jacket. Of course he had to replace his usual mask with the one that had been given to him. But that was just fine with him, so long as no one recognized him.

Then, he spotted a woman standing off to the side. Even in a formal dance like this, well especially in a formal ball like this, Mitch did not want to see anyone be a wallflower. The dance itself was low action and slow enough as things were. So, deciding to see if he could get her to move with the rest of the group, he decided to approach her.]

'Sup?

Re: Floor 82

[thousandcurses]

Good evening.

[Izanami isn't meaning to be a wallflower, but she doesn't exactly want to have to repair her kimono. It is, after all, dragging along the floor slightly, and that could end badly.]

Are you well?

[idkworldruler]

I am. Are you? You're kind of just standing there at a party, after all.

[He moves to lean against the wall. He really did not see much of a problem here. Slow dancing wasnt all that hard in his mind. Now if the tempo of the dance had picked up, then he could see a possible problem.]

Not know how to dance?

[thousandcurses]

My dress is not the kind one would dance in, and it is... Very precious to me. I would rather not risk it being harmed. Besides, I am mostly here for the atmosphere.

[She's smiling nonetheless, as she is enjoying his company. She's just... Not one to dance, really. Well, not with anyone. And the one she would dance with isn't here.]

[idkworldruler]

Is that so? Even for a simple slow dance?

[He could understand it being important to her. But then why wear it at all? He hummed in thought a little.]

Can't roll it up or change your clothes? [He was going to guess that she couldn't.]

[thousandcurses]

I doubt a burial garb would be appropriate for a ball.

[This is the only formal wear she has, besides the burial kimono. And that... Yeah.]

[idkworldruler]

Really? I think something like that would be fairly interesting in a party environment.

[Of course there is a hint of black humor in his voice.]

[thousandcurses]

Not the kind I wear. Only those from Nippon would even recognize it as such. It's a white kimono, after all. It just didn't feel appropriate.

Floor 48. Persona funtimes.

[greyerrant]

[ A huge armored figure seems to be wandering the graves as well, haunted by another, scarcely seen figure in green armor that seems about 10 paces behind, occasionally flickering in and out like an improperly tuned television. The grey armored warrior doesn't seem to acknowledge the existence of Izanami anymore than he does his taller green twin. But there is that... sensation of a persona user, if Izanami is sensitive to such things. ]