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0.0.0.0 ♦ "MASON" | Heather

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0.0.0.0 ♦ STOCKE

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0.0.0.0 ♦ AOBA

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0.0.0.0 ♦ "JUSTINE"

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0.0.0.0 ♦ KILLUA

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0.0.0.0 ♦ ZOLF J. KIMBLEY

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0.0.0.0 ♦ EDWARD ELRIC

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0.0.0.0 ♦ "XANDER" | SANDRATH

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HEY SATANFACE

GUESS WHAT

[The Devil's Nest is no stranger to odd sights. Today, this quota is fulfilled by what looks to be a floating skeleton; famine-thin, seeping a thin layer of shadow, with fingers long and sharp like needles or scalpels or sharpened bone.]

[If anyone side-eyes him from another room as he heads down the corridor - sheathed sword hovering through the middle of an intangible ribcage, freshly dusted with snow from outside - he doesn't pay it any mind. He'd gone in a back way to avoid the bar proper, but he can't do anything about any looks up here - besides, most of them probably also have... circumstances. He's gonna worry about his own instead.]

[Namely, hurdle number one - how to knock when the reason he's here is that he can't unthinkingly rely on corporeality anymore. For a moment, he stares at his claws, curling them - then he solves the problem with a twitch of his other hand's fingers, levitating his blade forward and rapping on Greed's door with the hilt.]

—Boss? ...got a bit of a problem.— [It's undeniably Stocke's voice, but there's an odd quality to it, a mix of an echo and the crackle of an old tape.]

Are you the owner of the Devil's Nest?

[Killua stood outside the entrance of Devil's Nest for a bit, curiously peering in through the windows. Whoever it was that suggested this place to him must have mistaken him for someone a little older than thirteen. Oh well, he wasn't committed to anything just yet, and it's not like he was worried even with how shady the place looked.

Desperation led him to push the door open and waltz inside. Heading towards the center of the bar with his hands casually in his pockets, Killua speaks up.] Yo. So who's the owner around here?

[He didn't have a name or even a face, so he'll just get right to the point.]

Edited 2015-03-05 06:24 (UTC)

I won't be able to come the bar for a while. Something came up that needs to be taken care of.

boss?

got some information for you if you have a moment

im gonna be sticking around the nest for a while
whenever i get to vandare anyway

[ooc: Light got the channel number from the card.]

Your plan to attack Vandere is now known. What is your goal?

boss

[A very long pause - Stocke's reluctant to write the rest. It makes too final for his liking.]

i might need to skip out of town for some time
it's getting worse

['It' being... well, he doubts Greed hasn't noticed the way he'd started reacting to some of the Nest's residents: demons, gargoyles, Kimbley. The Sin himself. Flinching first, then tenseness, then a constantly-chained, inadvertent hatred which'd led to avoiding them... there's a reason Stocke's not doing this in person, and it's that he gets closer to snapping every moment he takes.]

[Unlike when he was a demon, a fight to take out his energy on probably isn't going to wind this down. Not until he figures out how to get rid of the parasite latched in him.]

um!
greed!

i know you're really busy but...
can i ask you for a really big favor?

[Sending computer messages is for chumps. Besides, who even knows how often Greed keeps up on the stupid thing, and this is too important to wait. It's fairly early in the day so he assumes it's probably fairly safe to go barging in on the boss. And even if it isn't, it's not like it's the first time and it won't be the last.

Because Dante has no manners whatsoever.

He knocks on the devil's door once, loudly, before announcing:]

Greed! You up? I'm coming in.

[Before doing just that. Unless it's locked in which case he'll be super disappointed. And possibly kick the door.]

[Moonlight falls over the floor of the Sin's room, cold and piercing, a shine over clawmarks and scorches on the floor. It's blocked by a silhouette before it breaks over the furnace, the dark part solid shape, part wavering and indistinct - a shade's tendrils cast a shadow like one reflected through water. The shade in question watches the street below: monsters and humans, noise and quiet alike.]

[Stocke doesn't twitch when he hears Greed's footsteps (distinct and long since memorized, like everyone in the Nest's) or the door. Returning to the Nest feels more like 'home' than anything else in the past two years, and that sound, with no parasite's compulsions...]

[The shade's tendrils drift, but he curls his hand around the windowsill and slides off it, standing to face Greed. He hasn't been down to the bar proper yet - it felt right, to let the Sin know first.]

Boss. ['I'm back.']

>ever heard the name AM/

[ He breathes out a sigh once. It is followed by a giggle -- high-pitched like a string on an instrument strung too tight, about to snap. One can feel the smile in his words, sharp, biting. Words themselves fumble in his mouth due to broken teeth. Heard more when he uses word that end roughly, words that bring his teeth together like the demon's name. But he is smiling, yes, always smiling. ]

Greed. I like you very much. I was... AM very charmed by you. Very charmed. Your fire is one worth bowing this lowly head to. Yes, yes, that is correct. And that is why I am showing as much respect as I can to you. For thinking about Kira, for allowing me to meet you when I was elsewhere with my thoughts...

I want to kill Dante. I want to kill Redgrave. This is no desire to start war with you and yours. No... that feast would not fill either of our bellies. Not this. So I tell you and ask you to give him to me. He will be given a fair fight... he will.. because he is yours I ask you first.

As is right, as is fair. That is how humans should act, right? [ And then he starts to laugh. His laughter carries on and on obviously driven to tears as he cannot quite turn off the feed before he realizes he has laughed for too long. ]

[Greed has a lot of influence in Vandare, and Light feels that spreading the word to him is a good place to start.]

Am I right in assuming you enjoy parties?

Apparently our esteemed governor of South Vandare has earned you something of a fan.
A newbie just messaged me asking about you and your crew.
They may or may not drop by the 'nest at some point, they seem kind of rude and just this side of demanding from what I got.

um

mr. greed

i need some advice

can i speak withh you?

[ If Greed decides to check up on the basement he'll notice a scrap of fabric stuck in between two doors of a cupboard, storage, anything like that. The fabric seems to come from a dress.There's also some blood on the floor near a broken bottle. ]

Thought you'd like to know he's awake.

Hey, 'boss.'

You in the mood to mark me up?

greed
have you seen dante recently

["Greed." Not "boss." That's... odd...]

Boss.

I'll keep this short. No more secrets, right? Thought I'd tell you before it got back to you through other means.

I've aligned with the Fog God. I have no intentions of letting this interfere with the Nest, and my loyalties lie where they always have.

If it came down to her or you guys, I'd back you. Don't take it personally, yeah?

Edited 2018-02-16 19:33 (UTC)

boss
go take a look at vandare when you get a chance
[...Stocke abruptly remembers the last time Greed went out by himself. Considering the situation he's in right now he really shouldn't be talking, but...]
take someone with you

[...]

got something else to take care of
should be home in a week
[Now that is technically true and a great filthy lie all at the same time.]

Edited (i swear i know dates) 2018-10-01 06:03 (UTC)

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