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Post by Sanbu on Jan 29, 2020 18:59:38 GMT -6
Rickety Ride
Sanbu's PL: 100'000
It was jerky but predictable, dissonant and yet structured all the while. The noise which Sanbu heard was getting rhythmic to him and he enjoyed it. Normally, transportation through means other than his own person were deemed unfavorable. Oddly enough however, he had a change of heart for this occasion. Rarely did he so ever travel by train and typically it was never for such an extended period of time. There was no specific destination in mind nor an expectation for what he should find upon this journey of his. To see as much as the land offered was his aim here, whatever that really meant. Perhaps to literally see was not the most accurate term. He was not actually inspecting the very ground he was travelling across really. Something else was afoot here and it was clear to him. The train was one of standard affair, it was not all that remarkable admittedly. It got the job done and that was what counted, he had a tender heart for humble means. Notably, this was not the best way to be frugal with his methods but he still enjoyed it. He could have flown laps around the earth at this point but there seemed to be a certain charm to the manner in which he commuted. To take things slowly and gracefully was his goal, it did him no good to rush things which needed no urgency. Wherever this train led. it was certain that nothing was waiting for him nor was he waiting for anything. Journeying was well more important than whatever lain to be found in whatever future he would be a part of.
"There has got to be at least a hundred or so cars on this train. After suffice enough exploration it seems I still haven't seen nearly half of them yet, let alone have I talked with most of these people. Strange, of all the cars for me to be in and this one's empty. Is there something wrong with this car?" Sanbu looked around as he got a sense of his surroundings, eyeing with great intrigue at what stood before him. A drab setting, dark and damp, made of a complex mixture of both wood and metal. There were bunks on either side of the car and the Majin happened to be in one. Staring at the very ceiling that gazed back at him terribly as he let the sound of locomotion and rainfall drown out further thought and confusion. There was a time and place for such matters.
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Post by Athel on Jan 30, 2020 7:58:11 GMT -6
PL: 50,001 Transformation: None
A figure in a dark cloak floated on by at a rather sluggish pace, to the point where they might as well have been walking like the common folk. The wandering brought them to the desert, hopefully managing to lead Athel straight to somebody or something that might’ve been able to entertain them for at least a little while. Thankfully, the Demon hadn’t needed to hope for too long! With the sudden arrival of the sound of some sort of vehicle filling the air, the Demon halted in their tracks, a low hum leaving them as they thought. A hand reached up, to pull their hood back just a tad so they could get a better view. And once the source of the noise was located, Athel jetted straight for it, a slight grin on their face.
A raised brow was given as the train came into view. They apparently had something like one of these in the Demon Realm, but for whatever reason the denizens of said realm generally avoided it- Athel included, of course. This one seemed rather harmless, though. And so, without a second thought, the young Demon landed atop one of the carts, an audible thunk noting their arrival to whoever might’ve been inside. There wasn’t any particular reason that they’d be trying to remain hidden or anything, thankfully. Slowly, the youth creeped towards the very center of the cart, that same slightly creepy grin stuck on their face. The Demon lowered themselves just a tad and took in a deep breath. They brought both hands down as quickly as possible, digging their fingers into the train cart’s roof. With one quick motion, Athel went ahead and ripped open a nice little hole that allowed them to slip right into the cart.
“Greetings, Residents of Earth!” The cloaked figure said with their usual grin, reaching up to lower their hood so they could get a good look around, revealing their hair, eyes and the like that were usually well concealed. While most of the passengers that were resting within might’ve been shocked, the Demon paid them no mind. Before continuing, both arms were risen up in the air, Athel waving them around as they spoke. “I, Athel Calarook, have arrived and would really like to know where this train happens to be heading, among other things!- Would anyone be willing to answer a few questions!? No need to be shy, the chances of me biting are rather slim!- Perhaps you could help me!” A gloved finger was pointed straight at a red Majin, Sanbu, who seemed to be relaxing within the train cart. The pointing stuck for a moment before Athel began pointing all over the place at anyone else that might've been aboard, two words being delivered with each person she pointed at. "Or you! Or you! Or you!" |
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Post by Azarath on Jan 30, 2020 12:59:00 GMT -6
PL: 56,000
The day had begun pretty swell for Azarath! She had found her way onto this car thingy somehow while playing with a few of the small not-yummies. She had been confused at first and thought about just blowing out a hole in the car taking her along until the most delicious of smells reached her nose! It was meaty and spicy and a bunch of other words she couldn't exactly put to frame but where knew what they were! Practically floating along the Majin was lead into a dining cart and could see a dozen or so people chowing on different types of food and drinks. She restrained herself now though lest she lose it and just start eating everything again and she hadn't been told she could! With a shaky walk the Majin took to the bar and sat down while staring holes into the bartender. A young woman who seemed more than a bit nervous with the inhuman gaze directly on her head. After a Azarath screeched, "Want yummies!" and that seemed to be that. Nearly an hour later she was still chewing through meats and chomping on big glasses of strange colored liquids which made her feel a bit funny but was burned through so quickly it hardly had any real effect. Eventually though the pink majin was bored enough to take her plate of chicken and leave. Battering through a door and leaving it mostly intact and then through another into an empty car! Wait no not empty! There was a red Majin there too! This was the second time in days she had encountered another majin. What luck! The older majin usually had snacks for her. As Azarath stared at the unknown Majin with watery eyes and expectant of candy of some kind there was a horrendous noise. The kind that caused shivers to run down her spine and bit her tongue. Metal sheering was always the worst screech and it ruined her meals so many times! With a grump glare Azarath peered up at the person sticking their head through the roof of the car and spat a bone from her chicken at the girl's face, "Dummy! Train go everywhere." she exclaimed and wasn't entirely wrong even if she hardly knew where they were headed earlier. After she said that though her head turned back to the other Majin and held out a hand, "Candy?" she asked rather innocently. |
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Post by Sanbu on Jan 31, 2020 1:49:19 GMT -6
Sanbu's PL: 100'000
No moment ever led itself to predictability or reasonable assumption, or so it seemed to the Majin. The world was strange, constantly changing and without semblance of true rhythm. Some things might have remained the same momentarily but inevitably all things became subject to time soon enough. He aged slower than the average human but still, he felt the effects of mortality take its toll on him. Every passing year made him reflect even more, each step he took was taken with more consideration. As much as he might toss and turn in his dreams about his life he knew the truth. In the end it would amount to nothing, but somehow he found tranquility in that statement. The man had only the present to look forward to and so he tried to remain in such a place, hard as it was. His mind knew only the future, his heart merely the past. To find that place in-between where he could achieve true peace was a difficult task to accomplish but he would try regardless. He had been on this train for quite a while but in reality his mind lingered rather far away from it. Now, of all times did a most unforeseen event occur. In rapid fashion would people come to grace what was mostly an empty car. Both of their power-levels were notable and equally were their appearances. They did not bear the likeness of those one might call ordinary.
Sanbu's eyes became ever suspicious as he looked at the two people enter in their own unique fashion. It was hard to say what he was seeing, it was confusing if not just surprising all the same. This arrangement was anything but ordinary and he could not help but enjoy it for that very fact. It was ample change and granted the way he felt it was welcome now if ever. He at last gave proper attention to the individuals nearby, focusing firstly on the woman who had made such a chaotic entrance. He did not mind noise so long as it maintained a particular kind of order and restraint. To his great dismay this cacophonic entrance did not leave any room for harmony, leaving him with a disturbed demeanor.
The Majin hesitantly waved at the demon, offering not a smile but a weak grin. "Residents of Earth? Uh.. hello then Athel, resident of lands afar. My name is Sanbu..." The Majin sighed, holding back a grimace. It was hard not to make a face when a finger was being shoved in his face so forcefully. "To tell you the truth, I know not where this train is headed for or if it intends to stop anytime soon. I never gave this transport much thought when I arrived on it, it didn't dawn on me really. Of all the questions I could have asked it did not feel like the most relevant at the time. I came for the ride not the destination, I don't like thinking otherwise about most things. It ruins the fun of what living ought to be."
To the man's surprise a Majin would talk to his person and ask for something he could have seen a mile away. Of all the questions they could have posed him it seemed like one of the most obvious he actually became dumbfounded. He did not eat often but the hunger of a Majin was something he understood quite well given that he was one. From what he gathered, it seemed like he was dealing with a person driven more by an innate desire to eat than actual dialogue. Their minimalist approach to conversation and social interaction told him this much, even with those thoughts they were still assumptions however. He glanced at Azarath for a short while before nodding.
A violet beam of ki shot from one of his index fingers to a random plank of wood propped up nearby his bunk. Before she knew it the plate would transform into a candied mass, made of a material actually edible to the average humanoid. If they focused on the specific taste and texture of the plate they might notice that it was now a giant bag of candy. The likes of which were Japanese, crafted by hand or well.. magic in this instance. It was sweet by Sanbu's standards but he took it that the Majin would not mind given how open they were in their request. He grew curious, unsure about how the woman would take his display of wizardry. He hadn't even said a word to her yet and here he was performing a service so swiftly and without charge. Nervously, Sanbu scratched at the back of his head, staring at his feet as he tried to manage a few words to Azarath.
"Excuse me but you haven't even told me your name. My name is Sanbu, what's yours?"
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Post by Athel on Jan 31, 2020 4:35:04 GMT -6
PL: 50,001
The waving of their arms and pointing eventually subsided. Whether this was because the youth had grown a tad bit tired from the movements or because they had gotten a few of the people to start talking was unknown. Either way, the Demon nods their head a couple of times as they began talking- And a chicken bone was spat straight at their face. Since the youngling was really not expecting that, it made contact which prompted the Demon to frown and bring a sleeved arm to wipe away anything else that might've traveled along with the bone. Athel glared at the pink one for a few moments before their smile formed once again and the glaring subsided.
"I suppose I shouldn't have expected much from an Earthling, but did your parents fail to teach you any manners, Pink One?" Athel said, staring at Azarath without blinking even once. "While I'm sure they were nice people, perhaps I need to sit down and have a word with them.- Then again, if they're going to spit things in my face, perhaps it'd be best to stay away from them." Their eyes slowly began to travel in Sanbu's direction, happy that he didn't decide to spit anything at them either. "Though, it is nice to see that you aren't all that way. I'm not quite sure I'd be able to handle being greeted like that every time I came across somebody new."
The Demon's hands rested at their sides for the time being, a light, thoughtful hum leaving them as they listened to the red Majin speak. "Sanbu.. I see! But I'm not quite sure that boarding a train without knowing where it's headed is the smartest decision. Couldn't that potentially be dangerous? Or do you not care where you're taken?" Athel questioned, head tilting to the side a tad as they began to preform some sort of technique on a wooden plank. "Truth be told, wandering around tends to be enjoyable, so I can't exactly blame you too much. There's always something new to be learned when you set out without a destination in mind, even if it's something small!"
A brow was arched at the mass of candy that was formed, Athel quickly hovering on over towards it. The youth eyed the bag for quite a while, floating around to get a good look at it from all angles. "Making candy out of wood?" They asked, half tempted to reach in and grab some for themselves- But since Azarath was the one that asked for it, the Demon figured it'd at least be polite to ask them first, even if they did spit in their face. Pitch black eyes settle on the pink Majin once again. "If it's not too much trouble, would it be fine if I had a piece or two? While we have candy where I come from, it.. isn't exactly great, from what I've heard."
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Post by Azarath on Jan 31, 2020 16:42:33 GMT -6
PL: 56,000
It seemed like the other Majin didn't know where the train was going either! Jeez! Had none of them ever been on a train before? Azarath certainly hadn't but she was confident in her guess. Though it didn't seem like 'Sanbu' really minded not knowing all that much. Azarath made a sound of agreement as she swallowed the last of her food. It was sometimes best to not know what kind of surprise you would get! Then the yummies would be even better. Still Azarath had an itch in the back of her head that maybe being on a train wouldn't be so good if it took her away from South City and all the yummies there but that couldn't be possible! The train would obviously just loop back around to South City and there would be no worries, and no tantrum. With her resolve hardened the words of the other girl picked at her ears and Azarath turned her head to 'Athel'. People sure were concerned with her parents lately! This was the second time she had been asked in so many days! Jeez! They would just go talk to them if they were so curious! Not that she remembered how to actually get back to her home but it was probably fine. She'd just eat her way there one day. Oh yes. She'd turn the whole world into candy, "Heh~ huh? Ah! Nn too many words." The young Majin complained to the two, "Where danger? Only yummies." she was thoroughly confused by all of their talk but luckily Sanbu was quick to the rescue with a plate of goodies. They were all so strange looking! Not like anything she had eaten in South City before but then when she entered a candy store she would usually go into an eating tantrum long before she hit beyond the first aisle so who even knew if she had? With a bit of hesitation she picked up the candy and dropped it into her maw. Chewing a bit too loudly while savoring the sweet confection. Oh! As good as usual! Magic was such a handy thing to make yummies with! If only she knew how she could eat anything she wanted when she wanted to! She inhaled a few more pieces before the Demon spoke up. Another spattering of words to ask for her candy. The instinctual reaction was to simply pull the candy away and blast the girl with a big old hit but she had asked rather nicely. It was a moral dilemma to either keep all the yummies to herself or share but Azarath had manners screamed into her ears a few too many times to just deny someone else when asking so nicely. Even if they were a bit of a dummy who didn't know where trains went and had never had good candy, which might as well been a sin in the eyes of this Majin. Eating candy for once would help them not be a dummy maybe? That made sense. Azarath was often a dummy when she was terribly hungry as well, "K~!" she said while tipping the plate in Athel's direction. "Am Azarath! Of...er the s-south sea?" she scratched her head trying to remember exactly what she had been told to say when she introduced herself but it was so rare and seemed like too much to say. |
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Post by Sanbu on Feb 2, 2020 3:15:05 GMT -6
Sanbu's PL: 100'000
The predictable never ceased to be unappealing. Life went on and the days faded away into the next without true change and the Majin could only deal with it for so long. To get a chance at breaking up what was basically habitual at this point was something he hoped to accomplish. The constant repetition of certain aspects of his life became more than he could bear and it became more than evident. He was tired and unnerved, not quite alike his usual self. The Majin chuckled to himself, laughing in hushed tones despite how hard it was to keep himself quiet. He glanced at Athel, shrugging his shoulders as he smiled at her. "You aren't all that way? Well, that's one way to phrase a sentence is it not? Fair enough, introductions are everything after all. We may never know when we'll get to say goodbye but hellos are for everyone. I fear they may be all that we have in traditional conversation, things are just too fast-paced nowadays." Sanbu twiddled his fingers while he sat on his bunk. His eyes wandered about in random fashion, they were not concentrated on anything in particular. He looked around in the car before placing his attention yet again on the two people nearby. Staring at them with a conflicted expression. His countenance was mostly cheery but his eyes remained fairly placid. Listening as he came to think up what to say next granted all that he was hearing at the moment. "I have lived my life with too much regularity and have left little to chance. If only for a brief moment I would like to know what it means to leave something up to a gamble. ...I like a little change every once and a while. Danger is the stuff of life I believe, it gives one a thrill I reckon. Risk, fear, violence, things of that sort help to make life feel more, real in my eyes. I still care but not for the same things or reasons, I believe we pervert the true focus of living with all these distractions. Some fun ought to be had more often." After his bit of dialogue the Majin returned to his devices. Eyeing the two of them before simply nodding at Athel. The Majin did not believe in simply replying to everything said when at times an ordinary gesture gave suffice enough a message. "Candy out of wood, that's right. It's sorcery that I picked up decades ago actually. With the right amount of energy, I can change most objects into something different. Or something very much the same." Sanbu peered at the warped roof of the room he was in. There was a large gash along its surface, metal flayed about in random fashion. It was worse for wear but he sought to repair such damages given the ki he had at his disposal. Once again the man pointed his index finger, this time at the hole in the roof. Brilliant rose ki covered the length of the roof before disappearing in but a few seconds, hidden beneath the guise of an impressive flash. Before he knew it the damage was undone and the car returned to its former glory, unimpressive as it might have been. Rusted and weathered in numerous places. This was merely undoing the damage done to it recently, patchwork at its finest. The man grinned at Azarath, pleased by what he had come to hear from her. This was actual discourse, something he could latch unto for further discussion. "Nice to meet you then Azarath of the south sea. It's been a while since I've seen another Majin, refreshing to see a familiar face after so long."
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Post by Athel on Feb 2, 2020 7:22:36 GMT -6
PL: 50,001
Even though they'd just recently arrived here on Earth, Athel was already getting a feel for how the general population was. Then again, outside of humans, these were the first two non-human Earthlings the Demon had came across since they'd arrived. As they lingered around the big blue ball, there was sure to be other species that'd make themselves known to the youth. Athel continued to grin as their eyes wandered about for a moment or two, landing on Sanbu as they spoke up once again.
"Things going about quickly isn't all too bad- After all, when things can get wrapped up quickly, you're free to go back to doing whatever you normally do. I assume for you, that'd just be hanging around and going wherever the wind ends up taking you." Athel replied, nodding slightly at their own words. "I supooooose leaving things up to chance every once in a while wouldn't necessarily a bad thing, if that's truly what you want. Having fun is nice and all, but ending up in the thick of something dangerous is a fantastic way to end your life early. I can't, nor would I stop you from seeking the thrill you seek, though. Primarily because watching people in life or death situations can be pretty entertaining, depending on how things end up playing out, yes." A slight chuckle finished the Demon's sentence.
The Demon watched as Sanbu demonstrated the magic trick once again, a low hum leaving them for a moment or two. Slowly but surely the hole that Athel had once tore in the roof of the cart was mended. All of their hard work, gone just like that! Oh well, something else was bound to break when it was time for them to depart. A slight nod was given to the Majin as they spoke once again. "Magic sure is neat, isn't it? Allows practitioners to do all sorts of different things. I for one tend to use it for purposes other than fixing holes and creating candy, but to each their own I suppose. Either way, that's a neat little trick, Sanbu! Is the entirety of your species capable of using magic, or are you one of the few who use it?"
Eyes slowly shifted to Azarath, patiently waiting to see if she'd give up any of the candy as requested. Surely one piece wouldn't hurt any, so the Demon hadn't thought much of the question. Eventually, it seemed as though the Majin had come to a decision- One that Athel wasn't entirely expecting. Primarily going off of what had happened earlier, the youngling figured that the pink one would simply pull the candy away and avoid sharing. Maybe Azarath did indeed get taught a handful of manners by their parents after all. A hand reached out to take hold of a single piece of the candy, bouncing it up and down in their hand for a moment or two. Afterwards, a slight bow of the head was given to the keeper of the candy. "Thank you, Azarath! For now at least, I will refrain from paying your parents a visit. You're not a huge fan of talking, are you? Or are you just too focused on your candy?"
Once they were tired of bouncing the candy around, it was tossed right into their mouth where it rested for a few moments. Athel grimaced slightly. Eyes darted around quickly before they just turned their head around and spat it out somewhere opposite to where they'd all been hanging around. A low groan left the Demon not long after. ".. too sweet. Now I know why I was told to stay away from this stuff." Tongue rubbing ensued in an attempt to rub the sweetness out of their mouth. A slight grumbling left them after the sweetness that infected their mouth had faded a bit. |
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