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[kirixgiri]

Dragons Have No Teamwork {Closed}

Why this amusement park had a dragon in the hotel was beyond Kirigiri. It defied all variations of basic logic, and it wasn’t just the hotel. This entire amusement park was ridiculous, beyond the laws of the earth. As someone whose entire profession was based around logic, this was a new experience for her.

"How the hell am I supposed to get through this?" she mumbled to herself. The class she had been given upon entering the floor was a gunner, probably because of her weaponry abilities as a detective. A gun was usually on her at all times, but she had lost it upon entering the amusement park, the only time she had access to one being when she was on the third floor of the hotel, apparently.

She heard footsteps behind her and saw another woman in similar clothes to herself, probably another person living on this floor. The name above her head read ‘rise.kamishiro’, meaning this was her roommate. Oh, right. She had a roommate. That would just be great, wouldn’t it? With her profession and the way she conducted herself, most people tended to be intimidated by her, so hopefully this person wouldn’t be the same.

"I’m Kirigiri Kyouko, your roommate. It looks like we have to fight this dragon." From her tone one would be able to see she was not looking forward to it. Just because she had used a gun once or twice didn’t mean she could defeat a dragon with one.

[devouringlys]

Though this place offered no shortness of peculiarities (not the least of which being that she was very suddenly of sound mind and body), Rize had been perhaps a little naive to think that her living arrangements might offer some momentary respite.

But, of course, as steeped as the amusement park was in reality-defying attractions and acts, the hotel had proved just as inconceivable - a fact which had become apparent not seconds after she had set foot upon her assigned floor.

The words 'BERSERKER' appeared above her head with a soft chime, and her hand grew heavy with a sudden and quite implausibly solid weight. She nearly dropped the sword, as long in height as she was tall and impossibly heavy (a weight she certainly could not have stood to bear were she an ordinary human), in a fit of surprise. Rize considered leaving it anyway - surely a sword would be of little use to her when her Rinkaku were only a thought away - but curiosity lead her to drag it along as she headed deeper into the hall.

The dragon was enough to give her pause, and were it not for the scent of her blood Rize might have jumped in surprise at the girl's words. Her lips curled into a smile, a defense as automatic as the way she hefted her sword, and Rize's entire demeanor shifted in the blink of an eye - suddenly affecting the guise of someone helpless. "I - I'm not sure I know how." She confessed in a low tone, colored with embarrassment and a hint of fear. 

The dragon turned towards them, curious and impossibly large, and Rize shrank behind her (poor, unfortunate) roommate with a shrill noise of surprise - smothered just as quick behind her hand. "Please, do something." She begged.

[devouringlys]

{in fantasia} | sora

[cordisque-blog]

The tunnel is bleak only for a moment, soon alight with color and resonant figurines that shift left and right as their gears reluctantly turn. With each of them so stiff, it’s almost a sense of foreboding - needless to say, he’s not made uneasy. Her human veil has a great deal to do with the comfort pressing circles into his chest, a weight he ignores with a gentle smile… one that expands when she angles toward him.

"No worries." She’s flushed with color and he’s perfectly blind, hands to himself aside from one arm out should she ask for help backing away. When she doesn’t, he finds no reason to lean back, comfortable with close proximities and short of an understanding for personal bubbles. "For a little - from the looks of it, we should be outta here in no time!" 

Rize, huh? "Sure thing. Wonder what their deal was…" There’s really no mistaking the employees’ adamance in seating them on this odd contraption, but he doesn’t mind so much now. "I’ve been around a few days, but nobody’s been that serious about getting me on a ride. This wouldn’t happen to be your first time getting tossed onto one, would it?”

[devouringlys]

It's a testimony to her commitment to detail that Rize manages to affect a concerned expression - brows pulled together just tight enough to crease with the edges of her lips sauntering slowly downward - even as the beast within her center grumbles louder and louder still, agitated with the ease of sustenance so near. The scent of the blood pulsing beneath his skin tickles her nose and she covers her mouth, as though abashed. 

"I hope so," she says in a low voice that sounds like a confession, face angling toward the floor of the boat.

She looks up again at his next words, shoulders quaking ever so slightly as she shakes her head. "The workers have all been rather pleasant, actually. Well, as pleasant as anyone can be while insisting that you're - ah -" she frowns, voice dropping low again, not out of the concern with she mimics but fury, "a prisoner here." She turns away as she speaks, hiding the fact that her eyes have adopted a rather unusual sheen - scleras darkening. Rize leans forward suddenly, a seemingly innocent shift in position, as something presses upon the boy's shoulder - though her arms are both clearly within view.

She smiles quietly to herself and says in a tone, suddenly saccharine, "I'm afraid we won't be finding love in here."

[tsukiyums]

"Oh right. I’ve forgotten how much of a insensitive salope you are.”

[devouringlys]

"It never ceases to fascinate that you know so many languages and are still unable to understand anything of importance."

[alaeunius-blog-blog]

"Okay. Because getting thrown into an amusement park is boring and there’s nothing to figure out as it is without the CCG. What the hell was I thinking."

[devouringlys]

"I suppose you and I will simply have to agree to finding amusement in different things."

[alaeunius-blog-blog]

"You’re just lucky your body count won’t work against the rest of us in here."

[devouringlys]

"You're right. It'd be truly unfortunate if something actually interesting were to happen here."

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[northmiamigoon-deactivated20150]

DIS SHIT GO STUPIT HARD LIKE BOY I DONT PLAY THIS ON THE SPEAKERS BUT IS BOOMIN ON MY HEADPHONES N IM READY TO LET THEM BODIES DROP

[alaeunius-blog-blog]

"Yeah, well him too. At least his mask isn’t so boring." 

[devouringlys]

"I never really saw the point in a mask, you know. Why bother when you can simply not leave witnesses?"

[nishirolo]

"It was originally mine, so I saw no problem taking it back once pests were removed. But I’ve moved on from it anyways, so I hardly see why it’s a concern anymore.”

[devouringlys]

"So you admit to being incapable of even basic pest control? But ah, I suppose you're right. Good for you for not being ashamed!"

[tsukiyums]

"Hmm it’s hard to tell beneath the stench of condemnation and betrayal."

[devouringlys]

"Oh dear. Are you upset with me, Tsukiyama? Oh!"

"It's almost as though you're mistaking me for someone who cares about your opinion! Which, if I'm not mistaken, remains a rank composed of ... oh ... absolutely no one!"

[alaeunius-blog-blog]

"Better than yapping unnecessarily… That’s for sure. Some of us like to be discreet."

[devouringlys]

"There's no point in criticizing Tsukiyama when he isn't even here."

[alaeunius-blog-blog]

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[devouringlys]

"Ah. Kirishima. Quiet as always. I almost didn't notice you there, brooding underfoot."

[nishirolo]

"Oh did you? I must say it’s more shocking to hear you’ve heard things in the first place."

[devouringlys]

"Oh how funny that you seem to be focusing on the least important aspect! Would you like to deny that you began hunting in my territory at the soonest possible opportunity? Not unlike a rat scavenging for scraps among the garbage."

[tsukiyums]

Huh….I believe I just did.

[devouringlys]

"Is that really how you feel, Tsukiyama?"

[devouringlys]

"Ah. Nishio is that you? I heard interesting rumors about things that transpired after my absence."

[devouringlys]

{in fantasia} | sora

[cordisque-blog]

It’s a common mistake - his clumsiness brightest in light of convenient placement. Dim lights and soft lanterns bait him to the ride, its name comical enough to steal his distracted gaze. He’d do well to turn on his heel and pay it no mind. Needless to say, the brunet investigates, even going as far as to part his lips in partial curiosity. This place… it’s nothing like his home. 

Frankly, he’s about to find just what else lurks beyond the worlds he’s seen (and just which monsters he’s yet to encounter), and his only way out happens to be a thin, contaminated stream with gears and electrical ropes on each side of a pale, pink swan. And he’ll learn the hard way not to struggle as he blurts out an objection to a worker that won’t take no for an answer. 

The woman he’s packed tightly in here with, luckily enough, looks harmless. So he offers a rather wide smile, tipping his head and giving way to a sheepish, quiet chuckle. "Man… Talk about persistent! Guess we’re sorta stuck, huh?" Might as well introduce himself. "Uh, I’m Sora! Sorry to drop in on you like this."

[devouringlys]

Adept as she is at schooling her expressions - the predator with perfect camouflage - hunger and the manhandling has left Rize more than a little peevish. Irritation makes her smile tight and the corners of her eyes pinched. The dim lighting hides what her restraint cannot, but a splash of pink across her face - lights sliding in slow rotation overhead - reveals a strange glint to her eyes behind reflective lenses.

Rize uses the natural rocking motion of the boat as an excuse to press herself against Sora, feeling out the size of him surreptitiously while her cheeks bloom a rosy color. "Oh! I'm sorry." Her laugh is high and nervous, but she doesn't move away. "It - It's not a problem. Do you really think we're stuck here?"

She glances around, feigning alarm, though her eyes comb the sides of the tunnel where animatronic figures sing and dance - searching for signs of life. "My name is Kamishiro Rize," she says, because she is in the mood to be a polite sort of monster, "but you can call me Rize, if you'd like." She covers her mouth to laugh again, nervous.

[servilities]

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[devouringlys]

{in fantasia} | sora

She's drawn to the ride twofold - fascination and the vague feeling of macabre kinship that crawls up her spine on spider soft legs until it comes to rest somewhere in the vicinity of her shoulder blades. "TUNNEL OF LOVE" hangs overhead, backlights flickering intermittently, and the ghost of a melody hangs upon the air - resonating from somewhere within the depths of the tunnel.

Rize only means to look, to sate her curiosity and retreat back into lurking along the periphery with her stomach's rumbling cries growing increasingly louder. But as she inches closer, her inspection makes her attention to greater detail lax. There are suddenly employees on both sides, seizing an arm each, and she stumbles gracelessly into the boat at their heavy-handed guidance.

"Don't -" the sharp intake of breath is as much a warning as a protest, but it's already too late. The boat has begun to inch forward into the dim tunnel ahead. Her stomach growls again and she turns to observe the poor soul unfortunate enough to have been made her partner for the journey. "Oh dear."