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[thesecondfinale]

LETS DO SOMETHING.
IF YOU NEED INSPIRATION PICK SOMETHING.
OR JUST BLANK COMMENT I'LL ROLL WITH IT.

Kefka Palazzo

Nemissa

Gin Ichimaru

Gig

Uzu Sanageyama

Nui Harime

REQUEST A CHARACTER OR BLANK IT AND I'LL JUST PICK SANAGEYAMA SOMEONE AT RANDOM.

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alright loser what up

[databoner]

[is this going to be some more bullshit team work because he's done doing stupid poses for you, man.]

THATS RIGHT, COME TO ME NERD

[ironbuttmonkey]

[INUMATA HAS SUFFERED ENOUGH.

No, this is something that could be equally embarrassing for the both of them. He's gone all the way to Inuamata's private quarters, knocking on his door.]

Oi! Get your ass out here.

rude

[databoner]

[What a way to greet someone. There's no immediate reply, but in a minute or two, Inumuta opens to door.]

This better be important.

[ironbuttmonkey]

Of course it's important.

[...]

I want to go grab a beer. Come with me so I don't look like I have to go drinking by myself.

[He has probably...never had alcohol in his life up until now.

The legal drinking age is a thing too but he's not gonna take that into account when he's asking hacky mc hack over here.]

[databoner]

[...Is this real life.]

Getting beer. This is what you consider important.

[He wishes he could say he was surprised, but as far as he's concerned, you're part hick in his mind...

Inumuta looks to his computer, and then back to Sanageyama. He's pretty bored himself, so...]

Alright.

[ironbuttmonkey]

That's the spirit.

[And thank god because he's out of friends if Inuamata had said no, since Gamagori wasn't interested and he sure as hell wasn't asking Nonon.

Even then "friend" is very tentative in that case, too...

Basically Sanageyama has no legitimate friends that's the point.

ONWARDS.]

I had a feeling you'd be up for it.

[databoner]

Really? Because in most cases I would have said no. But my computer is doing some batch rendering, and using it at this point would just slow down the process. I figured this would be a better way to kill time than staring at the ceiling for a few hours. But just barely.

[That sad moment when this guy is the closest you have to a friend. I'm so sorry, Uzu.]

[ironbuttmonkey]

You still came with.

[THAT IS WHAT MATTERS you jerk. Still, hick or no hick, they are three stars, and so the place they end up at is actually pretty fancy.

He's heading for that comfier looking chair by the table, at which point the group of people sharing it practically jump out of their seats so he and Inuamata can sit down instead...and he sits about as sloppily as he always does, one foot against the edge of the table and arms hanging over the back of the chair.]

What're you having?

Gin

[affectate]

[This is a comment because I'm completely at a loss for ideas but did say I would. You know where I am if you wanna talk something out!]

just goin with the most obvious thing aw yeah

[onehundredswords]

[He isn't quite sure why he's still so determined to explain humor to Elaine, she does seem like a lost cause...but here he is anyway, they're totally having this conversation.]

Ok, look, you seem like a pretty practical person so lemme try explaining it like this.

Usually when somethin' is funny it's based on subvertin' expectations. Like the most typical joke I can think of is the one about the chicken crossin' the road, then the answer is gettin' to the other side. It's dumb and it ain't funny cause it's really overused, but you could work on it sorta like...instead of "to get to the other side", you could say "I've got a pretty mean kick."

That make sense?

[affectate]

[Practical indeed. She's just giving that usual blank, owlish stare, listening intently as he goes on. Until he stops. She blinks, finally. Then:]

Why would you do such a thing? If I recall, such abuse of animals is an offence worthy of prosecution. Animal abuse is not funny, Mr Gin.

Lucifer/Hikaru

[devilgirl]

Grabbed by imps, I can't believe this...

[Of all the places to end up, Caer Scima is at least not one of the worst for a young Unseelie shardbearer to be dragged to. Still, it doesn't make Mirai happy, to say the least. She was sleeping when she was kidnapped, but that's no excuse.

She's sulking in the great hall.]

Papa won't be happy if I tell him I was pushed around by some imps. Even if they are from outside of Makai.

[individualist]

[It'd be a lie to say she ever expected this.

Lucifer always hangs around for the arrival of newcomers without fail; it isn't just for familiar faces, but to make good with new allies; and let's be honest, it really isn't so different from how she spent her time worldhopping by her own power to begin with. It was always about winning people over.

But passing through the arrivals - picking out the odd face or two as 'maybe' - one is recognizable.

And it's...surprising. Legitimate, honest surprise.]

...Mirai?

[devilgirl]

[The sound of her name makes Mirai snap out of her sulk, and of course she turns to the person who addressed her, but-

That person doesn't immediately look like someone she recognizes. Maybe a teenager from around her place on Earth, but none of them would really have a reason to know her name.

Someone from Makai, probably. Once she's thought that, she's almost sure of it. She seems familiar, somehow.]

Hi. I know you, right?

[Sorry, Papa, your disguise is a little too good today.]

[individualist]

Uh, yeah, you do-

[She trails off, mostly because...well, really doesn't want to say who she is out loud in such a crowded area.

At this point, nobody in the Drabwurld would care, she knows that - but the fact is, the benefit of having two identities can't be understated, especially considering one of them is able to gain the trust of others much more easily.

And at this point even the King's right hand couldn't contact Lucifer with any ease, and she'd agreed to work with her as a part of one of her personal squads.

So...hopefully it won't be too difficult to convince Mirai to-]

...hey, could we go somewhere more private? The two of us? We have a lot to talk about.

[devilgirl]

[It would be really stupid to not be at least a little suspicious of someone unknown saying that. Mirai's hand goes to her Deviriser just to reassure herself that it's there- but, no, that won't work here. She'd already tested it out and gotten nothing.

After a moment, she nods. She's without any direction here anyway, and someone from home would at least be able to give her some information about where she is, if not necessarily reliable information.]

Sure thing. Do you have anywhere in mind?

[individualist]

The courtyard should do. It isn't too far from here, but everyone's too busy taking part in the feast to isolate themselves.

[One or two might be there, but it's likely they can use it for the purpose Lucifer has in mind anyway. It's a walk through the hall the feast is in, through a few corridors passing countless doors along the way, but eventually they're outside under the night sky.

At the very least they're not out of sight of the other people around, just earshot, so maybe it's a little more comforting than having a stranger drag you to the forest or something.]

...I really didn't expect to see you here. It's not that you can't handle yourself, of course, but-

Could this be concern? Or joy? I can't quite place it; it's been so long.

[Let papa have the moment. Things'll make sense in a second.]

[devilgirl]

[Now Mirai's sure that it must be someone she knows, and someone who knows her enough to be happy or concerned that she's shown up. There's only a few people like that, and she knows what most of them look like.

There's just one that she knows changes his face, sometimes, when he feels the need or the whim.]

...Papa?

[individualist]

[The moment Mirai had shown up here, shard and all, Lucifer's goals had shifted. Not by a whole lot, mind you - the propagation of the great cycle took priority over all things, not just for the sake of Makai, not just for the sake of Mem Aleph and not even for the sake of destroying God once and for all - it simply mattered more than anything. If everything continued to exist past it's prime, then slowly but surely all things would decay and there would be no hope. How could she neglect that kind of duty, in any right state of mind?

But that didn't change the fact she wished for her daughter's safety. Strange as it may be, it was something Lucifer considered to be her sole, selfish wish - the only aspect of her life that brought about actual, genuine feelings of consideration. It wasn't something The Devil was all that used to in fairness, and the fact she still insisted to others that love was something she was wholly incapable of showed just how little she really understood her parental feelings towards Mirai. But that didn't matter much to her either. She didn't need to understand it, just act on it.

It was a lot of work, a lot of favors, but she'd done it. In secret of course, because there's going to be a lot to explain with this...but "hey you dont have to die" is always a nice surprise.]

Mirai? [She leans into the room they'd given her at Berserker's clinic.] Will you come with me for a minute? I have something for you.

[devilgirl]

[Mirai hadn't been doing much, just reading a book on her bed, when Lucifer leaned into her room.]

Of course, Mama. [Setting her book aside, she hops up and joins her mother in the doorway.] What is it?

[This could be anything from 'I got you some candy' to 'I got you a demon'.

She hadn't really picked up on what secret thing Lucifer was doing - Lucifer was always doing some kind of secret activity. It was just what she did.]

[individualist]

It's...a surprise, dear.

[She reaches out to take a hold of Mirai's hand and then starts walking, leading her through the clinic.]

I've been working on it for a while in secret, because it's the kind of thing other people would covet. I didn't want to risk losing it.

[Eventually they reach what looks like a dead end, since there's the end of the hallway with only one door. But rather than go into the door that's visible, she approaches the wall opposite it and lays a hand on it; the sensation of magic stirring fills the area, before parts of the wall slide away and create an opening for them to pass through, much like an empty doorframe.

But they don't go in. Not yet. Lucifer continues staring forward as if the wall is still there, as f considering something, during which time her hand closes just that little bit more around Mirai's, tighter.

Not long after, she looks at her.]

I need you to promise to keep this a secret. You can't tell anyone; not even Berserker. He doesn't even know I made this room, let alone the work I was doing.

[devilgirl]

[Seeing Lucifer do secret magical things isn't strange. She's not the sort of person who's open with her dealings.

What is weird is seeing her hesitate. It's that that makes Mirai wonder how serious this really is.]

I promise.

[individualist]

[She knows it's going to be a difficult conversation; it means facing the reality of quite a few things she'd put to the back of her mind throughout their time here. But it has to be done, no matter what. She leads Mirai forward again by the hand through the doorway she'd made, and everything just...shifts entirely, to something that looks out of place entirely, even in the drabwurld.

The floor itself ripples like liquid with every step they take, yet it's completely solid ground. Even so, the entire space they're in now...it's familiar. Not familiar as Makai or any other spiritual realm, familiar in that this entire space - even the air - feels entirely like Lucifer's own magic. It permeates every part of the room. Once they're inside, she releases Mirai's hand and steps into the center of the room - the door behind them seals itself up as she does.

The floor itself is littered with materials; mainly, gems of all kinds. Some crushed, some shattered, and if she doesn't want to think too hard about Lucifer putting entire worlds at risk, then she might not want to think too hard about how a handful of them resemble shards likely taken from people in the opposite court...

Fortunately, there isn't too much time to dwell on it. She finally speaks again after a moment, and her voice has a demonic trill to it.]

The war is nearing it's conclusion. With the end, should the Seelie be victorious, then the cycle of rebirth and destruction will continue; all life will end. It will spare no man, woman or child. No angel, no demon...even the gods will fall for good. With nothing to sustain it, so too will The Great Will finally perish.

But that emptiness will last only for a moment. In an instant, entirely new worlds will be brought forth. Life will flourish and so too will gods rise yet again, foreign even to us, who have spent our lives among them.

[Mirai...kinda. But she's seen a hell of a lot of them, so she counts.]

This space will be eliminated as well...but not immediately. It's small, and the magic here is greatly concentrated; it should hold long enough to bring someone into the next life unharmed.

[devilgirl]

[Mirai doesn't want to dwell on where the shards are from - and she doesn't, too focused on the looks of the place and the feel of the magic throughout the room until her mother speaks.

She's silent throughout everything Lucifer says, until finally, she speaks softly.]

Why are you showing this to me?

[Because - surely Lucifer will use this space for herself. Lucifer's whole philosophy revolves around doing things for herself, and not only that, Lucifer is important. She is the hope for change in worlds in ways that Mirai could never be.

So why would she show such a secret to Mirai?]

[individualist]

Whenever the final battle does begin, I don't want you to take part. [Of course it's not the first time she's ever told Mirai to do something, but it more than likely is the first time she's told her to do something in regards to something so important and not given her some sort of choice.] You're to come here and close the door behind you.

You're...going to survive, Mirai. Into the next life. I've made sure of that.