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[nxphylm]

He was curious about her, but his instinctive loner personality wouldn’t allow her to put herself in danger. Or in his way. “Thanks but I don’t need your help. Never been good working with other people. Besides, I don’t trust you.” he said honestly. Swinging Rebellion back over his shoulder, he kept looking at her, preparing to walk again.

[upsidedownbrokensoul]

            Well, there went that plan. She couldn't blame him though. Who would trust someone who was standing on a wall, anyway? She raised her hands up to stretch, and rotated so she was facing the sky.              "Not surprised. Every person for themselves in Limbo, I guess." She thought for a few seconds. "If you want a starting hint, check down on 8th street. I'm pretty sure you'll find either your demon, or a high level challenge down that way." She walked up the wall, stepped over and stood on the roof of the two story building. "See ya, demon hunter." She gave a two finger wave, then stepped outta sight.

[nxphylm]

Dante watched her scale down the wall with a bit of interest, certainly not enough to make him change his demeanor. With the mention of a book he had seen at the orphanage when he was young, he said “No. Dante like me.” He pointed to himself again, taking a step toward her when she stepped back up the wall. “And not exactly a human. But yeah, I’m hunting a demon.” The same one that had dragged him in here and then disappeared. Demon scum. He looked at her, checking again to make sure she wasn’t a demon herself.

[upsidedownbrokensoul]

             Ah boy, now that she guessed correctly, things went from interesting to cautious. Demon hunters weren't uncommon, and most of them were ready to shoot at anything that so much as didn't look or act human. She didn't want to give any sign that she was concerned though. She folded her arms in thought. A not exactly human demon hunter. Just one thing after another, wasn't it?              "Well, I wasn't doing anything for the rest of the day. How's about I help you find this demon?" 

[upsidedownbrokensoul]

             Mel stared rather blankly at the man. He certainly looked…normal. But at the same time he wasn’t. She couldn’t place her finger on it and found herself intrigued to stay. She tilted her head to the side in thought. 

             ”I ask myself the same thing on a weekly basis.” She replied with a wry grin.  ”As far as I’m aware most people can’t do this can they? For the most part, I’m human and my name’s Mel. How about you? People don’t usually look so calm when they’re in Limbo.” 

[nxphylm]

“Human. Dante.” he answered her questions, lying easily. Slinging Rebellion over his shoulder, he shrugged in response to her final comment. “Maybe people ought to relax more then.” he said, pulling out his pack of cigarettes. The box was half crushed, and a small frown of disappointment flashed across his face when he pulled out the bent tobacco tube.

[upsidedownbrokensoul]

           He was so casual. Too casual. Limbo was nothing new to this man and now she was even more interested. She stood, albeit upside down, and stepped off the fire escape. There was no other horizontal level to walk on, so she stepped onto the wall. Now she was standing parallel to the ground. She closed the distance between them with several paces and regarded his appearance.            "Dante..." She repeated. "Like..Dante's inferno." She muttered, matching the familiarity in her head.            "Easy to remember. Okay, so tell me somethin', why are you -a human-" She stressed the word, "walking around acting like you're just out for an evening walk?" She looked down to the sword in his hand. A thought dawned on her. "Ah! Are you a demon hunter?" She took one step away, which was up, "I haven't seen or heard any demons in this vicinity, if that's what you're looking for. But there might be a masked guy down on fifth and Eliot." 

[upsidedownbrokensoul]

           Mel remained where she was, sitting cross legged on the underside of the fire escape. She wasn’t hidden by anything aside from the steel poles that connected to the last level of the metal frame. She could have slipped away unnoticed, but how often did one come across another human -well he looked human at least- in Limbo? Finally, she had to say something. 

           ”Ya know, no one ever thinks to look up." She enunciated the last words as more of a suggestion than a statement. "Seriously, in most horror movies that’s where the thing is always hiding, right?"             

[nxphylm]

He spun around, head snapping up to look at her with curiosity on his face. “The hell are you?” he asked, keeping his arms outstretched. Rebellion hung lazily in his hand, and his stance was relaxed. It had pissed him off a bit that he hadn’t checked the ceiling, and her comment about it made him chastise himself.

[upsidedownbrokensoul]

             Mel stared rather blankly at the man. He certainly looked...normal. But at the same time he wasn't. She couldn't place her finger on it and found herself intrigued to stay. She tilted her head to the side in thought.               "I ask myself the same thing on a weekly basis." She replied with a wry grin.  "As far as I'm aware most people can't do this can they? For the most part, I'm human and my name's Mel. How about you? People don't usually look so calm when they're in Limbo." 

[nxphylm]

Dante felt someone nearby. Not a demon. The hell was going on? The only human he had seen ever even aware Limbo existed was Kat, and this wasn’t her. He drew Rebellion, backing up to a wall. “Who’s there?” he called out around the corner. When he heard no answer, he smirked to himself, figuring whoever it was was probably another medium. Stepping out from the corner, he put his arms out to the side in a shrug. “Come out, come out!” he called, listening for any sort of response.

[upsidedownbrokensoul]

           Mel remained where she was, sitting cross legged on the underside of the fire escape. She wasn't hidden by anything aside from the steel poles that connected to the last level of the metal frame. She could have slipped away unnoticed, but how often did one come across another human -well he looked human at least- in Limbo? Finally, she had to say something.             "Ya know, no one ever thinks to look up." She enunciated the last words as more of a suggestion than a statement. "Seriously, in most horror movies that's where the thing is always hiding, right?"             

[upsidedownbrokensoul]

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          What the heck? And I just found this spot too....           Mel sat on the bottom of the fire escape staircase hanging outside one of the buildings. It had been nice and quiet, no demons in sight for the past couple hours. She had been proud in finding a quiet spot to sit down and chill, maybe even nap. But no, the relaxation was disturbed when a presence approached. She was unsettled, which only ever happened around higher level demons.            "If it's that masked thing again..."           But it wasn't. It was a person. A rifter? No, from what she could see from her upside-down perch, there was no sense of confusion or stress about being in Limbo. That was reeking of dangerous. She liked her camp spot but not enough to earn unwanted attention from someone of that caliber.            Yet, it was also interesting. She pulled her bag closer, looping the strap around her arm. She would watch, quietly, but if the need arose to run she'd be ready.

[devilmayassassinate71]

Bastion’s arms went limb with annoyance, he checked behind him again looking for his shadow but as expected there was nothing. He glance at the woman as she explained how to get out of this loony tune knock off of a place. “Is the fact I hunt them reason enough??” He questioned her as he couldn’t help but look at her now upright feet, she had a shadow so why doesn’t Bastion??

Bastion could only shake his head trying to think of any level fours he had come across in this past month, as he thought about it, business had been rather slow this month, the only calls he would get were for a few big headed witches and a poltergeist here and there. No demon’s though. His thinking had distracted him from the matter at hand, he needed to find this demon and kill it. “Cheers mate.” Bastion said as he ran for the only exit from the room, just a few feet from it the ground broke under his feet and the exit shot into the distance.

[upsidedownbrokensoul]

He was handling things pretty well. With Limbo sometimes opening rifts on unsuspecting people, the ones she'd seen in the past would just dissolve into tears once they saw the horrors of this realm. Mel was numb to it, she had to be. 

But this was the first person who reacted this way, and it was interesting. If he was headed to fight whoever pulled him in, she wanted to at least watch. She was surprised when the exit moved and tilted her head. 

"Oookay, that doesn't usually happen. Does it..?"

[upsidedownbrokensoul]

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[devilmayassassinate71]

Bastion was even more confused now, he doesn’t remember falling through any rift, the last thing he remembered was leaning back in his chair and dozing of from the looks of it. He looked around after the strange upside down women mentioned that he was in a plain between his world and the afterlife. “So… Mel.” He said with slight hesitation in his voice. “How the hell do i get out of here.” Bastion began to regain his bearings in this weird world but still kept him self on edge, the woman could be fucking with him and be a demon in human form for all he knew.

[upsidedownbrokensoul]

Mel finally stood, fixing her jacket which remained untouched by the gravity that was holding the man down. The position of the ceiling and where he was standing allowed her to walk until she was almost eye to eye with him. She began pacing forward at a leisurely pace. As if there was nothing out of the ordinary.

 "Well, there's an easy answer." She raised a hand as if she were a school teacher. "Getting pulled into Limbo usually means that a demon is looking for you.  Kill the demon, you get out of Limbo. But..." She spun around on her heel to stare at him blankly. "You have to find the demon first. I haven't seen any around here besides low level ones. Anything that pulls you into Limbo has to be about four or higher. Did you piss off a demon somewhere?" 

[upsidedownbrokensoul]

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[devilmayassassinate71]

Bastion looked around the room a little confused that his surroundings had been changed, he couldn’t even remember how he got to this place, he was going out to a nearby shop to pick up cigarets when he blacked out. He heard a voice from above him or was it below him. “Who the hell are you?? And what the hell is limbo??” He proclaimed in a slightly angry tone. As he looked up at the stranger he felt like something was missing, he shifted his head slightly to look behind him, his eyes widened as his shadow was no were to be seen and he quickly glanced to the stranger once more. “How did you bring me here!!”

[upsidedownbrokensoul]

"Oh, a newbie. Sad how common that's become." The girl muttered, continuing to remain in her position on the ceiling. She picked at something on her glove before finally replying. 

"Let's see. My name is Mel. Limbo is the plane of existence between the living world and the dead. And I didn't bring you here. You fell in a rift. Did I answer everything?" 

[upsidedownbrokensoul]

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devilmayassassinate71

This part of the street had been mostly deserted, until a few seconds ago. From her perch in the upper corner of the fire escape, she looked down to what should have been the 'ground' only from her perspective, it was currently the 'ceiling'.

"What brings you to Limbo? It's not exactly a tourist destination..."

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[beautyinthebellejar]

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[upsidedownbrokensoul]

...I really should do something with this blog after making it at 2 in the morning..

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[naivne-archive-deactivated20160]

     i used to dream, 

     but then,

     one by one,

     slowly,  

     they began to turn into 

     nightmares, 

     so I stopped.