VI.

[p_andemonium]

Huh.. Superior. This place looks different. Don't think you should step outta where you are.

Man, who screwed up the interiors.

[ooc; Axel's out after curfew. :3 He'll probably portal back to Oblivion that Never Was, but at the moment.. mwehehe. Stabbity? ]

Comments

[besteamaker]

You shouldn't be out!

((OOC: Enter Raziel in his law-sticker mode!)).

[p_andemonium]

Just checking stuff out. It's all rotten here.

[besteamaker]

Get inside a home. You're breaking the law and that will carry consequences!

[p_andemonium]

Yeah, yeah, don't worry. Big guy with a tent for a head seems to want to say the same thing.

[xuchilbarra]

............. . . . . .

[OOC--Xuchilbara will be dragging the body of a skinned young man across the bloodied and ashen street. From one alley-way to the other. He will halt. And turn. And catch the man defying curfew in his sightless gaze.]

[p_andemonium]

... ?

[ooc; OSNAP. D:]

[xuchilbarra]

.... ..... .... . . . . .

[OOC--Without so much as bothering to drop the body. His bleeding shoulders under the rusty helmet twitch in agony. He faces him. A towering behemoth of decay and death. A screech of steel against concrete pierces the ears. Sliding forth to his side. The Great Knife of Fate. No warning would there be but the monstrous and shuddering bellow that echoes within his obelisk prison.]

[p_andemonium]

...

[chosen_reason]

...

Idiot.

[p_andemonium]

Superior wasn't letting me get out. Had to see why.

Worried?

[chosen_reason]

No. But... a little curious.

[p_andemonium]

Don't bother. Place looks like hell.

And it's not even in my style. ♥

[secondbullet]

.. What're you talking about?

[p_andemonium]

The city. They put this curfew on to hide that it rots.

[secondbullet]

....

Damn. It fucking reeks.

[ Why yes, he looked out. |D ]

[p_andemonium]

Careful. Something might stab you. ♥

1/2

[living_summoner]

...

2/2

[living_summoner]

Be careful.