Phantasos

[Bell jingling as the door closes behind him, SHIKI meanders out of a small toy store with a stuffed white cat under one arm, and keeps shoving down the double cheeseburger he grabbed from the fast food place up the street. He never had a destination or goal in mind from the moment he arrived in the strange city, simply content to enjoy the new experience. It wasn't often that he got to come out and do as he liked, without Shiki forcing him down again, so he was going to take full advantage.

As he finishes off his burger, a tiny yip from the pet shop down the street captures the boy's attention, and a grin crosses his still stuffed face. He runs over without a thought for any of the pedestrians-- sorry if he bumps into you-- and kneels to get to the barking puppy's level; poking the window to say hello to it, getting greasy fingerprints on the glass. He doesn't care]

... Man, this place has everything, like downtown. Even Shiki couldn't complain.

[But it'd still be even better if Kokutou was around to have fun with, he thinks...]


[[ooc: blah blah Shiki's male personality that died 2 years ago blah. Marina CR is definitely wantedokay /o/]]

[Up upon a pedestrian pass, a lonesome figure looks out over part of the small city as the snow slowly blankets all the eye can see.

She doesn't mind any of the stunning sight itself, but stares into the distant lit sky like a dreamer-- the faraway air about her remaining unchanged even if the falling white accumulates on her or the chilly wind picks up enough to ruffle the large folds of her full kimono. But if someone were trudge up the snow covered path...]


[[ooc: I am weak, so bit of a review/voice test for AkaShiki. Marina memories are go for her, and warning that I might/probably will be slow/flaky]]

[The last rays of sunlight finally disappear behind the horizon. Darkness descends and blankets this deserted area in the veil of night. It's the perfect opportunity for those that lurk in the dark to come out an play. Demons. Spirits. They are the ones that reign over the night. All it takes is one little step from his hiding place for him to embrace that very philosophy.

At least until the night is over and the sun, once again, begins to peek out through the darkness.

Sword on a shoulder, the night time Rikuo looks around. For what? He isn't likely to say right away. So through the shadows, he starts to walk, dropping the blade from it's resting spot. Tip touching the ground, he drags it along as he strolls. Better hope the noise doesn't bother you too much.

But then again. This is what being a demon is all about.]

[ Asuka twirls a piece of spaghetti with her fork and stares at it before letting it slip back off the tines and onto the plate. She's not even that hungry. And the food here is crummy. ]

[ She leans forward and rests her chin on her hands. ]

Stupid.

[ Annddd she's stabbing a meatball and flinging it across the table in boredom. ]

((ooc: voice-testing! feel free to get hit by the meatball. or just dodge and glare at her anyway?))

Is this...?

[The remarkable thing about this person that just stumbled in were not the decoration that sat by his brows, nor his exceedingly long hair, but the golden armor that he wore. Strong spiritual power emanated from him, as if it hummed through his vestments. Despite the obvious weight of the armor, he moved with relative ease -- walking forward, looking around, greenish-yellow hair trailing along with his white cape.]

[The apparent peacefulness of the place disconcerted him, much more the abundant presence of fruits, flowers and festivities, with no one -- or just not many -- enjoying them.]

... is this... Hades' realm? Where are the others?

[He seemed unminding of the colors as he started walking down the street, looking down alleys left and right and up the buildings, calling out --]

Athena! Athena! Tenma! Yuzuriha! Yato!

[Cursing under his breath --] Damn, this cannot be happening...! Where have they gone?!


{ ooc: here be Aries Shion plucked from his mission in Saint Seiya - The Lost Canvas; he's going around, so feel free to poke! }

[Harmony is window-shopping.

Because who doesn't like window-shopping?]

[There's a girl staggering around, one arm across her stomach as if she's in some sort of terrible pain. The sensible thing to do would be to stop or at least look for a place to lie down, but but the girl wanders aimlessly, seemingly hardly bothered or slowed each time she fslumps against the nearest wall.]

[Come help her?]



((note: Fujino Asagami from Kara no Kyoukai))