dear_mun | ((In here, I first set the mad elf loose...))

Ooo! I like your attitude!

Too many people around here are all sour faced about working with muns.

Ohhh, hello there... [Let her come a little closer to have a look at you, pretty girl. You look scrumptious. She wants to get a whiff of your scent too.]

More people should have a Mun like mine. She understands how badly I've wanted to be let out.

There wasn't much to eat, being held in a prison and away from everyone else in that Head Nexus... [She pouts when mentioning this.]

How about yourself? [Wow, her ears are as pointy as hers... Does that mean-?!] How did you manage to escape from the Imperials? I was sure I was the only elf left!

You'll probably see lots of people here. They're everywhere.

I know I will! More out in the open, and not stuck in one place.

[More people means more meals for her.]

[Arioch giggles as she'll be closing in on your personal space, sweetie. Underneath that friendly expression lurks danger.]

Imperials? Erm...not sure what you mean pretty lady. Last I remember I had a pretty strong batch of mushrooms and was trying to eat a beautiful candy woman.

[she smells sweet and...musky. A mix of her three favorite things, candy, magic mushrooms and alcohol. Have you ever smelled a Smidgen before? They're like halflings but smaller and with less fur. Maybe somewhere between gnomes and halflins. Either way she's grinning brightly and produces a bag opening it up and producing a fistful of candy]

If you're hungry I'm happy to share!

[Just be careful she's tougher than she looks and she's used to dragons usually being the one to take a bite out of her. Besides an intoner isn't exactly an easy meal.]

It's dangerous to be stuck in one place, if you're all cooped up then there's no telling what might happen. Everyone might just disappear together and then they'll all be gone. All gone.

[She'll just be twirling around for a moment.]

Soldiers in dark armor who kill every person in sight! Where in Drakengard do you come from?

[Arioch takes in her scent again.] No, your scent is different. Ooopsies, so you're not an elf. How strange! We have the same ears.

[Ears.... She'd like to nibble on one of them.]

A candy woman? Who is that...? [A friend of the girl's, who makes candy? ANOTHER person to have all to herself??]

[Arioch doesn't seem to be interested at all over the candy that the Not Elf presents to her. The alcohol smell is a reminder that she likes a little wine with whoever she chooses to cook, or munch on raw...]

Mmmn, I think only you will do nicely. [Yum, yum...] Where are you hiding the wine? Do you have any left?

[Ah, Betty is starting to catch on now. Still she is nothing if not friendly so she pops a piece of candy into her mouth and digs around in her bag producing a fat bottomed green bottle]

I come from Palisade actually, never heard of Drakengard. But if they have tall dark and Uglies tryin' to hassle a wicked sister like you then they don't deserve you there.

Oh! And the candy lady isn't here anymore. She only appears when I'm high. Then I eat her.

[licks her lips and sighs happily]

[She has no idea who an intoner is. Besides, if that's supposed to intimidate her, it won't work. She's not afraid of...anything...

Taking in your scent. It's a little different from a human's, isn't it? She watches you twirl. How wonderful, letting her have a look on where she'd like to chew off first. Maybe one of your shoulders, or somewhere off your torso...or your nose.]

Yes. Awful, isn't it? [Her gaze stays focused on you as she's standing practically in front of the blue haired girl.] A never ending bad dream...

[A very sweet and maddening scent according to some, some exotic flower unlike any other. She'll continue turning until spoken to again at which point Two stops and holds up a finger.]

Yes, a bad dream. It's all a bad dream that just won't go away, that's what Cent would say. Then he'd offer to hold me until it was all better.

[Arioch is pointing at the bottle.] The wine is in there?

Palisade. I don't believe I've ever been there! How many more pretty ones like you are there? [She giggles, anticipating to taste more of her kind once she gets a taste of you, sweetheart.]

[Oh wow, what?!] She comes back after you eat her? [She looks surprised. Amazed even.] How does that even work?

[The flowery smell...oh it's so... Arioch's nose hovers close to your face.] Mmmm, you smell lovely. [Would she taste lovely too?]

This Cent sounds like a darling. [Arioch is trying not to drool.]

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Bingo!

[She'll even bite the cork and tug it out for you]

Smidgens? Oh there are plenty of us around town. We breed like bunnies! And there are lots of dwarves and elves and humans too! And this really cool Orc...

[She's easily distracted though because you may give off this hungry predator vibe but gosh you're pretty so she's blushing and grinning]

Oh Candy lady is a hullucination. In fact usually it's some other person I just think is candy woman. But she still tastes sweet, all minty and chocolaty and yum!

[she grabs another fistful of candy to ease her sugary addiction]

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Thank you, darling. [Taking a sip and feeling refreshed. Another sip. Yeah, that's a good way to wetten her appetite!]

I've never heard of Smidgens. There's elves and dwarves, too? [That's interesting!] Your world must be different from mine... The Imperial jackals slaughtered all the elves I knew, and the dwarves before that.

[It's what Undine had said once. Or was it Salamander? Oh she can't quite remember which one of her two elemental pact partners said that as she laughs a bit giddily. Might be getting a bit tipsy. ~~Oh gods, will Arioch going to become become a crazy drunken elf that wants to eat the Smidgen?~~]

Anytime! I've got more! And nothing's more fun then getting drink with friends! Except maybe getting high with friends...or naughty stuff...anyway here we are!

[she takes out a leather wine skin flask and squirts some wine into her own mouth]

Ah ~ that's the stuff. Yeah our world is pretty great, but this whole between worlds thing is pretty fun too right? So many people to meet!

Indeed. Delightful. [Arioch eyes you hungrily, watching you squirt that savory wine.]

So many varieties of people... [Smiling, she leans forward, possibly invading your private space. She's trying to decide where to bite first. She's trying to decide between your arms, hands, or ears.]

[grins sheepishly, cheeks rosy. Planting a kiss on her nose, it's risky but she's counting a lot on her reflexes to help her bail if she has to]

Muah!

[Well, that Arioch did not expect, but nevertheless caused her to want to lunge for her prey.

As she kisses her nose, Arioch strikes immediately after, wrapping her arms around the adorable girl (so she can't get away) and goes for those soft lips. They're the first to touch her. The lips the first thing she wants to taste.]

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[Welp! Betty'smade her own bed this time. Her lips are nice and soft and taste like a mixof the berry wine and her candy. She's not shy by any means and kisses back tensing for betrayal]

[All the tastier, an exotic brand of flavors to come in contact with her taste buds as she bites into her lips, and hard. Tasting her lips, and drawing blood.

Sweet blood! Her tongue moves to lick and drink a little more blood before biting down on her cheek next.]

[High sugar levels in her blood not to mention the alcohol and hallucinogens. So enjoy that ride. Meanwhile a moan from the bite turns into a squeal of pain and she tries to kick back instinctively. Watch your tits!]

[[I think we'll have to continue this in a journal entry of Arioch's journal after your next tag whenever I get up later. It'll get nasty. :P]]

[Enjoying that high, oh yes! Like intaking an intoxicating drug for the first time... Nothing like she's ever had before. And Arioch wants MORE!

Killing then cooking her would just delay this indescribably wonderful experience for this cannibal, so she'll just eat her raw.

The noises coming from Arioch's tasty prey only add fuel to her predatory instincts as she's oblivious to the kicking. She doesn't even acknowledge the sharp jab into her chest as her yellowed teeth goes deep into her cheek. More of that delicious, exotic blood spills. The girl is short and about child-sized enough to lift her up, lean back, and let as much of her blood spill into her mouth and down her throat...]

[probably for the best that Betty comes from some hyper violent comics and she knows it. As we fade to black she flails about and draws her blade...]

[He could live without this. Really, he could.
But Arioch is an ally. So it isn't a complete waste of his time.]

......

[Not that he looks particularly overjoyed to see her. Or maybe he is and doesn't know how to look it. No one can ever say Caim was an effective communicator in any form of the form.]

[There's a giggle. What a pleasant surprise~]

Oh there you are! Mun-dear and the dragon were right all along.

What about everyone else? Leonard? Velderlet? ...Seere?

[That delicious boy has always been pleasing to her eyes. It's why she sounds the most hopeful about him.]

[He eyes her. She says 'dragon,' and he has to wonder where his has wandered off to.

Yet all the same, he shakes his head at her. It's harder to have a translator without Angelus to do it for him, but what it is that they say about pact partners? They don't need voices to get their messages across?

If the gods are good, Verdelet lies in a pool of his own blood.

As for the others, he simply can't say.]

[Oh, they've both been in the same place for quite some time. They just haven't been let out enough, Caim.

Now they're out of captivity! Isn't that great?]

Everyone else wasn't taken from Drakengard. Just the three of us, then.

[Mother will never forget Seere. Not fair. She'll never get to taste him! Yes, she looks a little sad about that.]

[Fabulously swell, it is.

Caim lifts his shoulders in something like an absentminded shrug. As if he just can't conjure up enough sentiment to actually care. Let's blame that on predicaments back in Midgard, however.

So it would seem.]

You miss your dragon, don't you Lord Caim?

I can tell~

[She noticed that in his eyes.

Arioch would care less if she were killed, to be honest--but knows better that it's nearly possible to kill the feisty red beast.]

[If he was an ornery teenager again, there's a chance he'd roll his eyes. Maybe without even conscious thought. Instead, he simply looks aside, as if he has no thought on it either which way, but he's probably more transparent than he thinks he is.

Or wants to be. Transparency is vulnerability and men like Caim can't afford to be vulnerable.]

......

[He lifts his right hand and motions dismissively. Fact of the matter is Angelus is far less insane in comparison to Arioch. At least he and the dragon have an understanding. What he and Arioch have is a once-upon-a-time tasty prince encounter that Caim never wishes to relive.]

[At least she's not thinking of doing that again!

Arioch chuckles at his reaction. Oh you silly cannibal--stop teasing him!

But she couldn't resist but do so, Mun-dear. It's been a long time, being a world away from the prince... She's just happy to see him again.]

I'm sure she misses you too.

Oh, Mun-dear, where is she? Let's not make him wait!

[Miss him? Angelus? Perhaps in some form of the word. Humans are nothing short of a means to an end, or so it's always seemed to Caim. Humankind is full of hopeless fools who deserve to rot in despair and anguish and sorrow. Even Caim isn't immune to the truth of it, regardless of holding the position to save a world that's utterly not savable.

In the way that she misses being held to stone by arrows, I imagine.

Which it to say that perhaps merely not at all. And if Arioch is somehow accurate, Caim has to admit that he wants to share no gratitude in her direction.]

[Oh Caim, you'd be in for some surprises as to what she's been through. Even though where Arioch and Angelus have come back to also doesn't seem saveable, it's not quite like their world that has is already obliterated.

This mad elf has guessed right. In some small sense of the word, she does miss him. Thought of him to have died, fallen to his death. Hard to be sure when being separated from pact partner to being someplace very different...]

Grumpy prince either doesn't want to believe it...

[It's moments like these that Caim almost wishes he had a voice. The only good thing about not having one is that he knows Angelus is still living. After all, if she dies, he dies as well. In retrospect, that is an odd concept of love. Not quite the same as what he imagines his sister experienced, but perhaps something close to it.]

......

[He's not grumpy. He swears he isn't. He's the same Lord Caim, the same Prince of Nothingness, the same man agonising over things he couldn't have stopped if he'd tried to.

And yet she's not wholly wrong because he doesn't believe anything Arioch has to say. He trusts her about as far as he can launch her. Read: not at all. He trusts her to be mad and a liability, two things she definitely is.

His arms fold over his chest and he shakes his head at her.]

[There's a growling of irritation towards the Mun-Human. Hadn't she tormented her enough?! The annoying fairy that ticked her off so much... That white robbed creature that looks human is starting to annoy her too--

As she turns and faces ahead, there's Caim. The growling dies down.]

[It's almost a welcoming sound. No. In actuality, it is. Caim doesn't enjoy admitting things like that and will go to most any lengths to avoid it. If possible. And yet, truth stares him in the very face.

A dragon in red, the only one he's ever known. A best friend, a partner, a soulmate. Angelus is many things to Caim, most of which he's tried not to label. Because he's never really had the time to. Yet seeing her makes him feel a little more...

How to say. Complete.

He dares to approach her, but doesn't dare to touch her. Yet, anyroad. Who knows how a person can change in such a world, or a hub to which all other worlds convene.]

[She wouldn't admit such feelings outright, but since their lives are connected--they don't have to acknowledge their bond with words.]

Still around I see...

[Uh. Actually... ~~You met with a duplicate of him earlier.~~ Nevermind, Angie. Best not to mention it until you forget about Aisling and how uncomfortable the robed creature(s) are making you feel. (No wait. She has the memory of an elephant's! She won't forget.)]

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[He nods. How could he not be? He won't let anything take him down easily, and it's been too many years for him to count.

"And you."

Which pleases him more than he chooses to express. After a moment's consideration, he reaches up to pat her snout. Don't eat his arm. He needs that.]

[[ooc cont: She's the only one left of her own unique breed of dragon. The rest of her kin had been wiped out long before Caim was even born.]]

[Much earlier, she wouldn't have missed hearing his voice in her mind. It was both strange and infuriating when he wasn't there.

She missed her chance to want to know something from him the first time. She won't miss it a second time.]

I must ask; how did you avoid falling to your death?

I still remember it all clearly. I couldn't take us higher to the sky fortress. I could not take us any higher. And then... I found myself elsewhere.

Another world. No Imperial jackals, not one of them in sight--and I could not sense your presence.

It wasn't until a day later, when I learned the she-elf was the only other there, from ours. [That crazy woman has always disgusted Angelus. Somehow, within the Nexus, Arioch has gained the devil's luck in this other world.]

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He is. Cent is strong and we can do anything together.

A shame your friend isn’t here. I wouldn’t have minded on meeting him. [Oh well! This pretty and sweet smelling girl will do just fine. Arioch’s eyes wander over her as she smiles. Where should she bite first, an arm, a leg? Her lovely face...?]

I'm sure Cent's here somewhere he wouldn't leave me alone for long. He's afraid that I'll overuse my power or try to do too much on my own.

[Don't mind a slight side eye as she clasps her hands behind her.]

But what about you, isn't there someone special for you too?

No. I don't think so... The silent prince, Lord Caim, and I were separated.

The red dragon doesn't like me very much, and she is the only one from Drakengard, the world I came from.

[She wants to try a nibble on one of the sweet girl's arms... Arioch's going to wait until she's close enough to the girl when she's completely off her guard.]

[OoC: This isn't an implausible idea. We never see another red dragon, after all. It's entirely possible that Angelus is the last of her kind.]

[...Is that what she remembers? He relives most of his adventures to the Sky Fortress and what they found there. Almost on a nightly basis. Regardless of the other things he's seen since then.

He shakes his head.

"Time is an odd mistress, dragon." He chooses to address her politely. As politely as he can muster, anyway. "I remember the fortress well enough and everything that came with it."

The how's and why's are beyond him. He's long since given up on trying to figure any of it out. He stands to gain nothing from it, he supposes.]

[[ooc: ...Just now, music remix or cover idea just came to me, on Drakengard 1. :D Something to keep in mind for later! I've already started on another game music remix, and I just finished uploading the vid for this all original metal-techno Sonic.EXE audio I completed weeks ago.]]

[Angelus shows him a very bewildered look before her golden yellow eyes lower, a soft grumbling growl in her throat.]

One of many odd things I have witnessed so far, at the island... [A lot of things over where she and Arioch had been at, for over a year, have made little to no sense. One good thing about it is that not all humans act selfish and greedy, as they have in that wretched world.

She looks back at Caim.]

What's important is this: you survived.

A red dragon huh? Well it can't be One's or Zero's because neither of them are red. But I didn't know there were that many dragons left.

And you never know he might find you, it's a really strange place after all.

[OoC: I imagine a remix of 1's music would be highly interesting considering how unnerving and stilted some of the tracks already are. I'd certainly be intrigued to hear a final product if you decide to venture down that path.]

[Caim nods somewhat absentmindedly. Even though he's aware of time's various effects, and on himself as well, he still can't say he puts understanding or faith into such concepts. But she does say one thing that resonates within him, for he's been saying it to himself for what feels like eons and ages—though it's been only some years.

"And so are you."

For the last dragon he saw was none other than the one with him currently, and yet she too had been claimed by time. And gone she went, and Caim had all but to assume she was...

Well. No more, he supposes. Despite his own status, which is tricky, at best, considering all that's happened.]

[That's it, just keep distracting her about her allies...]

There's only just one I know, who's been here with me at the Nexus place.

Mun is hopeful that the silent prince may end up there! [She chuckles.] The dragon and Caim can be together again.

[[I just might one day end up doing a cover/remix of the song Furiae's voice actress sings. It would be fun to do whenever I'm less booked on other music ideas. XD

My current project I just started is a remix of the Darius Twin boss theme. Darius Twin is a much older game on the SNES, one I used to play a lot. I've always liked the music from it.]]

[And so is she what? Alive? Of course she survived! She had to, out of hopes to find her way back to you, Caim. Yet, that hasn't been impossible. It didn't help that many of the humans she encountered there who did not know any other way out of Nexus aside from whenever it chose to send her back.

For Angelus, it has been a little over a year since she had first found herself in that sorry state of an island. As frustrated as she had been, at least she had grown to more than tolerate two humans who have understood where she came from.

But before she could say anything about the red-haired female and the fire bending boy, curiosity nags at her. If she doesn't ask now, the question would linger on her mind. There's been enough going on around her as it is, and one concern too many is something she doesn't need. She'll try to not let this confusing and all too enigmatic ways of time bother her in the process.]

Your sister... Did you ever get to her in time?

((In here, I first set the mad elf loose...))

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Yeaaaah, she LIKES Betty. XD TASTEH.

XD Betty likes bad girls and crazy people but clearly she's too sweet for her own good

Ohhhh, that explains a bunch! Dang, it's late. After posting this, I'd better get some sleep.

Rest up! I'll be around ;)

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Really, she could use a bit of cheering up.

Yes, because Caim is the go-to guy for cheer.

She trusts and gets along with so few. So stubborn and grudging.

Like so many of her kin...

Mhm. Head-canonly, I came up with a main reason why she's hated humanity so much.

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Sorry for delay! I had family over for the weekend and was playing host.

Hey, it's no problem! Did you have a nice time with your folks?

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I did! Some of them are a handful, but a delightful handful, mostly.

I'm back. Been busy lately. XD

Good, I'm glad for you. :)