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The Judges Of Sabra La Tau (sabra_la_iudex) wrote in sabra_la_tau,
@ 2011-11-13 19:06:00

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!days 280-289, akin iyapo shing kaalnikanjlo, amami riku, apollo justice, blackstar, chrono, claude c. kenni, edward elric, erik lehnsherr, ermillina 'snow white' curtana, excel, gokudera hayato, hattori heiji, hibari kyoya, himura kenshin, howard link, impmon, jake berenson, kudo shinichi, kuroba kaito, kurosaki tasuku, kurow, lotus, minami ikki, nakamori aoko, nia teppelin, rabi, raenef, shinonome hangetsu, sion astal, sumeragi kururu, syaoran, takizawa yuta, tazendra, tomoe mami, toyama kazuha, wanijima akito, yuffie kisaragi, zexion, {rapunzel}, {{{akatsuki chika}}}, {{{hakuba saguru}}}, {{{heiwajima shizuo}}}, {{{orihara izaya}}}, ~king

Who: Any
Where: The Arena
When: Day 289, noon
What: Good Ends

[The Call that resounds from the Arena is loud, echoing to every part of Sabra. A regal crescendo of notes and then anticipatory silence. Should you follow it today, the Arena is that strange darkened landscape again...

Simple darkness fills your vision, no delineation between up and down, walls or even the floor. You can only see the throne in the far off distance, and three pathways each covered with a lush carpet: gold, orange, and lavender. One bears the sigil of the hunter, club upraised and a string of jewels shining in his belt. The second has several foxes embroidered cunningly into the cloth, their silhouettes nearly invisible against the background. Finally, a great peacock adorns the third, its many tailfeathers rising nearly the entire length of the path. Should you turn around, there is no exit yet, but there is a small table holing a punch bowl and several large party platters.

However, should you follow either of the pathways, the landscape begins to change...]

[ Orion | Vulpecula | Pavo | Everyone else | Memories | Wishes | Departures--- SURPRISE TWIST ]

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PAVO

sabra_la_iudex
2011-11-14 12:07 am UTC (link)

[As you follow the lavender pathway, the surroundings begin to change. The air fills with the haunting vibrations of a glass harmonica, the notes serene and joyful. As you approach, the song joined by plucked harp strings and a chorus of tiny, pitched steam whistles, the notes dancing together in increasing complexity, bouilding into something almost too complex for human fingers to follow—and, just as quickly, returning to nothing more than a simple string of notes, the last fading as a reasonable facsimile of a Japanese sushi shop comes into view, heat and light radiating out from under the noren curtains separating it from the outside world. Several low tables form a semicircle around a main bar area, where several one-person seats are available. Each smaller table is heaped high with plates of sushi in different colors, plus plentiful bottles of soy sauce and dishes to complement them. If you want something more unusual, you can sit at the bar; all sorts of weird sushi just keep appearing there, despite the fact that nobody appears to be making them. Deep-fried sushi, pineapple sushi, cottage cheese mayo sushi...

In front of Shizuo's plate there is a special desert dish that has not yet been filled. There's a door on the opposite side of the room with an EXIT sign above it.

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	Re: PAVO antnonymous 2011-11-14 12:09 am UTC (link)
	[Also there's a fire ant in here. s'up.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: PAVO blankwithrage 2011-11-14 12:11 am UTC (link)
	[ ... squints at it. ] ... Lumi? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)