A new arrival [Completed]

[notquitedracula]

Character(s): Soma, Lucifer, anyone else who cares to jump in.
Content: Soma's arrival through the Niflheim gate, meeting the Original Lord of Darkness, various & nefarious other happenings
Setting: Niflheim gate
Time: Week 2, early morning
Warnings: Potential mild swearing, probably about it.

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[onmyouji_subaru]

Subaru has a tendency to wander, both in thought and also physically. He is not exactly sure where he is or how he ended up where he is. It was never a problem back home, he could always get to where he wanted once he notices that he is not where he should be. But here, he is truly lost. Letting out a soft snort, he snubs his latest cigarette but does not take another one. It is still early morning and he smoked five already.

Just when he is about to turn and wander away again, however, he turns sharply around as he notices an extremely strong presence in the vicinity. His gaze falls upon two men, both standing out distinctly from the crowd due to their coloring. Subaru knows that both are extremely strong, but he is curious anyway, even though distinctly scared one of them might decide to kill him. He does not want to die yet. Not here, not yet, not by him.

Walking closer to the two people, Subaru keeps his hand in his pocket, in case he needs his Ofudas. In the back of his mind, he can hear Seishiro's warm voice speaking to him, you don't have to do this. Overhearing snippets of the conversation, Subaru cannot help but be interested in a particular word one of the men said, "Sheep?" He still likes animals, they comfort him, more than smoking does, actually.

[notquitedracula]

Soma gave him a look that said quite plainly 'Huh?' and eyed the cigarette. "Paixao..." he repeated, shaking his head. "Definitely never heard of it. What do people call you, anyway?"

The scorpion-looking glowy thing was edging closer; Soma kept watch on it out of the corner of his eye, mentally judging the distance before it would be in range of jabbing him with that dagger it called a sting.

And then, a third person wandered over. He had that timid look about him, as of someone who is curious but also afraid. And considering what he was approaching, he had every right to be so...