Halloween party - part four!
As the passengers either accept the deal or suffer through the agony, the heron has finally wriggled her way past the table barrier. She stalks toward the writhing mass of red and spreads her wings, crowing loudly. The mass lashes against the deck, scoring marks across the wood and lifting planks, but it desperately wrenches away when she flaps her wings. She rears her head and flaps again and the mass lets out an ear-piercing scream, thrashing violently. Light fixtures shatter in an arc away from the heron and the floor planks peel up, paint scraping from the walls. The passengers are hit with powerful gusts of air that calms the anger and hatred bubbling inside them as she beats her wings, and in a burst of light she transforms.
In the heron's place stands a beautiful, elegant woman with piercing eyes. Her skin is tinted red from the glowing figure, blue suit appearing almost black in the light, dark hair cascading down her back in delicate waves. The mass of red screams again at the sight of her, hovering and twisting in a swirling form in front of her. It does not attack, and the two face each other in a silent, tense showdown for almost a minute, until a loud, slow clapping echoes from the back of the room.
Eiren strides towards the battle zone, his applause slow and mocking and expression casual, almost amused. He smirks and tilts his head toward the woman, who barely reacts. "Nice. Well done. You almost got away with it there."
The crew exchange glances and shirk away from Eiren, putting either the passengers or furniture between themselves and the man, some muttering his name under their breath. The passengers find themselves weak, from either the influence of the red mass or the blue liquid -- depending on whether or not they took the deal -- or blood loss from the vicious cardinals. They are vulnerable, and Eiren seems to know it as he sidesteps the blue puddles, ignoring the artificial rain pouring from the ceiling.
"You know, I almost didn't believe it myself." He scratches the side of his nose with his thumb and strolls right up beside the red mass, seemingly unaffected. "But it's true. It's fucking true. You thought you'd get away with it, didn't you? How long did you think you'd get away with playing both sides for fucking fools?"
[[ooc: After the conclusion of the Heron and Eiren thread, another thread will begin for those who wish to show their appreciation to Eiren. Each encounter will be treated separately, unless several characters at once would like to gang up on him!
Please note: ALL EXITS ARE LOCKED. Passengers cannot phase out / teleport / blast their way out.]]
In the heron's place stands a beautiful, elegant woman with piercing eyes. Her skin is tinted red from the glowing figure, blue suit appearing almost black in the light, dark hair cascading down her back in delicate waves. The mass of red screams again at the sight of her, hovering and twisting in a swirling form in front of her. It does not attack, and the two face each other in a silent, tense showdown for almost a minute, until a loud, slow clapping echoes from the back of the room.
Eiren strides towards the battle zone, his applause slow and mocking and expression casual, almost amused. He smirks and tilts his head toward the woman, who barely reacts. "Nice. Well done. You almost got away with it there."
The crew exchange glances and shirk away from Eiren, putting either the passengers or furniture between themselves and the man, some muttering his name under their breath. The passengers find themselves weak, from either the influence of the red mass or the blue liquid -- depending on whether or not they took the deal -- or blood loss from the vicious cardinals. They are vulnerable, and Eiren seems to know it as he sidesteps the blue puddles, ignoring the artificial rain pouring from the ceiling.
"You know, I almost didn't believe it myself." He scratches the side of his nose with his thumb and strolls right up beside the red mass, seemingly unaffected. "But it's true. It's fucking true. You thought you'd get away with it, didn't you? How long did you think you'd get away with playing both sides for fucking fools?"
[[ooc: After the conclusion of the Heron and Eiren thread, another thread will begin for those who wish to show their appreciation to Eiren. Each encounter will be treated separately, unless several characters at once would like to gang up on him!
Please note: ALL EXITS ARE LOCKED. Passengers cannot phase out / teleport / blast their way out.]]