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Trouble Is On The Rise

Jul 08, 2009 17:13

[WHO] Nill [silentbutwinged]; OPEN!!!
[WHERE] Near and all around Cadenza Ostinato.
[ABOUT] Nill goes out to cause premeditated trouble.
[WARNINGS] Will be updated as needed, none for now.

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( ...And I'm the source of it. )

[devil may cry] vergil, [dogs: bullets and carnage] nill, !open, [gintama] kawakami bansai, [d.gray-man] winters sokaro

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ultravioletnite July 8 2009, 23:50:20 UTC

Vergil was on the move. The hotel could only hold his interest for so long and it was high time he went to explore his new, unwanted surroundings more. Obviously the train station wasn't coming back. And no form of his current hodgepodge of magic was going to fix that.

Still annoyed with this fact, he was eagerly hoping to find a library some time soon. He'd explored a little bit in the past few days but nothing so far had caught his attention. As he walked he noticed the unusual movements of the girl--like a marionette, he mused.

Normally nothing of this sort would catch much less hold his attention for any length of time, but there were at least two reasons it did this time: he had nothing better to do; and, more interestingly, he happened to catch her directly in the act of "scribbling" her artwork. It was the musical detail that truly caught his attention. What was this all about?

silentbutwinged July 9 2009, 21:21:11 UTC

Nill didn't show any signs of having even seen Vergil. She continued on a ways, beginning an ark around Cadenza Ostinato. Eventually she stopped and pulled out her cans again, painting a quite vulgar insult about Ostinato this time, going for vibrant colors which would easily catch anyone's eye rather than a detailed work of art.

ultravioletnite July 9 2009, 23:14:42 UTC

Which was exactly how Vergil would have preferred it anyway. Except that he knew he wasn't trying to be covert and if she were doing something that was going to get her in trouble like this...shouldn't she have been paying a little more to her surroundings? Again, he was intrigued.

But her next work lessen his interest, as he had no use for vulgar insults written in graffiti. Disappointed, his pace slowed although he wasn't quite finished stalking her just yet.

silentbutwinged July 9 2009, 23:46:33 UTC

Nill continued in her ark, navigating through the streets and winding alleys as if she was born there. Her tone was clearly sticking out of her pocket, however. Her next piece was simply "Madrigal," elegantly painted onto the wall of an older and more stately building. The script and colors almost radiated prestige and pride. A smile hovered on her face which seemed completely detached from everything else, almost as if someone had forced it on there.

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frissonic July 9 2009, 10:55:39 UTC

Bansai was wandering around at that moment, as he was wont do to - the musician (assassin) had become increasingly familiar with the City as of late, having thoroughly traversed all the main roads and the side roads of the place in his quiet, thorough way. He was, honestly, beginning to lose interest in this place of music, in spite of the fact that the songs seemed to govern anything...

...Although now, with the sight of a strange girl and her spray cans, he was starting to wonder if this was just the sort of thing he needed to keep himself occupied again.

silentbutwinged July 9 2009, 21:25:05 UTC

Nill continued on her way, starting on an ark around Cadenza Ostinato, and stopped after a few minutes in a location that would receive much traffic in the daylight. She chose elegant colors this time and painted praise for Madrigal on the wall in fancy lettering. She moved with extra care and precision, resulting in perfect script.

frissonic July 10 2009, 13:00:14 UTC

And Bansai watched the girl with an appreciative look but a critical eye, assessing not her artistic talent, but the possible reasons for behavior.

What a useless thing to do, this almost-vandalism. What drove her?

cremationdance July 10 2009, 02:29:00 UTC

It was Nill's odd gait that attracted Sokaro's attention to begin with. The General had merely been taking a stroll to stretch his legs and attempt to alleviate some of his ever-present boredom when he chanced upon her struggling down the street. It looked as though she was unused to walking, and her frame was small and delicate, that of a young girl's. Then he caught sight of her gold hair, and though he also saw the wings he thought little of it. One too many trips into the same room as Hevlaska and any miscellaneous appendages was normal enough.

"...Jamie?" The name left him unbidden, almost rasped out as his eyes went wide and he jogged up to her, a hand going to her arm. The fuck was she doing here? And out of bed? He spun her around, staring down at her, trying to see if he was mistaken. But in all the photos Suman had ever shown (read: waved in front of his eyes until he grunted out an acknowledgment), she looked... just like this girl. But of all the fucking people--

"The hell are you doing, girl?"

silentbutwinged July 10 2009, 02:31:55 UTC

Nill didn't even acknowledge his presence. It was almost as if she hadn't even registered that he was there at all. She simply carried on walking until she reached her destination and then pulled out her cans again, preparing to carry out her next idea.

cremationdance July 10 2009, 02:40:02 UTC

"...Jamie!" He stalked after her, expression a strange combination of irritation and concern. He watched her do her thing for a few moments, trying to figure out what was so pressing that she was out of bed. From everything the hospital and Suman had ever told him, she was a sick little girl who was unlikely to ever recover from what ailed her, and all the money the were paying the doctors was mostly to put off the inevitable. Even though he was a virtual stranger who had merely arranged for continued payments to the hospital she was a patient of, he could tell there was something terribly off about her.

So he let out his breath in puff, then nonchalantly broke the strap of the bag that was holding her cans, let it drop on the ground, and lifted the little lady up by the waist. ...but carefully, because he wasn't sure what exactly she was sick with except it involved a lot of big words he didn't know.

"C'mon, brat. We're going to take you back to the hotel, and then I'm going to find you the nearest hospital."

silentbutwinged July 10 2009, 02:44:38 UTC

Nill shoved away from him and fell out his grasp. Her awkward movements caused her to fall on her back however, and she lay there, dazed. Her body was giving tiny jerks, as if it was receiving a command to sit up but was unable to carry it out. She was still silent the whole time, not having uttered one sound.

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