poly_chromatic | FIRST SUN -- i'm in your base, sleeping in your fireplace; video

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FIRST SUN -- i'm in your base, sleeping in your fireplace; video

(A blazing meteor streams down through the sky, brilliant white-gold; anything near it hears the roaring of fusion fire as it blasts down through the clouds. Utsuho has entered the City, and she hurtles to earth in a bright fireball...but before she can land, she suddenly sprawls in the air and heads straight for the wall of a building. If you happen to be really close, you'll hear the shouting as the meteor wobbles about and thrashes heavy black wings in an attempt to slow its trajectory. It manages to scoot aside from smacking headlong into the wall, as it blasts down an alleyway and leaves scorch marks across the ground, melting the sand into a strip of glass and igniting any trash or debris that happens to be there. Smoke billows up from the alleyway.

Utsuho stands up, dizzied, a 5'8" woman who looks around 20 years old, has large black wings, and carries a big gold cannon around her right arm. She shakes out her shaggy brown hair and looks around.)

"Uh...Orin? Miss Satori? Anyone?"

(She takes a few seconds before an utterly shocked expression crosses her face. Her brown eyes have an otherworldly red-orange shine to them as she glances around.)

"What...where..."

(She looks over her shoulder, as if expecting something, then furrows her brows, shrugs, and rearranges a couple feathers on her wings as she thinks.)

"....It's so cold up here. Is this the surface world? Hey, I made it! What's this thing?" (She's staring straight at the device now. The video is unclear what the object actually looks like, but her hands cover the view for a while as she pokes randomly at it.) "Looks magical, I guess. I'll give it to Orin later. She likes round things."

(Utsuho sets off out of the alley, only to realize she's standing near a window...so she rises into the air and peeks inside. Look, it's a hotel lobby! She's looking in the window of Oh Aces, in the lounge, right next to... a fireplace, which she fixates on almost immediately.)

"Fire!"

(She doesn't have a second thought as she bashes in the window with her arm cannon, sweeping the glass away haphazardly and climbing inside. There's no one in the lounge when she enters, so she scoots over to the fireplace, drops the screen aside so that it falls away from the fire, and climbs onto the wood. The fire seems to have no effect other than to put a pleased smile on her face, and in a moment's golden gleam, she transforms into a four-foot-high raven with a large red slitted eye in its chest. The raven pats at the burning wood for a few seconds, arranging it a little more nicely before nestling down for a nap.)

(OOC: Utsuho is snoozing in the Oh Aces fireplace, totally uninvited. Feel free to not have seen her coming in, or this video, and just walk in on her, or to reply via her device, which she has no idea how to work, but she'll totally talk to you!)

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[Oh Aces is spelled against violence, so the wholly unexpected sound of breaking window glass sends a ripple of nervousness thru the night staff. They immediately block off access to the lounge and contact owner Luke about the odd event.

He arrives. First order of business; reassure staff. Next; go outside to check damage. Window's already magically repairing itself and the broken shards melting away like ice. View inside is of a peacefully sleeping stranger in an unusual choice of bed.

Apparently, the hotel decided this act of breaking & entering was not one of aggression. Allowed it to take place, thus granting entrance to said stranger/possible newcomer seeking shelter - spring is close, but the nights are still cold.

Back inside. Explanation for staff. Lounge access restored. Everyone comfortable now with 'surprise visitor'.

Luke decides to let their new guest rest awhile before questioning.]

(The raven quietly naps through this whole ordeal -- Utsuho could sleep through a hurricane if such things were to happen in Hell -- but after about an hour, it ruffles its neck feathers and slowly wakes.

That was a nice snooze. The fire is a bit cool, but it's more like a refreshing draft ruffling around her than the chilly bite of the surface weather.)

"The window's back. Wonder who fixed it."

(The voice is faint and does seem to come from the bird's beak, although there is only a little motion of the beak itself. Now a pair of "normally placed" red eyes have joined the third eye in peeking around the room, as Utsuho has only now seemed to notice that she's actually in someone else's building.

Time to warm up the area a bit, at least, so the place is more like home. She augments the normal wood fire with some hellfire, the roiling red-orange thick flames seeping out from under her feathers and swarming up into the chimney with the ordinary yellowish fire. The heat from the fireplace grows, not enough to ignite anything nearby just yet, but enough to warm up the room a few degrees fairly quickly. The stones near the fireplace are getting toasty, and the metal grill holding the logs is starting to glow a deep dull red.)

"That's better."

[Senses stirring from sleep. Already at the lounge's entry way when the temperature changes.]

Pity you weren't here earlier in winter. Could have reduced the heating bill.

[She looks up.]
Who're you?

[Calm, debonair, and slightly amused.] The owner.

Owner of what?

...I have one of those. I don't know how to get back to her.

[The bird's head dips, eyes narrowing sadly.]

[Still slightly amused.] That fireplace, this room, the entire hotel.

[Now slightly sympathetic.] When waiting upon others to arrive and or oneself exiting, all you can do is to be patient.

[She glances around, and the light slowly creeps into her eyes. Oh. Right. He owns the building. This is his place. ...Welp, she doesn't know how strong he is, probably not as much as her, so she doesn't really mind. If he turns out to be pretty intense, though, she'll probably get driven out. Territory just works that way. No big deal.]

Can't you just tell me the way back to Hell? There's a cave. I can't find it.

No Hell here. [Thoughtful] There is places Underground that would fit various criteria, though.

Where? Hell is underground, so maybe there's an entrance you don't know about, if there's a place that's a lot like Hell?

[ooc: holy crap I'm sorry for the accidental weekend disappearance. >< ]

The most visible route to the Underground is via the subway entrances scattered throughout the City.

[Thoughtful again] Up here, the temple by the hot springs is, I believe, currently unoccupied.

...Hey, that could work. Temples usually have a lot of big rooms inside, and they're made of stone, so they don't burn up.

Okay, I'll go look for...subway entrances. [She clearly doesn't quite understand what that means, but she's got an idea she's going to try anyway.]

[He was thinking more along the lines of "You're Asian, the temple & hot springs are too - so its something familiar. Seeking a year round warm residence? The springs generate heat. Asian demonic beings have flexibility when it comes to inhabitanting temples.

Nods in agreement anyway.]

I'm Luke Valentine and this building is hotel 'Oh Aces'. If your search for a suitable Hell below doesn't pan out, welcome to stay for awhile here in the fireplace.

Thanks! I'm Reiuji Utsuho.

[She climbs out of the fireplace with a flurry of embers and shifts her form back into her original state, the girl with the arm gun.]

I should go look around for that. Can you tell me where the temple is also?

Edited 2013-03-28 16:01 (UTC)

[Doesn't lift a brow at the shapeshifting. The appendage enhancement, however, garners a brief visual appraisal.

Back to the business at hand: Brings up the City map own device.] We're here [Points to spot on screen.]. Temple there [Traces a path to it. Device marks both locations and dotted trail between in red.]

Great! Thanks! I'll be here if I can't find Hell or stay in your temple there.

[She darts out the door, making sure to stare hard at the map as she goes. As a result, she nearly bonks into the doorjamb, but settles for grazing it with the arm gun, leaving a faintly charred mark.]

[Raikov just stares. What the hell is with this woman...?]

[Utsuho sees someone in the little ball. Whoa! There's a picture in it!]

Hey! You're in my ball!

... Your ball?

Yeah! My ball! This thing I'm looking at. It's round and I can see you in it. You're really tiny.

Oh. You mean your device...

It's what you can communicate on, obviously.

Edited 2013-03-20 04:29 (UTC)

Oh. Okay, then. So this is talking to you, but you're not actually in it?

No, I'm not. It's like a phone but with video.

What's a phone?

It's... er... a device you can speak through to talk to people.

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