[The feed switches on, showing a corridor in Casualty Communal and a young man with dark skin and silvery-white hair. As if to top his foreign looks off he sports
three additional small eyes that are set in form of a downward triangle on his forehead and has a set of dark, forward-curved horns and long, furry ears.]
Hi everybody~ Or should I say ‚howdy‘?
My name is Aion, I’m more or less from that funny place that some of you might know ‘America’ and, let’s be upfront about it since I won’t be able to hide it anyway, I’m a demon and a Sinner. …the latter means that pretty much all other demons want to see me dead because I broke the rules of Pandemonium. [Aion chuckles, sounding somewhat awkward but not at all guilty about it.] The last I remember it was the year 1870 and apparently I am now what is considered to be a weapon here, which means that I’ll have to find a meister in order to experience some good things, or so I’ve been told~. So- [From off screen there's a loud gasp.]
A-Aion? [Whoosh! A blur of cat ears and labcoat suddenly rushes onto the screen with a squeal and tackles Aion.] You'rehere!IheardtherewasaSinnerherebutIwasn'treallysureandIthoughtImightbealonebutyou'rereallyreallyhere!
I-Shader? [ The camera tilts to the side as Aion finds himself the sudden victim of a demonic-mad professor mckittycat-hug that leaves little space for breathing lest waving around a handheld communicator and looking good while doing it. The formerly oh so suave tone of Aion’s voice turns into one of blank surprise mixed with confusion that quickly changes into one of relieved happiness.] Shader, it’s you! You don’t know relieved I am to see you here! They mentioned there being other demons, but- Did you just come out of that room?
Eh? [She glances behind her and points to the door.] Yeah, room E? That's mine! [pause] Wait, is that room yours?
[Aion sweatdrops, feeling torn between giving her a friendly ‘welcome home ‘ ruffle of her head and lightly whacking it for blurting their rooming place out to the whole network.] Yeah. I was just about to make my presence known and start looking for you guys as well ask a bit more about how this place is run, but I guess we can forget about that for now. [Still caught in her hug, he pokes her with the communicator, causing the camera to move wildly in the process.] It’s still running, sister…
O-oh! Oops. [Shader reaches out toward the device and apparently shuts it off, because the feed ends.]
((ooc: Guess who just found out that they live three rooms across the corridor? xD Purple is Aion talking and lime is Shader! Any tags will be replied to from the same living room with a little delay since greeting your sibling > playing with human technology. Both will be replying (beware of them threadhopping/-jacking each other for it will happen! o/). ))