solo_insanity | (no subject)

[Oh, the A.I. is a little damaged lately from the final almost suicide attack from the Consortium. It's hard to fix what refuses to believe that it is broken. Especially when she keeps you out of everything.]

Fine sailing, mate. [A mock in return. It's only natural that it is needed. He steps out and looks back at the boat. Someone should really tie that down before the tide washes it away, but he's not really thinking about that.]

[Your spaceship is weird, man. Just weird.]

If we had a navigator I think we'd have a fine and full crew.

[Oh, well, it might just float away then as they make it further inland. The smell of smoke gets thicker as they go and two sets of foot prints and broken branches lie out before them. One heads to the left, smaller and more human like, while the other heads to the right, large foot prints with only three toes and sort of diamond shaped.]

[It really is. It's so boring half the time but when it livens up, he has plenty to do and plenty to kill.]

Probably. We can get him to take us to different places.

[He licks over his lips as he sniffs the air a little. Hopefully that is cooking or if not, a warm spot to sit. Not that the sun is pleasent as it is. He'll look down at the strange foot prints and pokes at it.]

[Can't ask for much more than that?]

[Hard to tell from this distance whether it is cooking or not. Tyki leans on his shoulder as he's looking down.]

I think I would like a little human company more than the bestial kind. Unless you are looking for a pet.

[His freedom would be nice but he'll get what he can get. The leaning gets a little noise on his end along with the comment. That was a good point.]

If I wanted a pet I'd just pick one of the akuma that looks like a wolf or something.

Then let's see if we can't find them.

[He doesn't head in that direction. Instead he seems much more fascinated with trying to draw a line down the side of the other's throat.]

And then set it loose on someone when I get bored...

[He trails off slightly at what the other is doing. He's pretty sure the other is a Noah and not some vampire so...] Right.

Hmm. You won't have your wolf for very long then. Hopefully you train it to come back.

[He has met a Noah vampire. Maybe. And if he isn't being stopped, he'll just trace that cross on his throat regardless if the scar is there or not.]

Akuma are easy. You just tell them what to do, yeah?

[He's not exactly pull away, though his eyes are trained on the other. The scars are something he'll have to deal with eventually.] Keep playing with those and they might grow on you sooner than you want.

Yes, but but sometimes they need careful watching.

[Stops but only so he can speak into his ear.] Oh? Think you can best me, do you?

The Earl said they always return to the darkest parts of themselves either way. A bad wolf is a dead one.

[He sneers a little in his direction.] It would be a long fight in which neither of us could touch each other for a while.

Did he say that? I can't recall.

[Pushing off him and heading toward the human tracks.] I have more tricks up my sleeve than that or have I not told you?

I don't think you know of it yet. It was when we were in the Exorcist Headquarters.

[From previous conversations, he recalls them talking on timelines. He'll following him now.] You haven't.

Ah, that's right. My memories and yours split a bit before then, didn't they?

Would you like an explanation or a demonstration?

That's right. It's why you dress the way you do now and how I dress as well. You end up in this. I personally think it helps not irritate the scars.

[They are clearly seen on his chest when he wears that long white man coat. Thankfully he'll go back to the old suit soon enough.] Demonstration would be easier, wouldn't it?

Oh, I have those scars as well. And more. I just don't like to show them.

And I have this fancy trick where I don't have to.

[He's going to switch forms. Hey, isn't that Lulu's gig. Probably why he's switching to that before leaning on his shoulder again.]

[He watches and blinks. Wait, that was Lulu's trick. So why did he have it?]

Isn't that something now. Just what makes you so lucky to get this?

[Slipping back into his own skin.]

I wouldn't call it luck. The rest were ... killed. I'm holding on to them until someone of worth comes to pick them up. I imagine I'll be waiting a while.

[His expression changes at that. He's not comfortable with knowing that knowledge, but that is how it happens.]

Oh. Definitely not luck. [He'll take the first steps forward to find the ones making the footsteps.]

[Trailing behind. Footsteps aren't that cold even if they'd not be quick about following.]

Care to share your thoughts on the matter? I have found that in this I am unique.

You are unique. Everyone but Skinn is present. [He doesn't mind him trailing behind. It's almost reassuring.]

But I can imagine what you might be feeling. On the station there are lots of the Order and none of us. We're alone.

Now that is what I normally hear. Better that way. [Footsteps get deeper and deeper into the ground, but they can't hear any civilization ahead.]

Mmmm. I find life to be better surrounded by non-Exorcists even if we are alone. They just seem to get in the way and make little opportunities for new friends.

[Not that he's speculating anything, but he's watching the footsteps get deeper and wonders if they are getting heavier or something.]

I would prefer it that way too. Even the beautiful women aboard or 'new friends' are so tightly closed and full of 'morales' they go without sex for months. A bit strange.

[Maybe. That might be why you are also sinking deeper into the mud if you aren't careful as you step.]

No sense of adventure for them? You'd think if the food and the housing was bad that could at least find ways to enjoy the company.

[Above them are also signs of buildings in the trees. Crude things really but not put there by nature's touch.]

[At least it would be easy to get out of it if it ever came to that. Surprised no one has considered them gods by now for simply walking on water.]

Not a single ounce of it, buddy. It's like they are as dry as well and not taking anything to help.