Madness & Chalkoi

[frozen_pieces]

Who: Mizore & Doumeki
When: Dec. 21st, Midday
Where: Chalkoi
Rating: PG
Warnings: Craziness!
Summary: Doumeki heads to Chalkoi to save Mizore who has, for lack of a better explanation, lost her mind.

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[bentorequests]

Needless to say, he wasn't exactly thrilled to be heading into Chalkoi. He hadn't been here long enough to really get his abilities back, making him far more of a target then he wished to be. Though something was a miss, Mizore hadn't usually acted like this. ...Irony that he would call someone out on judging his character not to be this reckless only to actually do it. He'd have to worry about Fay's complaints later though, now his priority was getting Mizore away from this place.

At least she had made it easy to find him, though she had likely only made it easier for some creature to trail her as well. "...Least a corpse would be easier to drag out of here at this rate." He softly joked to himself, avoiding the ice along the path he attempted to take note of his surroundings. Calling out would only draw more attention to himself as well as her, annoying. Quickening his pace he remained silent, the soft sound of his steps the only noise he projected.

[frozen_pieces]

A mouth opened wide before her, exposing several rows of teeth and a green tongue, and immediately began to close over her. She met this greeting, or threat, with a considerably large dose of ice. With a few punches, she moved the gaping, frozen, maw away from her and watched with glee as it shattered to the ground.

"Weak~" She giggled "Not like the one I need to kill. You're weak, weak, weak."

Turning back, Mizore glanced down the hallway that she had been walking down. No one in sight. No Doumeki yet.

"Oh well..." She mused, freezing a path to the left of the beast. "He'll catch up!"

[bentorequests]

The sound of shattering was likely easy enough to place. At least her trail seemed to lead in the right direction after all. Something...was off about this place though. It wasn't just the normal, "Oh look we're in a hellhole," kinda of weird..

Needless to say, he atempted to keep moving instead of dwelling on such thoughts. It was hard enough to attempt to lose the creatures of this place, while following a trail. This was nothing more then a game of cat and mouse, and they had luckily drawn the short straws on getting to play as mice.

He'd stopped when he came across the mangled ice form and shards along the ground. "...Pleasent." This had at least been the source of all the noise, as un reassuring as that was. "Hn." Taking off down the left path, he figured she couldn't have gotten that far in her delusional state.

[frozen_pieces]

There were but two things in the dungeon known as Chalkoi that could come as a relief in Mizore's current state of mind. The first was the very beast that was initially responsible for her "condition", and the second was Doumeki. She had come to an unfortunate dead end and was forced to look back where she had come from, and had been curious as to what it was that was following her. Footsteps, for sure, and... nothing more. It could be anything. At last, the follower turned the corner and his eyes met with her own gaze.

"It took you long enough to catch up..." Mizore giggled "...Doumeki."