[Thread] Little More Than Pale Illusions
Characters: AU!Yuki Judai misguidedherald, OU!Marufuji Ryo respect_kaiser
Where: Paj-Dyo
When: Backdated to late evening, during the Hope Plot, shortly after this discussion.
Summary: As one of the individuals who had not been affected by the dreams which seemed to hold a fair amount of the compound's residents within their thrall, Judai had decided to make certain that Marufuji Ryo was no longer seeing mere illusions.
Warnings: Not much -- perhaps sharp language and some amount of anger, if Judai finds out that an external source was responsible for the dreams / illusions.
To say that the entire world had chosen to go mad was something of an exaggeration -- yet such was precisely the impression that recent events gave off, to Judai's general confusion, worry and rising annoyance. In a sense, he had begun to slowly accommodate himself with the compound's habit of skirting logic and common-sense altogether, recognizing the fact that he should not expect to see events unfolding as they would have in his own world.
The boy's rather humiliating defeat at his alter's hands was a clear testimony to that, even though Judai had firmly kept his thoughts from hovering over that particular event, wounded pride and fury at his own damnable foolishness boiling and festering within his blood.
And yet, despite what painful lessons this senseless place had striven to teach him, some things could still catch Judai by surprise, throwing all certainties straight out the proverbial window. Reading through dozens of posts and noticing that half of them spoke of things that had nothing to do with reality... it was unsettling, to say the least -- perhaps outright horrendous, if his darkest suspicions held true.
After all, knowing that several individuals had simply snapped, due to the overbearing oddity of the place, was one thing. Being certain that an external force had meddled with their minds was quite another -- a possibility that Judai would not stand for.
Walking down the Paj hallway with firm, measured steps, golden eyes flicking towards the name-plates fastened to each door, Judai frowned. He did not like to think of even the strong, unbending Kaiser succumbing to the call of pale, ephemeral illusions. That such a thing had occurred stood as further proof to the unnaturalness of the entire compound, one that seemed to oddly affect the thoughts and perceptions of its residents, to the boy's growing displeasure.
Noticing the door marked as Paj-Dyo, Judai stopped and raised one gloved hand, rapping his knuckles three times upon the cracked, wooden surface, loud enough so that the residents inside would be able to hear very clearly.
Where: Paj-Dyo
When: Backdated to late evening, during the Hope Plot, shortly after this discussion.
Summary: As one of the individuals who had not been affected by the dreams which seemed to hold a fair amount of the compound's residents within their thrall, Judai had decided to make certain that Marufuji Ryo was no longer seeing mere illusions.
Warnings: Not much -- perhaps sharp language and some amount of anger, if Judai finds out that an external source was responsible for the dreams / illusions.
To say that the entire world had chosen to go mad was something of an exaggeration -- yet such was precisely the impression that recent events gave off, to Judai's general confusion, worry and rising annoyance. In a sense, he had begun to slowly accommodate himself with the compound's habit of skirting logic and common-sense altogether, recognizing the fact that he should not expect to see events unfolding as they would have in his own world.
The boy's rather humiliating defeat at his alter's hands was a clear testimony to that, even though Judai had firmly kept his thoughts from hovering over that particular event, wounded pride and fury at his own damnable foolishness boiling and festering within his blood.
And yet, despite what painful lessons this senseless place had striven to teach him, some things could still catch Judai by surprise, throwing all certainties straight out the proverbial window. Reading through dozens of posts and noticing that half of them spoke of things that had nothing to do with reality... it was unsettling, to say the least -- perhaps outright horrendous, if his darkest suspicions held true.
After all, knowing that several individuals had simply snapped, due to the overbearing oddity of the place, was one thing. Being certain that an external force had meddled with their minds was quite another -- a possibility that Judai would not stand for.
Walking down the Paj hallway with firm, measured steps, golden eyes flicking towards the name-plates fastened to each door, Judai frowned. He did not like to think of even the strong, unbending Kaiser succumbing to the call of pale, ephemeral illusions. That such a thing had occurred stood as further proof to the unnaturalness of the entire compound, one that seemed to oddly affect the thoughts and perceptions of its residents, to the boy's growing displeasure.
Noticing the door marked as Paj-Dyo, Judai stopped and raised one gloved hand, rapping his knuckles three times upon the cracked, wooden surface, loud enough so that the residents inside would be able to hear very clearly.