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Kamina (manly_ignition) wrote in chaosunraveled,
@ 2008-04-28 14:27:00

Current mood:	excited
Entry tags:	finished thread, henry, kamina, metatron, rating: pg, setting: asgard, setting: room 307 within asgard

A Little Re-Decorating
WHO: Kamina and [OPEN to Asgard--Maybe Henry? We'd welcome you, and if Henry is inside the room all that commotion might be hard to miss...?]
WHERE: Asgard hallway, in front of room 307
WHEN: Shortly after the initial orientation
RATING: PG for possible language
WARNINGS: None, if you can deal with Kamina...being Kamina
SUMMARY: Kamina decides to add a little...personal touch to his room door.

Arms crossed beneath his voluminous scarlet cloak, Kamina shrewdly eyed the door to the room he had been assigned. He hadn't yet bothered to peek inside--there was something missing, first. That would be easy enough to take care of though, thanks to a small request from the curious, smiley fellow who had brought them all here.

"Let's go!" Hands emerging from the depths of his cape with a snap of the fabric, Kamina spun two aerosol cans about the middle-fingers of his hands, black in the left and red in the right. Letting the two cans tumble freely up into the air for a brief second, his hands snatched them again before they could fall and began to spray, a pungent cloud filling the air between himself and the door.

It was done in mere seconds, and Kamina tucked the depleted cans under his left arm as he pushed his jagged red shades up above his eyes with his now freed right hand to take in his handiwork. Standing out starkly from the simple wood of the door was now a very distinctive insignia: a stylized, caricatured flaming red skull, its eyes covered by long, jagged black shades identical in shape to his own.

Nodding once in satisfaction, Kamina let his shades fall over his eyes again and thrust his right hand upward, his index-finger pointing toward the ceiling--err, heavens. "On this day, a new Gurren Brigade is born! Henceforth, this structure shall be the new headquarters of...Neo-Gurren Brigade!!"

((OOC: I thought I'd never figure out how to make this work...><))

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heaven_within
2008-04-29 01:11 am UTC (link)

It was with the ever-growing curiousity towards other beings that drew Metatron to the third floor hallway that contained Kamina's room. That and his desire to make sure everything was at least somewhat to each member's liking. If they weren't a little comfortable, how could they learn about each other and bond and become...the true strength that would defeat Hell together?

What Metatron had been expecting was an investigation of the newly assigned room. What Metatron had not been expecting was the somewhat devilish insignia now on Kamina's door.

Was that what Kamina had wanted the paint for? Tall, casually dressed in jeans and with wide blue eyes, Metatron crossed the hallway to stand beside Kamina and stare at the art. Confused but well-meaning, Metatron finally glanced at Kamina. "Ah, what is...this?" It looked rather demonic!

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manly_ignition
2008-04-29 01:48 am UTC (link)

His head lifting with a start, Kamina's expression reverted to a borderline-arrogant grin as he spied the blonde benefactor once again.

"That!" His left finger stretched to point commandingly at the emblem on the door, letting the spraycans clatter to the floor as his right arm propped his elbow upon Metatron's shoulder. "That...is the symbol of a man's burning soul! The ignition of a warrior's passionate fighting spirit given form! That is the banner that rallies the fighting spirit to come forth in all who see it! The symbol of the Gurren Brigade!"

Stepping back, he crossed his arms once again. "Do you understand now?"

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heaven_within
2008-04-29 03:48 am UTC (link)

The symbol of a man's burning soul... Metatron liked the sound of this! He liked it very much indeed! The blonde angel stepped towards the insignia, inspecting it much more thoroughly now with a glint in his eye. "I think I understand, yes! And what an utterly marvelous idea!" He spun around, his expression thoroughly eager before he recalled one minor detail.

His face returning to one of confusion, he crossed one arm to hold the other as he touched his index finger to his cheek in thought. "Ah, but...but what is a...what was it...a Gullen Brigade?"

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manly_ignition
2008-04-29 06:06 am UTC (link)

Kamina's shades nearly fell off his face, his entire body slumping for a moment. "Wha...What is a..."

Straightening, he leaned in close, practically right in Metatron's face as he stretched to his full height. One index-finger lifted right between their faces. "Who the hell do you think I am?! I said it's Gurren Brigade!"

He stepped back, giving the angel breathing room again. Once again, he pointed imperiously at the insignia he had spraypainted on the door to room 307. "Gurren Brigade is the fusion of our souls! This Neo-Gurren Brigade will be but a small branch of the greater Dai-Gurren Brigade in the world you brought me from! I'm leaving it in my brother's hands for now, but someday...Dai-Gurren Brigade will pierce through the heavens above like a mighty drill!" The pointing finger raised toward the ceiling once again as he spoke, a light from no discernible source flashing across his shades to glint at the corner.

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my_private_life
2008-04-29 07:07 am UTC (link)

(OOC: Hope you don't mind Henry popping in at this point! I totally missed this earlier.)

It was weird, trying to settle into a room that wasn't even really a room. Not that Henry was complaining, he enjoyed the natural atmosphere. He'd always had a fondness for natural beauty, and it was... well, a nice change. And peaceful at the moment. He didn't know anything about his roommate, but hopefully he'd be quiet and leave Henry to his thoughts. That was all the photographer could really ask for. And in a room like this, how could anyone be anything but quiet and contemplative?

The only drawback was he couldn't quite figure out where to hang photographs.

The peace, it seemed, didn't last for long. Henry was aware of some sort of noise outside in the hall. Curious - he hadn't expected much yelling or commotion in a Heavenly place - he stood up and plodded to the door and eased it open.

"Is...everything okay out there?"

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heaven_within
2008-05-01 05:51 pm UTC (link)

Metatron stood beside Kamina as burning enthusiasm began to burst into him. These words Kamina spoke of...! The ideas...! They were perfect! This Kamina was...was...

A brave, forward-moving team thinker!

Excited beyond measure, Metatron was already picturing various victories earned by Asgard in the future through the people of Asgard's bonds with each other. A Gurren Brigade was like a wonderful term for his goal for Asgard to unite together and move forward as a group! Each individual counted, each individual mattered, but the bonds tying them all would always keep them together and willing to help one another...! A Gurren Brigade!

He hadn't noticed Henry yet as his hands curled into fists excitedly before his chest and he shouted, "Yes! What a marvelous idea! The burning drive! The insignia! The Gurren Brigade! Kamina, you are a genius!" Then his eyes fell upon Henry, and he held out a hand to him cheerfully. "Ah, Henry! Hello! Your roommate is such an inspired individual!"

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manly_ignition
2008-05-01 08:43 pm UTC (link)

Practically preening like a prize rooster to find his...ideas so well and fully accepted, Kamina didn't even seem to notice the room's interior as the door opened--though there was an ominous glint in his eye the moment a head peeked out.

"So this is my...room-mate, you said?" The concept wasn't too difficult to grasp. Back in the caves of Giha Village, several people had had to be "room-mates" in the same room, as the village's population would sometimes swell faster than the diggers could expand it. He hadn't thought surface-people would be compelled to resort to such conventions--there was so much space!--but whatever made this Metatron happy.

One hand snatched out, hooking Kamina's left arm around Henry's neck and hauling him out of the room in a somewhat rough but not too tight headlock, as his right fist shot into the air. "Behold!" He hauled Henry around so that he could see the insignia on the door. "Neo-Gurren Brigade starts here! Remember this! It begins with one, but someday, Gurren Brigade shall be the ultimate combination!"

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my_private_life
2008-05-01 09:38 pm UTC (link)

What was going on out there? Henry managed to grasp that his roommate and the Metatron were having an enthusiastic discussion outside the door, but that was all. And it didn't get better when he went to hold out his hand to the guy he'd be living with and found himself grabbed and hauled out of the room.

He was too surprised and confused to put up any protest.

"Um. Oh. I'll remember." He'd written on the door. That in itself gave Henry a small twinge. At least it was on the outside? But that spray paint looked a touch too much like blood. But it was silly to be bothered by nothing more than a little approved vandalism. And at least this way he'd never be confused as to which room was his?

Besides, he had a bigger problem to worry about. It didn't look like 'quiet' and 'keeping to himself' were words that could ever be applied to his roommate. People who put strangers in friendly headlocks and dragged them around hallways shouting weren't prone to quiet or in the habit of keeping to themselves. Well... they'd figure something out.

"What's... Neo-Gurren Brigade?"

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heaven_within
2008-05-01 11:04 pm UTC (link)

Metatron simply beamed. "It's the name and symbol of a beautiful goal!" He was content with that, his chin resting in one hand as he began to daydream of a better, brighter world. Surely with such a visionary on their side, they'd be victorious! And after...and after, the Lord would be able to better watch over everyone and give them the ability to make their choices and always have hope, without Satan's particularly destructive brand of chaos in the way...

But how to further encourage things? "Mm, yes, yes, that's good...perhaps I should add...no, no..." he began to mumble to himself, his eyes lit up.

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manly_ignition
2008-05-07 04:03 pm UTC (link)

Releasing the other man's neck, Kamina clapped him heartily on the back with a sharp laugh. "What's Gurren Brigade?

"You are Gurren Brigade!" He spun, his finger pointing toward Metatron, though he seemed to be off in his own little world. "And you!" The pointing finger swiveled toward one of the doors down the hall. "And them!" And then to another door. "And them! And anyone else who's come here of their own free will to stand for what they believe in! Whether they use that name themeslves or not...that is what Gurren Brigade stands for!"

Tossing his bright scarlet cape open, light still gleeming off the corner of his shades, Kamina placed himself between them and the door, so the garish symbol he'd painted on it stood as a backdrop to him as he thrust his right index-finger straight up. "Gurren Brigade is the potential of anyone to stand and make a difference! From great warriors standing defiant on a battlefield to the last, to young children realizing they can't hide in dark holes anymore. It's the power of a handfull of people to come together and refuse to be beaten down! This is what it means to be a part of Neo-Gurren Brigade!"

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my_private_life
2008-05-12 12:22 am UTC (link)

Oh. Well. That sounded alright, then.

"Oh," Henry said, standing up and scratching the back of his head. "That sounds like a nice idea." And he guessed that was what they were here. People who were going to stand up and make a difference, even if no one would ever know. But he was used to that. And he believed that good things should be done because it was the right thing to do, not for any sort of acknowledgment. And it sounded like maybe his roommate felt the same way.

Kamina certainly was enthusiastic, though....

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heaven_within
2008-05-15 03:12 am UTC (link)

Metatron beamed at Henry. "Isn't it? He's rather inspiring, isn't he! Ah, but I must be off... Unfortunately despite how interesting both of you are, there are things I must attend to." Metatron went to the closest window in the hallway and opened it, the breeze washing over him as large, feathery white wings formed behind him.

He waited only long enough to glance back and murmur a goodbye to them both, before he jumped out of the window and began to fly away. "Have fun getting to know each other!"

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manly_ignition
2008-05-23 08:02 pm UTC (link)

Kamina turned only long enough to see Metatron off with a thumbs-up and a smirk. Then, leaving the paint cans where they'd dropped, he stepped toward the door. Glancing over at Henry, he gave a simple, parting salute over his shoulder. "Yo, just keep it in mind, alright? I'm gonna check the place out, some..."

The door opened, then closed behind him. It wasn't quite able to muffle the piercingly loud, "Whaaaaaaa--?!"

-Finis-

(OOC: Sorry that took so long...@.@)

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