[Introduction] I won't believe in heaven or hell/No saints, no sinners/No Devil as well...

[lollypop_lolita]

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[alcuin_delaunay]

Alcuin is just returning from Mushroom Cottage and a visit to his foster sister, Phedre, with a mostly-empty basket of goodies. He sees the newcomer, not dressed for the cold and looking lost, and wonders if the mansion has just gotten a new resident. "Hello," he greets her, friendly as ever. "I'm Alcuin."

[lollypop_lolita]

Meanwhile Stocking is focused on getting to where she's going. She looks at Alucin, and being straight to the point.

"Hey pretty boy, do you know the way to Oten City? I also had a traveling companion too, he was a grey blob with crazy looking eyes. Have you seen him?"

[alcuin_delaunay]

"No, I'm sorry, Oten City isn't anywhere near here, and there probably isn't any way to get to Oten City from here. This is the Mansion"--he points--"and environs. I'm afraid you're most likely stuck here."

[lollypop_lolita]

She stands there for a good while, blank faced.

"You're lying to me."

She's saying this at first to keep herself from threatening Alcuin with a sword.

[silvereyedphage]

If she finds her way inside and into the main room, she may find a pale gent in a white suit, leafing through a medical journal from a few months back.

And if she looks more closely, she might notice something more than merely human about him, something asleep within his being, something perhaps distantly akin to her...

[lollypop_lolita]

Of course Stocking isn't looking too hard...

She did renounce her angelic heritage much like her Nephilim cousins, however her heart wasn't quite in it. In Stockings heart, Heaven is still her home, her Sister and family is are still Angels and she betrayed them.

It really hurts... it really, really hurts.

Still she sits in a chair nearby, legs draped over one part of the chair, her plushie in her arms snacking on a blow-pop.

She says nothing for now.

[silvereyedphage]

It might take a moment or two, since his sense are dulled, but he'll sense an odd presence and then he'll look up, peering around, following that energy signature.

Then he'll spy the girl who looks like one of the gothic cosplayers he's seen around Tokyo. And the lollipop licking will make him think of Tsuzuki. "Found sweet treat for yourself?" he asks, nonchalantly.

[lollypop_lolita]

"Yeah." Stocking says with his mouth full.

"What about it?"

[death_kl0wn]

And she might find something that looks like the weirdest goth club kid ever, coming along the hallway... only hovering about five feet off the floor as the critter approaches. It'll pause eyeing her, head tilted. "Okay, I'll bite: yah one of those gothic lolita cosplay girls who hang out at Harajuku?" the thing asks in a raspy voice.

[lollypop_lolita]

Stocking very nearly summons her weapons to slay this... thing. But she then remembers that she doesn't have to slay ghosts or ghost like creatures. Still...

"Goth-loli, but I have no idea what place are you talking about."

[death_kl0wn]

"Train station in Tokyo, the main city in Japan, where I'm from: lots of pretty girls in cool clothes hang out there, showing off their threads, stuff like what yer wearin'," he says. "I'm Ryuk."

[lollypop_lolita]

"Why would anyone do that? Sounds stupid..." Stocking snips.

[justiceis_blue]

Assuming Stocking is going to wander all the way to the kitchen, she might come across a semi-familiar figure, hunched over a stack of pancakes dripping in maple syrup.

L will look up, then resume his dainty snacking, and say, his mouth full, "Well, hello, Stocking."

[lollypop_lolita]

As soon as she gets to the kitchen to get something sweet to eat she has to run into someone that looks familiar.

"Hey... how did you get here?"

[justiceis_blue]

“Mmmmm my own way,” L replies unhelpfully.

Those gothic lolitas - always a pleasure to look at, but rarely a treat for the mind. How predictable.

[lollypop_lolita]

Of course we doubt Stocking will ever be genius, but she does have a smart mouth.

"That's your explanation, Panda-boy?"

[justin_out]

Justin is dressed to the nines, Stocking, and if you are walking upstairs, you might pass him coming down. He's wearing jeans, very holey jeans, but everything else on him is dolled up. He's got on heels, animal print that Dean once repaired for him, a black mesh sweater with such big stitches the holes are huge, showing off his muscular chest. He's got a little rhinestone in his belly button that glitters when the light hits it. He's wearing glitter eye-shadow, extra long fake lashes, and hot pink lipstick. His mouth matches his wig too, but he tops it off with a black beret.

[lollypop_lolita]

Meanwhile Stocking just... stares at this guy. If her sister were here, they would band together and tag team him with insults and smart things to say. Still...

"What the hell are you wearing? It's so tacky."

[justin_out]

Justin's eyes go wide, and his palm flies over his heart. "Oh no, you wound me!" he deadpans, and then giggles. "If I had a dollar for every time someone tried to put me down." He waves the hand that was on his chest in front of his own face, fanning himself. "Don't like it, don't look at it."

[lollypop_lolita]

"But it's so shiny, I can't help but not look.. it's like a trainwreck in clothing form, like you woke inside a disco ball." Stocking snaps back.