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[It is a nice day out with a warm breeze, the crystal, blue water stretching out in every direction, and vultures circling overhead. You find yourself drifting across the waters in a small life boat. It still has its two oars so rowing is an option, but with the expanse of blue in every direction where to go may not be an easily answered question.

Ah, and yes, one Tyki Mikk is with you draped over the edge. Hopefully, he isn't sea sick.

Yo ho, mateys!]

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[It is a very nice and almost perfect temperature like a hot shower or bath.]

[They do keep coming and all with a goal in mind. They come up straight to that liquid and start trying to collect it. And like Tyki, their skin regains color once they get into contact with it. Even wounds start to bleed out if they get close enough. It does make the space by that barrel very, very crowded.]

That ... doesn't look particularly healthy.

I wouldn't drink it anyways if I could toss them into it and they die.

[Especially if it was messing with his skin even if it didn't seem harmful. Stil, drinking anything with magical properties probably wasn't a good idea. He'll tug his hands back and refuse to touch anyone that gets too close to bump him. If someone bothers to walk through him, he'll just dump them into the barrel again.]

[They avoid him deciding to crawl over each other to get to the stuff rather than deal with the devil they don't know. They missed his display earlier.

To begin with anyway. The ones that get most of their color back saunter over to him quite arrogantly. They will try to touch him, but slide right through quite mystified. One will get dumped into the barrel for his efforts and he will scream quite lovely this time as he melts. Every other person will stop in the room and turn at him to stare.

Tyki will come behind him and tug at an elbow.]

Pushing your luck a bit, don't you think?

[He's not use to someone standing in his body and not caring for a little bit. So when everyone starts staring at him, he grins a little small, waiting to see if they actually tried anything. Given the nature of the stuff, Tyki won't touch it again, having been somewhat watching his fingers to make sure he's not affected much more by it.

The tug at least will draw his attention.] Maybe a little, but it is fun that way.

[Nope. He just has a nice colored hand in the bleak and dreary landscape.

They don't do anything for the moment. Just stare at him with faces completely devoid of any emotion whatsoever.]

Is it? I think you are about to get stormed by a bunch of expressionless faces.

[And then they do charge at him like a mass of zombies trying to rip apart his flesh. The gray parts of them won't be able to touch him, but those parts that have been heated by the orange goo he will find is not easy to phase through if he can at all.]

I think so.

[Tyki doesn't seem to care until he realizes they can touch him, but even then he's not really afraid. His power outmatches any of theirs, or so his mind will work. There isn't many besides perhaps the Earl that would even come close. Exorcists just didn't count. Trying to rip is a bad idea. His hand outstretches, filling with dark matter. Time to make mess.]

[When the zombies are hit with Dark Matter they melt into vile puddles of goo and gore. Messy, messy business. Much messier than normal. The flame bursts once and a being made entirely of fire steps out. In its hand is a gigantic sword with a serrated edge.]

It has been a while since someone so interesting has stepped into my realm. What business do you have here?</i?

[It's moments like this he is glad he wasn't wearing one of his best suits or any of his good clothes besides what he had discarded before being interrupted on the boat.] Think it's talking to you....

[But he answers anyways] I don't know. It looked cozy so we thought we'd move in as a vacation getaway until we get bored.

Oh, I'm not the one having fun. I think this is all yours.

Mortal, you have guts saying such things before me. But I won't be hasty. You've destroyed some of my precious souls, but they can be replaced. Your power is unknown to me. From where did you come from on your quest for a ... vacation.

We can just leave if you're not having fun. I don't have to kill him?

[He was kind of ignoring the bigger guy, but he'll look back at him now.] The sea on a boat. It isn't a boat yet.

Not at all. I'm enjoying watching you. Or would you rather I not live through you vicariously?

[The monster sneers.] I can provide the vacation you desire. If you are willing to barter.

[He shrugs] If you say so and nah, it's fine. This is just funny how he thinks he could give us things we really want.

[Oh god he's like half talking to the monsters again and half ignoring him.]

Come now, you haven't even given the poor fellow a chance.

[And the poor fellow is looking at him quite sourly.]

Hai, hai. We're willing to see what you can give but I don't think I feel like paying for it.

[Now that he's properly focused on him, sour face or not.]

A true home. You are both lacking in one.

[Said with a bit of insight really. Tyki looks less than amused.]

Do you think he'll give us a house to go with this promised paradise?

[He scratches at the scars on his chest in thought. No, he didn't have a home to go home to. Not anymore. There was the 'real' Tyki already in place.]

Hate to build one all on my own. [He looks towards the being.] And hot red heads... Food. Not that I'm considering.

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