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Welcome Back to Edensphere, Fugue

Sep 12, 2010 15:38

Characters: Fugue (fugue_angel) & Black (hisbutler_bound)
Date/Time: September 10th (backdated), evening
Location: Hall of Beginnings
Rating: PG-13 for nudity and Fugue (he gets his own warning)
Summary: Fugue is reborn into Edensphere.

( And she'll fall as the demon clips her wings and she'll sing despair as he devours things she loved )

original: fugue, *birthday, !complete, kuroshitsuji: sebastian (black)

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fugue_angel September 12 2010, 19:56:36 UTC

He awoke but minutes ago, finding himself in a dark, confined space. His hands reached out at first, laying palms upon the fibrous walls. Although he doubted there would be anyone to help him, the man still tried to speak, discovering that he wasn't breathing air. His lungs then screamed for it, sent into a spasm as he swung fists, kicked legs, anything to break through what surrounded him.

I need to get out! Get OUT! I can't breathe! Somebody help! His eyes stung, mind reeling in confusion and fear until a foot burst through the surprisingly-soft wall. His squirming shifted the flow of the inner goop, displacing the fluid pressure. The contents quickly flowed forth, his body bursting through. He slid out onto his back, flailing his arms and legs to stop his momentum until he grasped a neighboring cocoon. The black-haired man coughed, heaved, and emptied the contents of his lungs on the floor, adding to the mess ( ... )

hisbutler_bound September 12 2010, 22:01:07 UTC

The rose was set down upon the chair, leaving the scattered petals to lay across the floor. He looked down at the wiggling thing and smiled, putting on the air of a gentleman as usual. But this cocoon, this thing inside of it was giving him the shivers. It wasn't the usual flailing and pressing, perhaps fighting. No, maybe his eyes were just seeing things ( ... )

fugue_angel September 13 2010, 20:56:58 UTC

His blood chilled at the voice, snapping him to attention. Black was a tall, rather handsome man with reddish eyes. Who was this man, and what was he doing here - clean and well-dressed - while he was a sodden mess? Something about him was extremely unnerving. Releasing his hold on the cocoon and finding balance, he stood tall and wiped the goop off of his face, pulling straight black hair back over his shoulders.

"Eden... Edensphere?" He asked. Well, that was familiar too, and he hoped this man knew a bit more. Then he remembered that he was stark naked, and moved to cover, uh, himself. Thank goodness for towels; it was taken and wrapped around his waist for decency. He wasn't going to stand naked around another guy, sheesh.

"Did you come from one of these?" He had to ask, jerking a thumb to a nearby cocoon. He had to admit, he was a little curious.

hisbutler_bound September 14 2010, 01:19:13 UTC

Not a single stand was out of place, though certain buttons were open and the tail coat was still heavily drawn over the chair. He lightly examined him from head to toe, trying to remember where he may remember this one from. Strange. It wasn't often that he would forget a face. He almost offered to help him up until he stood up on his own.

"Yes, Edensphere. A place unlike any other. At least that I can remember. Do you remember who you are? Most don't when they are born here. Everyone has a memory. Something to hold onto."

Then he asked a question he wasn't use to. Hmm. "Yes, I was born from one of those almost a year ago."

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